Maxim Travel Books > Science Fiction > Download A nyolcadik utas a halál by Alan Dean Foster PDF

Download A nyolcadik utas a halál by Alan Dean Foster PDF

By Alan Dean Foster

Hét lefagyasztott ember és Jones macska álmodik a Nostromo teherűrhajó fedélzetén. Anya, a központi számítógép csak akkor vezényel ébresztőt, ha szenzorai rendellenességet észlelnek. A végtelen időben és térben száguldó űrhajó utasait váratlan riadó rázza meg. Rövidesen kiderül, hogy rémálomra ébredtek. A járműre került a tojásait emberbe rakó sebezhetetlen halál. S a Nostromo rettenetes rakományával a Földre tart...

A méltán világhírű könyv azoknak is tartogat izgalmat, akik látták a történet alapján készült filmet.

Show description

Read or Download A nyolcadik utas a halál PDF

Similar science fiction books

The Making of the Representative for Planet 8 (Canopus in Argos: Archives, Book 4)

From the winner of the Nobel Prize for Literature, this is often the fourth instalment within the visionary novel cycle 'Canopus in Argos: Archives'. The good-looking, clever humans of Planet eight of the Canopean Empire comprehend purely an idyllic life on their bountiful planet, its climate always nurturing, by no means harsh.

Mainspring (Clockwork Earth, Book 1)

Jay Lake's first exchange novel is an outstanding paintings of construction. Lake has anticipated a clockwork sun procedure, the place the planets circulate in an enormous process of gears round the lamp of the sunlight. it's a universe the place the hand of the writer is noticeable to an individual who easily appears to be like up into the sky, and sees the tune of the heavens, the wheels of the Moon, and the nice Equatorial gears of the Earth itself.

Quipu

Caroline is set to move psychotic—and given her relations, it’s no shock. Joseph can't seek advice from ladies no matter if he's a qualified high-IQ shrewdpermanent dick attempting to take snapshots of the tip of the universe. Ray and Marj have their very own hassles with in-laws, yet pupil terrorists get within the manner.

Philip K. Dick: The Last Interview: and Other Conversations

An electrical selection of interviews--including the 1st and the last—with one of many twentieth century's such a lot prolific, influential, and dazzlingly unique writers of technology fiction

Long earlier than Ridley Scott transformed Do Androids Dream of electrical Sheep?  into Blade Runner, Philip ok. Dick used to be banging away at his typewriter in relative obscurity, ostracized by way of the literary institution. at the present time he's broadly one in all the main influential writers of the twentieth century. those interviews show a guy suffering from bouts of manic paranoia and failed suicide makes an attempt; a occupation fuelled via alcohol, amphetamines, and mystical concept; and, specifically, an impressive and beneficiant mind's eye at paintings.

Extra info for A nyolcadik utas a halál

Sample text

A small courtyard had been roofed over with smoked plastic that made it gloomy even under a See-Why noon, and the plastic itself was set with thin pipes that sprayed a constant fine mist. In the middle of the yard a rath had been built of reeds. An attempt to grow fungi had been made on the patch of ground surrounding it. Dom pulled aside the drenched door-curtain and stooped inside. Hrsh-Hgn was sitting in a shallow bath of tepid water, reading a cube by the light of a fish-oil lamp. He waved one double-jointed hand at Dom and swivelled one eye towards him.

His fingers sought for the right spot. He found it. The shell stopped its frenzied rush through the wavetops, hitting the water again with a slap that jarred Dom’s teeth. The sail wavered uncertainly. Dom continued stroking until the creature was soothed and then stood up. It didn’t count unless you stood up. The best dagon fishers could ride a shell with their toes. How he had envied them – and how carefully he had watched from the family barge on feast days, when the fishermen came in two or three hundred abreast on their half-tame shells with See-Why setting, a bright purple star, into the sea.

Dom knelt and kissed it. ‘So,’ she said, ‘enter the master of the world. ’ ‘Isaac, my lady,’ said Dom. ’ ‘But of course,’ said Vian, ‘we are all of us in chains, even if they be only of chance and entropy. ’ ‘You have a fine grasp of essentials,’ said Isaac, bowing. ‘And you are presumptuous, robot. But I thank you. Dom, I wish you would donate that swamp creature to a museum or a zoo or something. ’ Ig scratched himself and sniffed – then gave a long drawn-out hiss. Dom looked over his mother’s shoulder and caught the eye of a tall man in a long blue cloak, who wore a heavy gold collar at his neck.

Download PDF sample

Rated 4.19 of 5 – based on 48 votes