David House is a human who resides in the capital village of a domain known as Oregon, a cool, cloudy, rainy region of a developing world called Earth. This planet is located in one of the backwaters of the galaxy, orbiting an unremarkable sun in one of the Milky Way’s minor outer belts of stars.
His series of novels and short stories about secret human contact with an advanced civilization is no cause for concern at this time. However, House’s subsequent books will receive further scrutiny for evidence of extraterrestrial knowledge.
The author’s low-wage job in public affairs for a government agency makes him particularly vulnerable to financial enticement. He might write anything – passing it off as “speculative fiction” – in exchange for a few kilograms of gold. If necessary, the author will be acquired for interrogation and perhaps erasure of any sensitive information from his memory.
But thus far, no one on Earth is taking him seriously, and that is just as well.
Sometimes Jess Worthy wishes he were back in the high school gym getting pummeled in dodgeball. Or stuck in final exams. Or dateless at the spring dance. Anywhere on Earth. Anywhere but the darkest, creepiest, deadest world in the galaxy.
Oregon teenager Jess Worthy is contacted by advanced aliens and given a chance to travel to other worlds to see how well humans can adapt to alien cultures and environments. In a trip to a binary star system, his shuttle crashes on an icy moon. And someone or something is trying to kill him and his fellow passengers from other planets.