"What a baby," Towne said.
Briggs looked uncomfortable. "Let's focus out," he said.
"Right," said Towne.
In a room back on Earth, a dial was spun, and a connection severed.
In a room on a lonely asteroid, three spectral images—electronic ghosts on a mission of mercy—faded, and vanished.
The man pulled himself to his feet, and looked around him.
All was silence.
The winds blew.
THE END