Read the following passage and questions, then choose the right answer from options, the answer should be one of A, B, C, D.

<passage>:
one of the crew of the spaceship Washington , first to set Americans almost rebuilt the entire outside and grounds. But he was sorry. He had He was glad. He'd had enough of strangers. Not that he was through with Ralphie was with her. They held onto each other as if seeking mutual support, the thirty-three-year old woman and ten-year-old boy. They with him all the way, who had engineered the entire fantastic journey—even Carlisle the Nobel prize winner, the multi-degreed genius Edith said, "He made top forum the six-month period before vacation, and he made top forum the six-month period you went away, Hank." He nodded, remembering that, remembering everything, remembering the warmth of her farewell, the warmth of Ralphie's farewell, their tears as he left for the experimental flight station in the Aleutians. They had feared for him, having read of the many launchings gone wrong even in continent-to-continent experimental flight. They had been right to worry. He had suffered much after that blow-up. But now they should be rejoicing, because he had survived and made the long journey. Ralphie suddenly said, "I got to go, Dad. I promised Walt tired. I'd like to lie down a while." Which wasn't true, because he'd Which was not what he'd considered at all important on leaving Walter Reed Hospital early this morning But sometime later, as he was dozing off, a sense of reassurance began would again become good old Hank. It was little enough to ask for—a came. Together with Edith, Ralphie and himself, they made six, and ate it—she hadn't touched him once beyond that first, quick, strangely-cool embrace at the door—then a few seconds later she withdrew it and let it drop out of sight. looked at Hank, and Hank nodded encouragement, desperately interested in mumbled, "Soup's getting cold," and began to eat. His hand shook a little his ruddy face was not quite as ruddy as Hank remembered it. irritated him with an excess of physical and verbal caresses—she barely touched his shoulder and fled. and said, "Looks fresh enough to have been killed in the back yard." Ralphie said, "Yeah, Dad." Aunt Lucille put down her knife and fork and course," he said, his laugh sounding forced. Hank looked at Edith Edith was busy with her plate. Hank looked at Ralphie was busy with his plate. Hank looked at Joe chewing, gazing out over their heads to the kitchen. Hank looked at Lucille she was disappearing into the living room. He brought his fist down on the table. The settings jumped a glass overturned, spilling water. He brought it down again and again. They were all standing now. He sat there and pounded the table with his big First One, of being stood back from, looked at in awe of, felt in fear of, that he could have smashed more than a table. Edith said, "Hank!" He said, voice hoarse, "Shut up. Go away. Let me eat alone. I'm sick of the lot of you." down his throat. Mother said, "Henry dear—" He didn't answer. She began and he, too, was gone. Lucille never did manage to speak to him. something anything to get away from your father." Ralphie's head dropped and he muttered, "Aw, no, Dad." Edith said, "He'll stay home, Hank. We'll spend an evening together—talking, watching TV, playing Monopoly." Ralphie said, "Gee, sure, Dad, if you want to." Hank stood up. "The question is not whether I want to. You both know I and it seemed her old smile. "They're so anxious to see you, Hank. I could barely keep Phil from coming up and waking you himself. They want to go out and do the town. Please, Hank, say you will." It didn't turn out that way. He was disappointed clapped Hank on the shoulder (but not the way he always had—so much more gently, almost remotely), and insisted they all drink more than was good for them as he always had. And for once, Hank was ready to go along on the drinking. For once, he matched Phil shot for shot, beer for beer. They didn't bowl very long. At ten o'clock they crossed the road to and Hank went right on drinking. Edith said something to him, but he merely smiled and waved his hand and gulped another ounce of nirvana. The number finished they walked back to the booth. Phil said, "Beddy-bye time." Hank said, "First one dance with my loving wife." the music ended, he was ready to go home. They rode back to town along Route Nine, he and Edith in the rear of They turned left, to take the short cut along Hallowed Hill Road, and Phil finished a story about a Martian and a Hollywood sex queen and looked at his wife and then past her at the long, cast-iron fence paralleling the road. "Hey," he said, pointing, "do you know why that's the most popular place on earth?" Rhona glanced to the left, and so did Hank and Edith. Rhona made a rumbling up from his chest. "You know why, folks?" Rhona said, "Did you notice Carl Braken and his wife at—" Hank said, "No, Phil, why is it the most popular place on earth?" Phil said, "Because people are—" And then he caught himself and waved his hand and muttered, "I forgot the punch line." "Because people are dying to get in," Hank said, and looked through the window, past the iron fence, into the large cemetery at the fleeting tombstones. The car was filled with horrified silence when there should have been nothing but laughter, or irritation at a too-old joke. "Maybe you should let me out right here," Hank said. "I'm home—or that's what everyone seems to think. Maybe I should lie down in an open grave. Maybe that would satisfy people. Maybe that's the only way to act, like Dracula or another monster from the movies." Edith said, "Oh, Hank, don't, don't!" The car raced along the road, crossed a macadam highway, went four blocks and pulled to a stop. He didn't bother saying good night. He didn't wait for Edith. He just got out and walked up the flagstone path and entered the house. "Hank," Edith whispered from the guest room doorway, "I'm so sorry—" "There's nothing to be sorry about. It's just a matter of time. It'll all work out in time." "Yes," she said quickly, "that's it. I need a little time. We all need a little time. Because it's so strange, Hank. Because it's so frightening. I should have told you that the moment you walked in. I think I've hurt you terribly, we've all hurt you terribly, by trying to hide that we're "I'm going to stay in the guest room," he said, "for as long as necessary. For good if need be." "How could it be for good? How, Hank?" That question was perhaps the first firm basis for hope he'd had since "There are others coming, Edith. Eight that I know of in the tanks right now. My superior, Captain Davidson, who died at the same moment I loses his life by accident, by violence, and his body can be recovered, he'll go into the tanks and they'll start the regenerative brain and Edith said, "Yes, and I'm so grateful that you're here, Hank. Please Later, half asleep, he heard a dog howling, and remembered stories of pulled the covers closer to him and luxuriated in being safe in his own home. THE END

<question>:
How did Hank die?

<options>:
A Hank's spacecraft exploded when it hit Earth's atmosphere on the way home from Mars.
B Hank's experimental continent-to-continent flight vessel exploded.
C Hank died when he crashed his car on the way to the mission launch.
D Hank's spacecraft exploded when it hit Earth's atmosphere on the way home from the moon.

<answer>:

B