Stephenson delante de un letrero de Idaho.
Un desconocido ‘agente’ atraviesa la Luna y la disgrega en en siete grandes trozos e incontables trozos más pequeños.
“He had felt that tingling in the scalp once before, on a safari in Tanzania, and had turned around to see that he was being watched, interestedly, by a group of hyenas. The thing that had scared him hadn’t been the hyenas themselves. Those, and even more dangerous animals, were all over the place. Rather, it was the sudden awareness that he had let his guard down, that he had been focusing his attention on the wrong thing while the real danger had been circling around behind him.
He had wasted a week on the fascinating scientific puzzle of “What blew up the moon?”
That had been a mistake.”
Aquí las 26 primeras páginas de la nueva obra de Neil Stephenson.