Under the cloud of cast-off identities lay the shape of another man--was it himself?

This planet gave him the perfect chance tocommit the perfect crime—only he couldn'tremember just what it was he had committed.

>Doctors had given him just one month to live. A month to wonder, what comes afterward? There was one way to find out—ask a dead man!

It is man's most precious possession—no living thing can exist without it. But when they gave it to Orville, it killed him.

Never ask "Who am I and where do I come from?" The answers may not be what you'd expect!

Smart man, Bruckner—he knew how to handle natives ... but they knew even better how to deal with smart terrestrials!