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The
great
ships
hung
motionless
in
the
air
,
over
every
nation
on
Earth
.
Motionless
they
hung
,
huge
,
heavy
,
steady
in
the
sky
,
a
blasphemy
against
nature
.
Many
people
went
straight
into
shock
as
their
minds
tried
to
encompass
what
they
were
looking
at
.
The
ships
hung
in
the
sky
in
much
the
same
way
that
bricks
do
n't
.
And
still
nothing
happened
.
Then
there
was
a
slight
whisper
,
a
sudden
spacious
whisper
of
open
ambient
sound
.
Every
hi-fi
set
in
the
world
,
every
radio
,
every
television
,
every
cassette
recorder
,
every
woofer
,
every
tweeter
,
every
mid-range
driver
in
the
world
quietly
turned
itself
on
.
Every
tin
can
,
every
dust
bin
,
every
window
,
every
car
,
every
wine
glass
,
every
sheet
of
rusty
metal
became
activated
as
an
acoustically
perfect
sounding
board
.
Before
the
Earth
passed
away
it
was
going
to
be
treated
to
the
very
ultimate
in
sound
reproduction
,
the
greatest
public
address
system
ever
built
.
But
there
was
no
concert
,
no
music
,
no
fanfare
,
just
a
simple
message
.
"
People
of
Earth
,
your
attention
please
,
"
a
voice
said
,
and
it
was
wonderful
.
Wonderful
perfect
quadrophonic
sound
with
distortion
levels
so
low
as
to
make
a
brave
man
weep
.
"
This
is
Prostetnic
Vogon
Jeltz
of
the
Galactic
Hyperspace
Planning
Council
,
"
the
voice
continued
.
"
As
you
will
no
doubt
be
aware
,
the
plans
for
development
of
the
outlying
regions
of
the
Galaxy
require
the
building
of
a
hyperspatial
express
route
through
your
star
system
,
and
regrettably
your
planet
is
one
of
those
scheduled
for
demolition
.
The
process
will
take
slightly
less
that
two
of
your
Earth
minutes
.
Thank
you
.
"
The
PA
died
away
.
Uncomprehending
terror
settled
on
the
watching
people
of
Earth
.
The
terror
moved
slowly
through
the
gathered
crowds
as
if
they
were
iron
fillings
on
a
sheet
of
board
and
a
magnet
was
moving
beneath
them
.
Panic
sprouted
again
,
desperate
fleeing
panic
,
but
there
was
nowhere
to
flee
to
.
Observing
this
,
the
Vogons
turned
on
their
PA
again
.
It
said
:
