Corporation

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The outer edge of the hollow ended here as abruptly as night falls in deep space - once, and as if cut off with a knife. Just a second ago, the cone of the running searchlight rested against an even series of obliquely lined beds, where mechanical "argonauts" worked around the clock, and now under you, as far as the eye can see, there is only viscous blackness, in the bowels of which rare sparkles of deep "snow" only emphasized the deadly the lifelessness of this dense, terrifying nothingness.

Divers of the old school called this view of the empty open space "blue", as if as a kind of mocking allegory for the state of nitrogen anesthesia - whoever caught it at least once will understand that, of course, the blue color did not spend the night so deeply. Five "ka" from the surface of the hydrosphere, here, even in the near-IR range, the sensors far from the rifts gave a uniform illumination of the background temperature of one and a half centigrades, and solar photons had not penetrated