Maybe I'll go where I can see stars, he said to himself as the car gained velocity and altitude; it headed away from San Francisco, toward the uninhabited desolation to the north. To the place where no living thing would go. Not unless it felt that the end had come.
Philip K. DickAbout author
- Author's profession: Writer
- Nationality: american
- Born: March 2, 1928
- Died: March 2, 1982