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Random House Book of Science Fiction-berättelser har din generiska titeln ("SCIENCE FICTION STORIES" i stora bokstäver, "The Random House Book of" med små bokstäver), den har en massa rymdskepp (väl tre av dem) på täcka , och det publicerades i juni 1997, om slutet av mitten av 90-talet. Det publicerades ett år tidigare i Storbritannien, men med en annan titel ( Space Stories ) och en annan täcka (inga rymdskepp). Det verkar innehålla en av de två berättelserna du beskrivit. Jag nämner bara den här boken på chansen att du kanske blandar upp en av berättelserna med en annan historia som du läser någon annanstans.

Historien om människor från jorden som strider mot osynliga utomjordingar på en utländsk planet (nämns i din kommentar) verkar vara här: " Granskning " av William F. Temple. Spacefararna från jorden är inte kolonister, de är upptäcktsresande som letar efter intelligent främmande liv. Annars verkar historien passa:

While speaking, he was gazing out through a port—and the sudden and inexplicable happened: the outer door of the Module's airlock swung open. Yet there was nobody outside—nor inside—the airlock.

Bruce had also seen it. "That just can't happen," he said, also on the radio set.

"What can't? What's going on there?" the Captain called.

It was Leo who answered. "Maybe someone has come to meet us. If so, he's an invisible man. Could be all the townsfolk are invisible."

Next moment, the inner door of the airlock fell inward on them. They skipped back and it clanged on the floor. The pins of its hinges, which had somehow pulled out, rattled beside it. The denser air in the cabin swooshed out into the planetary atmosphere. Only their suits saved them from near-suffocation at best, death at worst.

[. . .]

The holding screws in the panel of the manual guidance console were spinning anticlockwise. They came clean out and floated loosely, as though weightless. Then the panel itself lifted away, trailing wires and transistors, which began to separate and become detached. It was as though a gang of expert but invisible troubleshooters had set to work to dismantle the apparatus. The thin atmosphere became thick with floating components, as though the Module were in a state of free fall. But it was still resting on the sandy soil and the two men were still captives of gravity.

But the Module seemed to be starting, piecemeal, an independent struggle against that gravity.

Floor bolts began popping like champagne corks. One section of the floor flapped open like a trapdoor.

Bruce exclaimed: "My God, they are invisible! They're wrecking us. Let's get out—quick."

Du kan ta en titt på innehållsförteckningen för att se om någon av de andra titlar ringa några klockor.

Uppdatering. Den ursprungliga affischen, Rafael, har funnit att historien som beskrivs i den ursprungliga frågan är " Den döda planeten " av Edmond Hamilton (första publicerad i Startling Stories , våren 1946 , tillgänglig på Internet Archive ), även i Random House Book of Science Fiction-berättelser bland annat , och online på Google Dokument . Här är slutet på Hamiltons historia:

We looked at each other, we three tall bird-men of Rigel, as Dril handed us the glasses of pink sanqua. On Tharn's beaked face, in his green eyes, was an expression that told me we were all thinking of the same thing.

He raised the glass that he held in his talons.

"To that great dead race to whom our galaxy owes all," he said. "We will drink to their world by their own name for it. We will drink to Earth."