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

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Extensive research did not uncover any evidence that the U.S. copyright on this publication was renewed.] Sure I'm a Nilly, and I've died seven times, always in the blackness of the outer reaches, and I'm not alone, although there aren't very many of us, never were. Weblor I Weblor I before with a thousand families, reached the planet with less than five hundred surviving colonists. Upon the return to Earth a year later, the crew's report of suffering and chaos during the year's outgoing voyage the halfway point. It ended with passengers engaging in open warfare with each other and the crew. Sessions was lucky to escape with his Ellason nodded. "The ship disappeared." "Yes. We gave control to the colonists." "Assuming no accident in space," Phipps said, "it was a wrong decision. They probably took over the ship." Weblor II ." Being a Nilly is important, probably as important as running the ship, and I think it is this thought that keeps us satisfied, willing to be what we are. Weblor II Weblor I Antheon as it circled Earth, shuttling its cargo and passengers to the was caught and whisked away. Ellason left the captain's quarters with an odd taste in his mouth. Now the traditions of thousands of years, and as these planet-orginated rules fall away, the floundering group seeks a new control, for they are humanity adrift, rudderless, for whom the stars are no longer day out. In Ellason's mind the incident, though insignificant from the which went to all hands and passengers. In the Bulletin the captain it was to the ship's discredit that someone with criminal tendencies should have been permitted aboard. Ellason had to smile at that. What did Captain Branson think of those colonists who killed each other on the Weblor I ? They had passed stability tests too. This, then, was what happened when you took three thousand strangers and stuck them in a can for a year. for? I could only take along so much baggage and I threw out some Interstellar asked me to go along. But what use am I now? Where am On the forty-fifth day June Failright, the young wife of one of the passenger meteorologists, ran screaming down one of the long corridors her compartment while her husband was in the ship's library. She was taken to one of the ship's doctors, who confirmed it. She said the culprit was a husky man wearing a red rubber mask, and though her description of what he had done did not appear in the story no crewmen to spare for police duty." The group left in a surly mood. and further incidents occur. What then? It soon becomes the crew's investigation, if nothing else than to prove the crew guiltless. Why couldn't Branson see the wisdom of setting an example for the colonists? As a Nilly, I knew that space breeds hate. There is a seed of malevolence in every man. It sometimes blossoms out among the stars. On the Weblor II day. Palugger, a Fourth Quadrant passenger, had complained of feeling in a red mask was seen hurrying from the hospital area, and a staff investigation revealed that Palugger had died trying to prevent the in the belt and had died of a severe beating. He said that since the incident occurred in the staff section of the ship, his crew would be forced to submit to a thorough inspection in an effort to find the "How can we protect ourselves without stunners?" one colonist called out. everyone returned to his compartment, and the larger search was conducted. It took twenty hours. The captain reported that his search had been equally fruitless. trial for him when he was caught. It was all recorded in the newsletter and by Keith Ellason. We Nillys know about hate and about violence. We know too that where there is hate there is violence, and where there is violence there is death. During sleep time on the seventy-ninth day Barbara Stoneman, awakened by a strange sound, sat up in the bed of her compartment to find a corridor. The flight of the man was witnessed by many, and several men escaped. time the passengers seemed relaxed. appeared one day in the Bulletin newsletter. The colonists settled down to living out the rest of the voyage until the landing on Antheon. But on the 170th day calamity struck. Red Mask appropriated one of the stunners, made his way down one whole corridor section in Quadrant Two, put occupants to sleep as he went, taking many articles of value and leaving disorder behind. The council issued orders that all passengers from now on would be make so much as a move." "And what will you do when you get him?" "Kill him," Tilbury said, licking his lips, his eyes glowing more fiercely than ever. "Without a trial?" named Terryl Placer on the 201st day. The criminal was carried to the assembly room surrounded by guards, for he surely would have been mauled, if not killed, by angry colonists who crowded around. In the assembly hall his mask was whipped off. The crowd gasped. Nobody knew him. "Well, Critten," Branson roared at him, "what have you got to say for yourself?" Lemuel Tarper, who was appointed prosecutor, asked him, "What did you do with the loot, Critten?" Critten looked him square in the eye and said, "I threw it out one of the escape chutes. Does that answer your question?" "Threw it away?" Tarper and the crowd were incredulous. "Sure," Critten said. "You colonists got the easy life as passengers, just sitting around. I had to work my head off keeping records for you lazy bastards." The verdict was, of course, death. They executed Harrel Critten on the morning of the 270th day with by a great crowd in the assembly hall. A detail from the ship's crew disposed of his body through a chute. It was all duly recorded in Keith Ellason's notebooks. Dying is easy for a Nilly. Especially if it's arranged for beforehand, which it always is. The Weblor II was only one day out of orbit when Captain Branson sent lives." "Let me get this straight. Interstellar thought that it was idleness and boredom that caused the killings on the Weblor I , so they had you Critten nodded. "When great numbers are being transported, they are apt to magnify each little event because so little happens. It was my job to see that they directed none of their venom against each other or the the passengers." "Probably," Critten said, "you are wondering about the execution." "Naturally." "We removed the charges before the guns were used." Captain Branson will say they were found somewhere on the ship. You see, I was a liar." "How about that assault on June Failright?" Critten grinned again. "She played right into our hands. She ran out into the hall claiming I'd attacked her, which I did not. She was certainly amazed when the ship's physicians agreed with her. Of course Captain Branson told them to do that." "And the murder?" "Raymond Palugger died in the hospital all right, but he died from his illness on the operating table. We turned it into an advantage by "Gave them something to do," Branson said. "Every time things got dull, I livened them up. I got a stunner and robbed along the corridor. That really stirred them. Lucky nobody got hurt during any of it, including that Stoneman woman. I was trying to rob her when she woke up." Branson cleared his throat. "Ah, Ellason about that story. You understand you can't write it, don't you?" be other ships outward bound." Critten sighed. "And I'll have to be caught again." Yes, we're anonymous, nameless, we Nillys, for that's what we call each other, and are a theme, with variations, in the endless stretches of deep space, objects of hatred and contempt, professional heels,

<question>:
What happened to the passengers of the Weblor I?

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A No one knows what happened. The frequency of the Weblor I was lost several months after take off.
B The passengers started warring with each other and the crew.
C Space pirates boarded the ship and shoved the passengers out of the airlock.
D The Nilly's killed them in their sleep and ate them.

<answer>:

B