Lt. Lane and his men were dumped unceremoniously into this tiny escape ship, and turned adrift, without radio or weapons. Lane was heading with all speed for Mars, some thirty million miles away.
I was just talking to Kitson there in the escape ship, and next thing I know I’m lying on the floor here, outside the boat.
Against that background he had been selected to man the escape ship.
They were all for taking the escape ship and hightailing it back to Earth.
Over the past few years, as the likelihood of Contingency C had grown steadily greater, Voigtland had cubed everyone who was really close to him and stored the cubes aboard the escape ship, just in case.
Han knew they would have to find some other route to Leia’s escape ship—and quickly.
As the escape ship fled from the Shadow Academy and the Yavin system, the last surviving guard acknowledged to himself that the military forces he left behind would be defeated utterly.
‘I mean what if it’s something else entirely? [...] Like a ship.’ Clyde’s eyes expand behind his tortoiseshell spectacles. ‘Did you ever think, maybe that’s what Lowell was after all this time? He was after the Martians. And that’s their escape ship. And that’s where they went; they abandoned their planet after the atmosphere disappeared, and now they’re coming back to Earth to take us over. [...] So what are we going to call it?’ he asks. ‘I don’t know. Slipher wants to call it Pluto, which suits me fine.’
J. W. Campbell, in Wonder Stories
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