Here's a sample from the opening chapter of the early draft:

The Moon. Our bright light in the night sky. BC looks up, sees the glint of light marking the main dome of Lunar Prime.

          The dome over the atrium. I wonder how tall the new trees under the dome are now? How much has it all grown back?

          As BC watches, the stars in the night sky begin to burn brighter and brighter, nearly blinding him. One of them suddenly drops out of the sky, falling and disappearing below the horizon. Other stars soon follow, at first one by one, and then in a brilliant cascade of falling stars that soon fades, leaving the sky blank and black save for the bright full moon.

          As BC watches, the Moon explodes, shatters like glass, sharp white shards glistening as they fall from the sky to pierce the ground around him. He looks up again in time to see a shard coming at him, running through him. He is ripped in two by the shard of falling light from the full moon.

          BC wakes up in a chilly sweat in his seat on the bridge of Wentworth’s ship, the ship that just rescued him from his botched mission to Mars.

          “Mornin’ sunshine,” the pilot, Drex, says, greeting BC. “You dozed off for a second there. Then you shouted out, ‘The Moon!’ or something! Musta been some dream, anyways, huh?” he asks.

          “Yeah, some dream. About the Moon,” BC tells him, trying to clear his head of the vivid images.

          Guess I’m worried. Wentworth says he’ll work with me, with us. That’s good. I can maybe bring the Project and the UTZ together.

          Otherwise it feels like it’s all falling apart. I thought Al Salid and I were going to be able to bring the UIN and the UTZ to the table, together. I didn’t expect one of Wentworth’s ships to have to rescue me!

          Al Salid! Throwing me in a cell!

          The way the UIN is acting, it’s gotta be Dolomay pulling the strings. The UIN is going along with him.

          “You know, after you freshen up on Wentworth station, talk with Mr. Wentworth, whatever, I can take you anywhere you want to go. You don’t have to back to the Moon,” Drex offers.

          “Why wouldn’t I want to go back to the Moon?” BC asks him.

          “I don’t know. Just the way you said ‘The Moon’ before, there. Anyways, I can take you back to the Moon, if you want. Or anywhere on Earth. Or in orbit. Doesn’t matter to me, anyways. Not back to Mars though, right?” Drex chuckles at his own joke.

          “Right.”

          BC ponders the ill-fated mission, grateful Drex rescued him from the planet’s dusty surface after his plan to meet secretly with Al-Salid went horribly wrong.

It had to be Dolomay!

That whole mission was for nothing! Although, I did find out Fiza was okay. That was a surprise and a half! Hope she still is.

 “Just back to the Moon, I guess. Unless something changes while I’m here. Thanks, Drex,” BC tells the pilot.

          What a strange dream. Killed by a shard from a broken Moon. Wonder if that means anything?