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They had been working for a long time to send a ship out into space, but when the great day came it was essential that the ship should be destroyed. They had looked ambitiously at the Moon and at the planets and stars beyond. Now they stared up in fear... Here is the record of the first onslaught of a strange disease that dropped on mankind from the skies. It is the story of an alien plague that worked too swiftly to be counteracted by human science - a plague that did not so much drive men out of their minds as steal the minds from them.
He was suspended alone and unprotected in the sea of forgetfulness where Saturn looked brilliant against the sunless black of deep outer space. It was like an elusive dream of a past only half-remembered, forever just out of reach amid the shifting galaxies of deep space. Somewhere out there he had lost his memory - space amnesia they called it. But they had found him and brought him back and given him a memory again. But was it his memory?
When his brother failed to return from a dangerous mission into the town dominated by Motils, Mathew knew that he must go after him. it was not only a question of rescuing Don, but of finding out just how far the parasite rulers had advanced in their plans for bringing their master mind, the Controller, down to Earth. If the Controller arrived, the future of the human race would be even darker than its present. It was not until Mathew made contact with a man who had been delivered from the power of the evil micro-organisms that he learned how close the Controller was, and just now imperative it was to strike a blow now.
Harrison got to the hotel less than ten minutes after the manager had visio'd him. Two men followed him in, one of them sauntering casually across to the desk and giving no sign of recognition. Twenty yards away the squad car hummed a throbbing note as it generated the screen which would impenetrably surround the hotel until Harrison had finished. The man at the desk said: "Room with a bath for two days." "Earth atmosphere. sir?" said the desk clerk.
As a companion volume to St. James Guide to Fantasy Writers, this volume concentrates "on those types of fiction which may be labelled as horror novels, dark fantasies, ghost stories, gothic novels, tales of terror, supernatural fictions, occult fantasies, black-magic stories, psychological thrillers, tales of unease, "grand-guignol" shockers, creepy stories, shudder-pulp fictions, "contes cruels," uncanny stories, macabre fictions and weird tales."--Editor's note, p. ix.
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`Never mind the facts, give me the story, ' was one of Christopher Taylor's favourite sayings. This volume is a tribute to the dynamic archaeologist, a leading practitioner of non-excavational field survey and landscape archaeology, who gained notice through his radio broadcasts, books, teaching, lecturing and continuing education classes. These essays are drawn from his former colleagues at the Royal Commission on the Historic Monuments of England. Through the editors acknowledge that `the subject range goes only part of the way to matching' Taylor's, it is nonetheless impressive
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