The Envy used the lowest resolution on her grapple beams to avoid crushing the man in the space suit adrift in space, orbiting the small lump of rock in a quiet part of the asteroid belt.  It was over two days travel to its nearest neighbour.

"How the hell did he get out here?  Where's his ship?" Benson wondered as he waited by the airlock for the man to approach.

"Could he be a miner, blasted out of his base?" asked Snodgrass, Envy's navigator.

"We'll soon know," grunted Benson, opening the airlock.

He knew better however, when their visitor's helmet was removed, revealing wild eyes in a youthful face, incongruously topped by snow white hair.

The broken man gibbered frantically all the way back to Titan base.

"Wrong asteroid - the bastards dumped me on the wrong bloody asteroid!  Wrong bloody asteroid! "