"No. 2 ready, sir."
"No. 3 ready, sir."
Jan looked around for the African and the Prophet. They had taken their places in the acceleration compartments behind him.
"All hands and passengers, we are about to leave Terra for an unannounced destination. You who have never experienced space travel will find the first half hour somewhat uncomfortable. Do not be afraid. You will survive with no damage to your health. We are now leaving Terra." Jan pressed the button.
"Oh Lord, oh Lord," he thought. "This is as bad as the first time." No man ever got used to the horror of blast off and acceleration. When he was again really conscious, the moon was larger than the earth.
"Prophet," he said, "you can now come out of your compartment. Where are we going?"
The Prophet came and sat beside him.
"I am not a spaceman," he said. "I don't know. Any planet that is uninhabited but suitable for human life will do. Keep away from the human colonies if you value your life."
Jan laughed. "You told me that you had planned all this."
"I planned everything except our destination. On earth we only hear of the human colonies. Spacemen seldom publish their adventures on the uninhabited worlds."