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It is a science fiction short story by Robert Silverberg first published in 1958. The story unfolds on a spaceship carrying a group of telepaths on a mission to a distant planet.
Robert Silverberg is an American science fiction novelist, mainly known for his science fiction and fantasy works. He was born in New York on January 15, 1935, and has been actively publishing his work since the late 1950s. His works are notable for their variety of subjects and styles, especially works such as "Dialect Hippopotamus" and "The Editor of Time."
Robert Silverberg is a science fiction writer who has published numerous novels, short stories, and collected novels over a period of more than 60 years. His works span a variety of periods and subjects, some of which leave a deep impression on readers with their realistic and human aspects.

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Summary
Dane Harrell held the thought-helmet tightly between his hands and, before putting it on, glanced over at the bound, writhing alien sitting opposite him. The alien snarled defiantly.
"You're sure you want to go through with this?" asked Dr. Phelps.
Harrell nodded. "I volunteered, didn't I? I said I'd take a look inside this buzzard's brain and I'm going to do it. If I don't come up in half an hour, come get me."
"Right."