Send a man with half his mind gone since childhood.
Send a pacifist warrior and a vampire recalled from the grave by the voodoo of paleogenetics. Send a linguist with multiple-personality disorder and a biologist so spliced with machinery that he can’t feel his own flesh. Who should we send to meet the alien, when the alien doesn’t want to meet? Something talks out there: but not to us.
The heavens have been silent since-until a derelict space probe hears whispers from a distant comet. Two months have past since a myriad of alien ob jects clenched about the Earth, screaming as they burned. The Hugo Award–nominated novel by "a hard science fiction writer through and through and one of the very best alive."- The Globe and Mail
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