The Colors of Space

It was a week before the Lhari ship went into warp-drive and all that time young Bart Steele had stayed in his cabin. He was so bored with his own company that the Mentorian medic was a welcome sight when he came to prepare him for cold-sleep. The Mentorian paused needle in hand. ""Do you wish to be wakened for the time we shall spend in each of the three star systems sir? You can of course be given enough drug to keep you in cold-sleep until we reach your destination.""Bart felt tempted-he wanted very much to see the other star systems. But he couldn't risk meeting other passengers. The needle went into his arm. In sudden panic he realized he was helpless. The ship would touch down on three worlds and on any of them the Lhari might have his description or his alias! He could be taken off unconscious and might never wake up! He tried to move to protest but he couldn't. There was a freezing moment of intense cold and then nothing. . . .