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CONTENTS NOVEMBER 1953
PAGE
MYSTIC Magazine
Issue No. 1
EDITORS ART DIRECTOR
Ray Palmer Alfred Bernard
Bea Mahaffey
the evening clothes of the other thing else, something that requires
men in the room. Yet he did not a far greater stretch of the imag¬
seem less dignified because of ination.”
that. The commanding young man
“It can be done,” he was- say¬ turned slightly toward my father.
ing. “The power of the mind is “Your attitude is a commendable
far greater than is generally one,” he said. “At least you shall
realized. I have witnessed tele¬ never be tricked. Yet, I say that
kinesis on several occasions. The both factors exist—luck, and the
subject was kept closely confined, ability to control that luck.”
and yet objects were seen to move “Is that ability due to any
apparently of their own volition.” special powers which most of us
“My own experience has been do not have?” asked my father.
more practical,” my father spoke “No. It is a power in all of us.”
up, and it seemed to me he was “Then you should be able to do
being a trifle sarcastic, for it was it!” The challenge in my father’s
the tone of voice he used when we vpice was obvious, and as before,
children had done something es¬ the tone was somehow insulting.
pecially stupid. “If it were true, “I should,” admitted the young
I should have had very bad luck man.
in several of my establishments. “Then why don’t you?”
Consider the results if my pa¬ “It is a matter more of know¬
trons were able to control the ing how to apply the power than
movements of the dice! Obvious¬ a question of whether or not one
ly they are not able to do so, and has it.”
it is not because they do not try. “You’ve witnessed the power
Every roll is accompanied by the in use, you have claimed. Then
utmost concentration. If the dice you must have some meagre ink¬
Could be disturbed in their natur¬ ling of how to apply it.”
al motion, they would be, I as¬ “Yes.”
sure you.” “Then do it.”
“What about young Fancher, “And if I should, what would
the other night?” asked another of you think of me? Would you re¬
the men, a fat-bellied person whose gard .me as a clever charlatan,
vest sported a huge gold chain or would you perhaps fear me—
that criss-crossed it, and from a for what I might do at your dice
loop of which hung a large elk’s tables?”
tooth. My father laughed aloud.
My father laughed. “Luck! After “Fear you! I fear nothing. Rath¬
all, we can understand luck; er, I think it is you who fear to be
and one such instance—or a doz¬ bested in your argument; which
en—cannot be construed as some¬ you have already been, in my
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All this is but a vague memory hardly because of the lure of find¬
to me now. More than forty years ing gold, as I never had and never
have passed, and it is a thing.I hoped to, but because I was curious
would rather forget. about life, about Nature, and was
But never have I forgotten the continually delving into her mys¬
handsome young man and the teries. In my youth I had grown
way he made the light go out. tired of the city and its ways.
enough, but why go so far afield an absorbed look stole over his
as to say they travel by thought? face. Then, suddenly, the wick in
Aren’t you being just a little bit the lamp drew down, the flame
ridiculous?” went out. I looked at the smoke
He looked at me gravely. “Why rising from the lamp, watched
no. The human mind is a strange it taper out and disappear.
thing. It can do many things not I gripped the chair arms tightly.
generally accepted as possible.” “That’s the second time you’ve
“Have you ever seen it do any done that.”
of these impossible things?” “The second time?”
“Yes. One called telekinesis. "Yes,” I said, the icy chill in
I’ve sat in on groups where ob¬ my spine growing now until it
jects have been caused to move engulfed me in a wave of fearful
by sheer concentration. Dr. Rhine anticipation. “In San Francisco,
says, and has proved by rigid tests, in 1906. In my father’s house.”
that it is possible to dictate the “You?” he eyed me doubtfully.
fall of dice by the power of the “I was only a kid. I watched you
mind.” do it from the landing of the stair¬
I dropped my pipe. As I stopped case—just before the ceiling fell
to pick it up, an icy chill raced in.”
up and down my spine. But when He looked at me wonderingly,
I faced him again, I was calm. and then he noted my tight grip
I said slowly, “If you’ve seen it on the chair. Suddenly he smiled.
done, you must know what you’re “And you’re afraid there’ll be an¬
talking about, and maybe some¬ other earthquake?”
thing of how it’s done?” A long moment I stared at him,
“I have some ideas,” he admit¬ then I relaxed. “No,” I said. “I
ted. never did believe you had any¬
I got up, took down the kero¬ thing to do with that! You may
sene lamp from the shelf and put be able to put out a light by the
it on the table. Although it was power of your mind, but you
bright daylight I lit it with a couldn’t smash a whole city.”
match and replaced the glass. I “No,” he said. “Not I.”
looked at the flame burning
steadily, then looked at him. I LOOKED at his slim, tapered
fingers, seeming strong as
“Turn it out,” I said.
For an instant there was si¬ steel in spite of their delicate look.
lence in the cabin, then he smiled, Then I looked up again at his
and his eyes twinkled. “Challeng¬ eyes.
ing me, eh?” “You should be at least seventy
“No. Just asking.” years old.”
He looked gravely at the light; He nodded. “At least.”
THE HIDDEN KINGDOM 15
For the moment I could not ex¬ of the man who had tried to end
amine the others, for this one my life. He was looking at my
seemed determined in the next mysterious companion, who had
instant to end my life. There risen to his feet, his hand still
was a snarl on his lips. outstretched. Slowly, as we both
He was speaking, but I could watched, he opened his palm, and
not understand his words. I rec¬ there, flattened by the impact,
ognized the language, however. He was the bullet that had been fired
was speaking French. His voice at my head. My companion tossed
was loud and threatening. it at the feet of the frontiersman.
“Non, non,” my companion an¬ “Mon Dieu!” said the French-
swered him.
A sneer curled over the lips Behind him another man
of the man who spoke French. spoke, this time speaking Span¬
Suddenly he lifted the rifle and ish, which I understood. It was
aimed it directly at my head. He the man in the leather doublet
pulled the trigger and I saw, in and pantaloons. “You are a fine
that split second, the sputter and one to call upon the name of God!”
spark of flint. I was a dead man, he said. “It is most inappropriate.”
and I knew it! The remark brought a coarsely
But faster than light, it seemed, musical female laugh, and my
my companion lifted his hand eyes turned toward the woman
and as the roar of the gun shat¬ who stood in the doorway.
tered the silence of the room and “A nice trick, Mr. . . . what’s
a burst of smoke came from the your name?” She spoke in Eng¬
muzzle that obscured everything lish, and she addressed her ques¬
for a long minute, I thought I tion to my companion.
saw his palm intervene between He looked at her calmly. “Al-
my head and the muzzle. cibedes is my name,” he said.
Almost unthinkingly, I rolled The woman lifted her eyebrows,
frantically on the floor, scram¬ and as she did so I noticed that
bled to one side, and lurched to she was quite beautiful, but that
my feet. I stood with my back to her beauty was marred by an
the cabin wall, waiting for the air of hardness that gave harsh
smoke to clear. Unbelievingly I lines to her face, a harshness
realized that I was , unhurt. In that was more characteristic than
spite of the close range, the bul¬ featuristic. “As far back as that!”
let had missed me. How, I could she exclaimed. “Then you must be
not imagine, but it had. from Outside?”
The smoke lifted toward the He nodded briefly.
ceiling and floated out of the door, The Spaniard uttered an ex¬
and I saw first the frowning face clamation of alarm and stepped
18 MYSTIC
mumbled, and my gaze held for a place and pointed it at me. I sud¬
moment oh her dark eyes, her denly went limp, darkness
smooth complexion, her full red slammed over me like a wave
lips, and then traveled down over once more and the last thing I
her white throat, the full curve saw was Estaban’s leather boots
of her half-exposed breasts, and as I fell at his feet.
down over the spangled velvet
dress that draped itself so reveal-
ingly to her form. There leaped
I T was Alcibides’ hand on my
shoulder that wakened me.
into my mind’s eye a duplicate He had regained his senses be¬
of that dress, only casually noted, fore I, and he sat now beside me,
but remembered just the same, looking down at me with an ex¬
as I had seen it... a long time ago. pression of deep thought on his
“What are you staring at?” face.
she asked coyly, with a suggestive “You certainly have a wonder¬
toss of her head. She moved a bit ful access to your memory for
closer to me, took both my arms one so young.”
in her hands, and pressed her “Young? "I’m forty-eight.” I
breasts against my chest. struggled to sit up and stretched
“That . . . dress!” I gasped. my muscles, which tingled strange¬
She frowned, moved back again, ly. Then I looked at him curiously,
looked down at the dress. “What and almost at once with an equal
about it?” Then she smiled again curiosity at my surroundings as
and looked at me. “You like it? two thoughts struck me.
It’s my favorite dress. It’s the He seemed to divine both
one I was wearing when . . .” thoughts. “You’re in our lovely
“When the earthquake ...” I Angela’s ‘flying saucer,’ as those
blurted out before she could fin¬ below us who are seeing it now
ish. must be calling it — and com¬
She looked startled. “How pared to me, you are just a baby.”
could you know that!” “Is that her name?” I asked.
“I was there,” I said hoarsely, My gaze roved around the plain
“when the ceiling fell on you. And metal walls of the tiny room in
Alcibides was there too.” which we were. It was peculiarly
“Alcibides!” Suddenly fright shaped: like a piece of pie with
leaped into her eyes and she half one bite taken from the point of
whirled to the door. Then she it. “Angela. Not very appropri¬
called to the Spaniard, “Esta- ate; there’s nothing angelic about
ban!—catch him before he falls, her.”
and put him into the ship . . .” He smiled. “She’s very sweet,
and in the same instant whipped although a bit misguided.”
the little metal tube from its hiding I stared at him. “Your chari-
20 MYSTIC
tability is quite extreme. Or else the very dress, or rather its very
you are not very observant.” image, she is wearing now. The
“I have looked very closely into reason for that is simple, really.
her heart.” Persons who have passed through
I lifted my hand in protest. “I death often wear either the sem¬
must still be dazed. This conver¬ blance of clothes in which they
sation isn’t making much sense. died, or a counterpart of a favor¬
Let’s go back to the beginning. I ite article of clothing. This dress
think you commented on my mem¬ happens to be both, in Angela’s
ory; why was that?” case. She wears it infrequently,
“You gave Angela quite a scare though, as she prefers to appear
by remembering her.” in her own natural beauty.
“How so? I know she reacted “Death is not what it seems
violently, but was she scared?” to be—it is merely a sort of re¬
“Very much so. You see, when birth. Man has, in actuality, three
you told her you were present bodies: a flesh and blood body,
with me in your father’s house an astral body, and an ethereal
the night she . . .” body. The first part of existence,
“That’s it!” I said excitedly. the flesh and blood existence, is
“That’s what’s been bothering something like a continuance of
me! She was killed that night!” the initial existence in the womb
“Yes. And in the dress you re¬ in which the body is protected
membered.” and developed to the point at
“But how could that be! The which it can survive for itself;
dress, I mean. I refuse even to death is the point at which the
think about her being dead, be¬ astral body is separated from its
cause quite obviously she is not. protective "flesh body—actually as
Nor is she over seventy, as she’d much a ‘birth’ as the initial birth
have to be, if she was one of the from the womb.
young ladies present that eve¬ “That is what happened to An¬
ning.” gela. She exists today, every bit
“I’ll explain it all to you; but as real as when she lived in her
ask no questions until I finish, or flesh body, on what mystics are
your bewilderment will only pleased to call the astral plane.
grow.” These words are misleading, as
“Go ahead,” I said. the astral plane is not strictly a
“First, Angela is very much location, but merely the Earth
alive, as you’ve noted, which is itself, sometimes coincident with
almost as disturbing to me as it the surface on which fleshly hu¬
is to you. But just the same, she mans live, sometimes above it,
was killed in your father’s house to varying heights, and some¬
over forty years ago, wearing times below it. You might say
THE HIDDEN KINGDOM 21
Hoab, 9,000 years ago, who over¬ “We do not even know if my
came a powerful and evil false friends got our message,” he said.
god in this place, and liberated I fell silent and continued to
more than a thousand million cap¬ watch the magnificent decora¬
tives enslaved in the empire of the tions on the cavern walls as We
false god. He built a new empire, passed. Gradually the cavern wid¬
and his capital city was the most ened, until suddenly it debouched
beautiful ever erected in this upon an opening that I did not at
plane. I believe that we will enter first recognize as an incredibly
this city in a few moments.” extensive and lofty cavern. Above
“You use the past tense,” said me was a hazy blueness that al¬
Estaban suddenly, from his posi¬ most seemed to be the blue of a
tion in the prow of the floating night sky; until I saw the im¬
shell on which we rode. “The city mensity of rocky crags far over
is beautiful still, even if much of my head. ^Straight ahead the
it has fallen into ruin.” blueness was lost in mist, at a
“That is good,” remarked Al- distance which must have been
cibides. more than a hundred miles. But
Estaban frowned at him. directly before us, and below, as
“What do you mean?” though in a huge valley, was the
“I mean it is good that you most wonderful spectacle I have
have a sense of beauty. I am much ever seen.
encouraged.” It was a city—but what a city!
“We are not as primitive as you Arranged in a gigantic pattern
might think,” said Estaban. “You I first identified as a six-pointed
will not be enslaved as were the star, and then realized was really
minions of the empire that Hoab a pair of triangles interlocked,
defeated. But all the same, you was a city almost thirty miles
will find that escape is impossible. in extent, all built of what seemed
Nor can you be rescued. Every to be marble of the most beauti¬
road leading to the city is im- ful hues and quartz and crystal¬
pregnably guarded by new weap¬ line formations that resembled
ons which we have set up superior nothing so much as tremendous
even to the weapons of the an¬ jewels—diamonds, rubies, ame¬
cients.” . thysts, agate, emeralds and opal.
“I fully realize your scientific The buildings were faery, soar¬
development,” said Alcibides. “I ing things; massively impressive
am sure it is sufficient to accom¬ piles; tiny, delicate bowers. Some
plish what you say.” were in perfect states of preser¬
My heart sank at his words. vation, others fallen into majes¬
“You don’t seem very hopeful of tic ruins. Here was a combination
rescue?” of teeming, living city and loom-
THE HIDDEN KINGDOM 27
heavily.
The doors swung open, and we
A NGELA beckoned us for¬
ward now, and we walked to
walked through them. On the op¬ the base of the pair of thrones.
posite side of the room beyond “Alcibides,” she said. “You
was a pair of thrones, heavily came from Outside. Would you
draped with crimson and gold care to explain the reason for
hangings. On one of the thrones your visit, and whether or not
sat a man in purple knee-length you have any companions?
velvet trousers, buckled shoes, and “I have no objection, dear girl,”
a soft white shirt. At first glance said Alcibides. “Perhaps if you
I knew him for the man he was, will listen to my story, it will in
Napoleon himself. Then my some small measure sway you to
glance slid to the other throne a new way of thinking.”
and I stopped dead in my tracks. “I doubt it,” she said. “But go
. There, leaning gracefully with on. We’re listening.”
one elbow on the arm of the He turned a moment toward
throne, her chin resting calculat- Napoleon. “While you listen, per¬
ingly but carelessly upon her haps it would be well for you to
half-closed fingers, was Angela. remember an event in your own
The light from the crystal win¬ Earthly life—the battle of Water¬
dows that lined two sides of the loo.”
great room fell softly in gleam¬ Napoleon looked at him calmly.
ing highlights on the whiteness “I have never forgotten it. And
of her body, unadorned except for you’re quite correct—I’ll not make
the cascade of her hair which the same mistakes again. If what
tumbled about her shoulders. you have to say makes sense, I
Beside me I heard Alcibides’ shall take it as good advice.”
soft but all too audible voice. “Do “I expected you would,” Alci¬
you think now that she is ill- bides. ' “But to answer your ques¬
named?” tion, Angela, the reason for my
I felt my face flush crimson visit should be well known to you.
as I saw that she had heard. I It has been the custom, for age
half turned to Alcibides and whis¬ upon age, since the beginning of
pered fiercely. “She could do more the Earth for those of us who have
than paralyze me for this!” gone into the Outside in the serv¬
He grinned at me, the first time ice of the Creator and as helpful
his smile had ever assumed that brothers to those who are to fol¬
homely quality. “No. She is a low after us, to return periodically
woman. And besides, I have to assist as much as we can toward
looked into her heart.” He paused the ultimate goal for which you are
an instant, then added: “And I all striving.
have looked into yours.” “My visit, this time, is a pre-
THE HIDDEN KINGDOM 29
salvation for the Earth. Today it on your own terms, with your
is not a comet, but an unforseen own weapons. But never has the
scientific advancement on the Brotherhood come armed with
lower planes, a gaining of knowl¬ anything except the power of the
edge never before attained ex¬ Eternal. Never have we come ex¬
cept on the Outside. cept with open hands and with
“There are three ways in which love. Never has such power been
you can use your knowledge: defeated by mere science and
You can do as you now plan, and the control of the elements of
invade the corporeal plane, de¬ destruction.”
stroy all the living from their “Never have you been met with
fleshly abode, and take for your that science!” exclaimed Napo¬
own the domain that has never leon. “I think that you assume
been intended for the world of too much. But listen, Alcibides!
the spirit, assuming to yourselves We have no intention of attacking
the garb of flesh that will deny the Brotherhood. We have no de¬
you access to the higher realms, sire for the Outside. It is empty;
mayhap for thousands of cen¬ it is nothing. It is the ghost of a
turies; or you can strike out to¬ ghost. The Earth is big; more
ward the Outside, battle the than big enough for us. After
power of the Almighty, and be more than seventy thousand
shattered as completely as you, years but a small fraction of it
Napoleon, at Waterloo; or, finally has ever been inhabited, or even
you can take your mighty science explored. We can inhabit it for
and restore order in the thousands millions of years without exhaust¬
of hells that war and the cruelty ing ever new places to abide. But,
and savagery of man have cre¬ if we allow the process of repro¬
ated in the past hundreds of years duction to go on interminably
since last we of the Brotherhood at its ever multiplying pace, even
restored peace. the huge Earth will become
“Which will it b,e?” crowded. That is what we pro¬
Napoleon sat for a moment pose to do; destroy the Tree of
silently on his throne, then he Life so that we can stabilize the
spoke. “You speak of us as infer¬ present population. Once we have
iors,” he said, “and yet you admit done that, then we will have all
that we have attained to a science the time we need to perform the
hitherto unknown except on the task you say we are capable of
Outside. Doesn’t that make us doing. It is true that we are
equals? Does it make sense that capable of it—but you assume
you assume we will be beaten in that we will not do it! You are
a struggle between us?” wrong. When we have achieved
“Perhaps not; if we met you the first and most important goal,
THE HIDDEN KINGDOM 31
the stabilization of the Earth’s pop¬ from her throne, leaning forward
ulation, then we shall go into now, her beautiful hair falling
every last corner and restore all over her white breasts. “This man
to sanity, peace, happiness, and who has come with Alcibides—
everlasting enjoyment. if he is what I think, then perhaps
“Where is there a Paradise the Brotherhood is already aware
which cannot be duplicated of our plans.”
right here on the Earth? Where Napoleon looked at me curi¬
is there more space than we have ously. “What do you think he is?
here to perform all that we re¬ All I see is a youngster who has
quire? Why should we venture come to us prematurely.”
into a vague unknown, the true “Is he? He recognized me from
nature of which has never been a meeting one night, the night I
proved to us—in fact, may be a was killed in the San Francisco
trap and a snare; an enslavement earthquake, a meeting at which
clever and concealed beyond be¬ Alcibides, in another guise, was
lief? also present. I have not discovered
“I say let the Brotherhood mind which of that group he was, but
their own business! Let them stay if he was one of them, then he is
Outside. We don’t want them here. not what you see, a youngster who
But if they do come, then I promise has come here prematurely.”
you more than a comet will strike “Ask him,” said Napoleon.
them!” Angela looked at me. “There
For a long moment there was is something vaguely familiar
silence, then Alcibides sighed. “I about you, but I can’t remember.
knew in advance what you would Why do I have this feeling? Who
say, yet my heart would not let me are you—or who were you?”
be still. I had to present my case I looked at Alcibides, and he
to try to dissuade you from the smiled. “Tell her,” he said. “Don’t
great crime of cutting off the distress the young lady further.
river of Life.” Too much anxiety may make
“And I have listened,” said Na¬ ugly lines on her lovely face.”
poleon. “Go now in peace to your I looked . at Angela, then
quarters which I have provided shrugged. “I was not where you
for you. I cannot allow you to could see me, that night. I was on
leave the city, for by your own the landing of the stairway, peer¬
admission the Brotherhood will ing down while you discussed what
not come to Earth for some time I called magic, watching while
yet, and I do not propose that Alcibides turned out the lights.
those plans be changed. When I was only a boy of seven .. .”
they do come, it will be too late.” Angela leaped to her feet, and
“One moment,” spoke Angela in that instant I had to admit
32 MYSTIC
GO VISIT
YOUR G RAVE
A Story of Reincarnation
and the Problems it Brought to Three People
ized with you fortune tellers so that reached for the money. After he
if the customer checks with an¬ had gone she dAsted the bill for
other he will get the same answers. prints and let the scanner read
I know the whole thing.” them. ...
“And therefore you don’t believe
in soul transmigration,” Madame A LFRED CARTER spied Fran-
. cine Ford in a booth near the
Olga said. “But I do. I believe its
story is in the fingerprints of a rear of the cafe. He went back and
person. I’ve learned my own past slipped into the seat beside her.
history, and found confirmation in “Hi, Francy,” he said.
— other things. But you didn’t “We’re both early,” she- said.
come here to let me convince you. “I came early in the hopes I
Why did you come?” would get a minute or two with
“I want you to help me play a you before Bill came,” A1 said.
trick on a friend of mine, Madame “Why did you come early? For
Olga. And I want you to pass the the same reason?”
word along to your fellow seers —r- “You ask because you hope it’s
just in case he decides to check up. so,” Francine Ford said, smiling.
There’s fifty dollars in it for you.” Then she frowned in concentra¬
Madame Olga hesitated, looked tion and seriousness. “We’ve been
at him strangely. “What do you brought up to psychoanalyze our¬
want me to do?” selves and others continually — to
“His name is Alfred Carter. I’ll trap our unconscious desires and
be with him when he comes in. motivations out into the open —
Maybe somebody else too. But and be skillful enough when we
you’ll identify him from his prints. want to conceal our motives from
What I want you to do is tell him others to do so. I’ll be entirely
he’s the reincarnation of someone frank with you on one thing, Al. I
who died right here in Los Angeles believe I could marry either you
and is buried in a grave at a ceme¬ or Bill tomorrow and be quite sure
tery here so he can go see his own of a successful marriage. And that’s
grave!” the trouble. I could, but neither of
“I see. Do you have anyone par¬ you could—until you’ve finished
ticular in mind?” your competition and one of you
“N-no one in particular,” Bill has won me decisively.”
Myers said. “I want to make it Carter nodded. “And the loser
good though. Could you make it a knows he has lost because oi his
convicted murderer?” He took out own iaults. I believe you’re right,
his billfold, extracted a fifty-dollar Francy. Come to think of it, I
bill, watching Madame Olga’s re¬ would be disappointed in you
actions. somehow if' you suddenly chose
Although aware of his stare, she either of us out of a clear sky, but
GO VISIT YOUR GRAVE 41
“I’ll pay the two bucks for Francy’s 2031, which makes you twenty-
fortune.” four years old on your last birth¬
Bill concealed his triumph un¬ day, September eighth. You are a
derneath a scowl of protest. “That car salesman, fairly successful, and
isn’t what I meant. I’ll pay for all are in love with a young lady
our fortunes if you’re determined whom you’re not sure of. There are
to go through with this nonsense. dark clouds in the crystal ball, sig¬
You must believe in the stuff.” nifying trouble connected with this
“You’re the one who seems young lady . . . perhaps tragedy?
afraid of it,” A1 said. .. . that lies in the past.” She look¬
“Stop it!” Francine Ford said. ed up at Al questioningly. He
“We’ll go in. But I don’t want to shook his head. She looked down
be first.” at the crystal ball again, frowning..
“We’ll see what hogwash this “Yes. It’s in the past and also the
Madame Olga hands out to Al,” future. To get the meaning of the
Bill said. future we must go deeper into the
They went across the street and past, to previous incarnations, for in
entered the feebly lit waiting room. this way we can understand your
A bell somewhere tinkled musical¬ karma.” She fumbled under her
ly. Curtains parted, and a voice in¬ shawl and appeared to meditate.
toned, “Please enter.” Suddenly her expression was trans¬
Madame Olga sat behind her formed with surprise. Al, watching
table, an eight-inch crystal ball be¬ her very intently, felt sure the sur¬
fore her, an astrological chart on prise was genuine. Bill felt instant
the wall behind her. The “custom¬ admiration of her acting ability.
er’s chair” faced her directly, too “This is very unfortunate,” Mad¬
heavy to be moved easily. ame Olga said. “I don’t like to give
“Sit down, please,” she said, unhappy readings.”
pointing to the chair, “and place “Go ahead,” Al said. He licked
two dollars in the golden tray.” his lips.
Al looked questioningly at Fran¬ “Very well. I see a man. He is
cine, then boldly sat down. The you, Alfred Marvin Carter, but in
chair was designed in such a way your last incarnation. I can see his
that it was natural to place his death. He is in a room devoid of
hands in the proper position with¬ furniture, in a chair not built for
out doing so consciously. comfort. There are straps around
Madame Olga, seeing his hands him. He looks at a window through
placed where the scanner could which faces are staring. Pale, seri¬
read his fingerprints, concentrated ous faces. He breathes deeply. Sud¬
on her crystal ball. “You are Alfred denly his head droops limply. He
Marvin Carter,” she said. “You is dead. This was on October four¬
were born in Billings, Montana in teenth, of the year 2029. And his
GO VISIT YOUR GRAVE 43
midnight, tonight Full moon . . .” ing the data about him that Mad¬
“Awrrrh!” Bill growled, defeated ame Olga had given, in almost the
and a little angry. same words.
the reincarnation of her husband, lost sight of the fact that we’re a
who had killed himself. Why? Was royal flush. Inevitable, when you
it remorse at having killed me and consider all the, possible groups of
framed A1 for it? It must have three or four people. But supersti¬
been. Why did you kill me?” tions are built on things like this.
Bill’s lips worked, but no sound “How did it begin? Bill loves
came out. Francine and wants to win her, but
“This is getting us all worked I’m his rival. Francine is obviously
up,” A1 said. “Let’s calm down a waiting for one of us to show some
bit. Let’s go someplace where we admirable or the opposite quality
can get a drink and relax and think so that she can definitely make up
this thing out.” her mind and be satisfied she’s
her face flamed red, giving the lie Al, wielding the flashlight, mere¬
to her words. She calmed herself ly chuckled. “We should have col¬
and went on quietly, “You are in lected Madame Olga,” he said.
the trap, Bill. If I reject you, you “Then we could have a showdown
will believe it is for that reason, all the way around, tonight.”
when it will be because you used “Why don’t we go get her?”
unethical methods to gain an ad¬ Francy said, pausing.
vantage over Al.” “Why should we?” Bill grum¬
“And I used an unethical ad¬ bled.
vantage myself,” Al said. “I pointed “That’s right, why should we?”
it out to you behind his back. We’re Al said. “If our destiny’s in the
all in the trap. How are we going stars, and this is a rendezvous with
to get out of it?” Destiny, she will be here.” He made
“We could go our separate ways it sound like handwriting on the
and forget about it,” Francine said, wall.
her eyes bleak. Francine gasped and looked
Al smiled gently. “That violates ahead into the darkness as though
the first principle of psychology. It more than half expecting to see the
would warp each of us for the rest shawled figure of the fortune teller.
of our lives. We have to resolve Even Bill caught himself peering,
this situation completely or we’re and turned his head away with a
sunk, and we all know it.” short breath of exasperation.
“But how?” Bill asked. The very They went on in silence, the
desperateness of his voice showed flashlight an evil eye showing them
how firmly it had gripped him. the way ahead, until they reached
“First,” Al said, a mirthless smile the turn.
on his lips, “the cemetery. We’re “Five tombstones north,” Al said.
going to walk right into the teeth The flashlight counted them and
of — our insanity.” settled on the fifth; They went
T HE nightwatchman became
cooperative for five dollars.
slowly toward it until they could
read the words on it. The name:
HAROLD PRESCOTT WILSON.
He located the three graves in a “Here’s where your body lies,
directory and loaned them a flash¬ Bill,” Al said.
light, keeping his curiosity to him¬ “What do you mean — my
self. body?” Bill said angrily. “It’s a lot
“It’s spooky,” was Francine’s of crazy nonsense!”
diagnosis of the full moon and the “Is it?” Al said. “Methinks thou
graveyard. protesteth too much. I wonder
“What will this accomplish?” Bill what thoughts went through your
grumbled, his anger still gnawing head just before you killed your¬
at him. self. The futility of having mur-
48 MYSTIC
dered Francy, and framing me for “Are you sure?” Al said. “A part
it?” of your mind must have been
“Stop it, Al!” Francy said sharp¬ aware of leaving fingerprints on
ly. “That isn’t fair!” that money you gave Madame
“But it is,” Al said, “and you’ll Olga. It hid it from you, trapped
see it before the night’s over.” you. Why? If your whole being had
Before the night’s over! The wanted success you wouldn’t have
thought hung suspended above the made any mistakes.”
tombstone darkness, a deeper “The fundamental law of psy¬
shadow than all the rest. chology,” Bill admitted.
“Try and remember. Bill,” Al “And true,” Al said. “One of the
said patiently. “Surely you can re¬ surest ways of trapping your sub¬
member . . . dying?” conscious out into the open is to
“Damn you, Al!” Bill said. analyze your mistakes, your pat¬
“Stop it!” Francy said, “or I’ll tern of forgetting.” They had been
march out of here and refuse to moving slowly forward. “Ah. Here’s
speak to either of you again!” my grave,” Al said.
Both men relaxed a little. The stone was a cheap marker
“I think my grave is next,” Al with the name, PHILIP STRONG,
said. “Shall we go see it?” on it
“This is crazy,” Bill said. “Our “I wonder,” Al said, “if I knew
even being here is crazy.” the truth when I died in the gas
“Is it?” Al said thinly. “It was chamber for a crime I didn’t com¬
your idea. Remember? Only, in the mit? Did I know you had framed
original version of your farce you me? I could have known and been
were to be securely perched in the unable to do anything about it.
knowledge that it was all a fake, The law had convicted me. Only
and I was to be cringing before the I — and you — knew that the evi¬
Great Unknown. I wonder from dence was framed. I wonder if I
what region of your unconscious died — bitter? Or did I believe
the formative causes of that idea that somewhere, somehow, in a
came?” brighter better world, the wrong
“I know where I got the idea,” would be righted? That’s karma
Bill said. “I read a magazine ex¬ you know.”
pose of fortune tellers and got the Francine spoke. “Shall we visit
idea from that.” my grave?” she asked. “I think it’s
Al directed the flashlight along time. My watch says one minute to
the row of tombstones absently. midnight. I feel the urge to stand
“And what did you want to do?” on my grave in the moonlight.
“Isn’t it obvious?” Bill snapped. Surely I must have been a witch —
“I wanted to make you look like a to inspire the murder urge ip a
sap so Francy would choose me!” man.”
GO VISIT YOUR GRAVE 49
They continued down the row. husband returns to her from the
The tombstone was an ornate one grave after all these years and she
with little cherubs on it. The name treats him like that?”
was there. MABLE FARMER. “Isn’t it natural?” Al said. “He
Francine stood in front of the was a murderer twice over, having
stone, looking at it, obviously con¬ framed Philip Strong.”
scious of standing directly above “Suppose Philip Strong actually
the body six feet below. murdered Mable Farmer?” Francy
“I wonder why I was murdered,” said. “No—don’t interrupt. I want
she said softly, as though only to to paint a picture. Suppose Harold
herself. “How awful it must have Wilson (Bill) loved Mable Farm¬
been, to die that way. Was I shot, er, and Philip Strong (Al) killed
or strangled in a fit of rage? Was her. That would make the picture
I someone who deserved being somewhat different Harold, over¬
murdered? Or was I an innocent, in come by grief, marries Olga who is
someone’s way?” She nodded to in love with him. But he doesn’t
herself. “Yes, we should have get over loving Mable. Maybe he
brought Madame Olga. She must comes to believe if he had done
know the truth.” She turned slowly things differently Mable wouldn’t
and faced Bill and Al. “The truth have been murdered at all. From
about the past, I mean.” that it would be an easy step for
“She’s already told us,” Al said. him to accuse himself of her death
“She told us what she believes,” as he disintegrated mentally to¬
Francy said gently. “But is it neces¬ ward the moment of suicide. Olga,
sarily true? What are the facts? not having his love, would react
Philip Strong was executed for by hating him. She would come to
murdering Mable Farmer. Harold believe in her twisted mind that he
Wilson married Olga Bancroft had killed himself to escape her—
shortly after Philip Strong was con¬ be with his loved one beyond the
victed of that murder. They lived grave. And that pattern fits more
together as man and wife, then accurately to the present pattern."
Harold Wilson killed himself. Did “But it doesn’t!” Al said. “Bill
he tell Olga he murdered Mable, or tried to frame me into the position
did she come to that conclusion he’s now in! Karma works itself
herself? Did he kill himself be¬ out — if you want to believe in
cause of a guilty conscience — or karma. He framed me last time. He
because he was unbalanced by tried it again and this time I turned
some great grief? Let’s analyze it against him.”
Olga’s reactions. Hired by Bill, she “No,” Francine said. “That does¬
turns the tables on him, having n’t fit all the facts. Let’s go back.
identified him with her dead hus¬ You warned me that Bill might
band. Isn’t that significant, that her have some plan to put you in a
50 MYSTIC
disadvantageous light, and told me planned it. You left the magazine
you would play him along and see with Bill. In a dozen subtle ways
what it was. That statement was even you weren’t aware of you
designed to prejudice me in your built up the idea in him to the
favor from the start. 1 recognized point where it emerged into con¬
that and kept it in mind. I even sciousness. When the time was ripe
told you I recognized your motive. your unconscious mind let the right
And after we left Madame Olga’s things come to the surface to trick
you let slip that you had read a Bill. You didn’t make a single er¬
book lately on fingerprints and re¬ ror. Bill did. Why did his uncon¬
incarnation. But it was Bill who scious mind make him leave his
got the idea for showing you up — fingerprints on the money? Be¬
he hoped. He got it from reading cause it didn’t condone trickery
an article. Where did you get the and was determined to expose his
article, Bill?” trickery and make him honest
“A magazine named Fate,” Bill again! Another basic aspect of psy¬
said, puzzled. “I probably still have chology.”
it around the house. In fact I know “Are you sure your thinking isn’t
I do. I kept it.” becoming prejudicial?” Al said
, “But you can’t remember how quietly. “There’s another aspect of
you got the magazine?” Francine this testing. You yourself might be
asked. “That in itself is peculiar. found undesirable — to both of us.”
Did you buy it at some stand? Is “The final reaction, Al,” Fran¬
it a magazine you subscribe to?” cine said, smiling. “A threat reac¬
“No. I’d remember that. I didn’t tion.”
buy it. Somebody must have given “I didn’t mean it that way. Nor
it to me or brought it to my apart¬ did I mean any of this cemetery
ment and left it. Probably that. I stuff to do anything more than
would remember if someone had . . .” Al let his voice drift off,
given it to me. It’s a magazine I’d frowning.
never read before.” “Bring our hidden unconscious
“You left it there, didn’t you motives into the open — where
Al?” Francine said quietly. they are now,” Francine said. “So
“Not intentionally,” Al said, in the end your total action results
stony-faced. “In fact, it must have in exposing your falsehoods to
slipped out of my pocket. When I yourself as you’re conditioned to
got home it was gone, and I had do. We all are.”
been several places including “What about the fingerprint evi¬
Bill’s.” dence?” Al said. “You don’t believe
“There are no accidents!” Fran¬ any part of me knew about that!”
cine said sharply. “Don’t you see? “No. It could be chance, like get¬
Deep in your unconscious you ting a royal flush in the first hand
GO VISIT YOUR GRAVE 51
Sditonally Speaking
(Concluded from page 5) ,
I TRAVELED IN A
FLYING SAUCER
Here is the story of a California airport
worker, whose experience is one of the
strangest we’ve heard regarding the saucers.
Ever since Kenneth Arnold first brought the flying saucers to the na¬
tion’s headlines, we have heard stories that have startled us with their
unusual nature. We all know how the armed forces have investigated,
how they have first claimed there was truth in some of the reports, and
then claimed there was none—until we have grown dizzy trying to keep
up with their changes of opinion. Because of this strange policy, the gen¬
eral public has been divided into two groups—the group which scoffs at
the existence of the mysterious disks, and the group that believes they
exist. Of the latter group, there are, again, two divisions—those who be¬
lieve they are interplanetary, and those who believe there is a mystic
explanation. Mr. Angelucci is one who says they fall into both classifica¬
tions—that they are from space, from other worlds, and that they are
also of a mystic nature. We want you-to read his story, as he told it to
Mr. Vest, and judge for yourself as to what is the basis for his experience.
Whatever you think, one thing is sure, Mr. Angelucci has had one of the
strangest mystic adventures we have ever heard recounted. He declares
it to be true.
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t.. I’m going to call a doctor.” Lawn Drive where I had seen the
I put my arms around her and discs. There in the loose dirt I
drew her to me. I just wanted to found the deep skid marks the tires
feel her close and for the moment of my car had made Friday night.
to try and not think of what I had Seeing those skid marks where
been through. The mind and nerv¬ I had gunned my car in panic to
ous system can stand only so get away from the eerie spot reas¬
much. sured me of the reality of my ex¬
She looked up and pleaded with perience. I was more convinced
me to tell her what had happened. than ever that I had been in con¬
But I could only whisper, “To¬ tact with beings from another
morrow— maybe tomorrow, Mae, world.
I can tell you ...” Monday night I went back to
Finally we got to bed, but it was my swing-shift job at Lockheed. It
almost dawn before I finally drift¬ felt good to be back at work again!
ed into a kind of half sleep. The friendly banter, laughter and
Nearly all day Saturday I spent jokes of my co-workers were just
in bed. The shock of that fantastic what I needed.
experience was so great that I Outside of my family I told no
found it difficult to get back to ac¬ one of that first experience as I
tualities. I kept having the strange knew I would be ridiculed. In fact
feeling that the every-day world I even at home very little was said
knew ^ras a phantom world inhab¬ about the saucers or my experience
ited only by shadows. for the subject upset my wife and
It was not until Sunday that I filled her with apprehension so
could bring myself to tell my wife even the boys refrained from talk¬
what had happened to me. Frank¬ ing much about the saucers.
ly, I wondered if she would think But when I was alone I thought
I had lost my mind. Thus it was long and often about those incredi¬
with a sense of relief I heard her ble beings from that other world.
say, “If you say it happened like The voice had promised, “We’ll
that, Orfeo, I believe you. You’ve contact you again, Orfeo.” Thus I
always told me the truth. But this wondered when they would get in
thing frightens me — and you look¬ touch with me again and how? Had
ed so deathly white when you came they meant soon — or would it be
months or even years? These and
I could only put my arms around hundreds of similar questions clam¬
her as I replied, “I guess it scares ored in my mind.
me too, Mae.” I wondered if I was under con¬
Sunday afternoon I took my stant observation by them. If so,
twelve year old son Richard and then I at first thought that through
drove back to the spot on Forest telepathy I could signal them to
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made of a sort of ethereal mother- deeply and found the air cool and
of-pearl stuff, iridescent with soft, fresh. Vaguely I wondered what
exquisite colors that gave off a soft was going to happen next.
light There was no sign of life — Then I thought I heard a far¬
no sound. And the room was entire¬ away, soft, vibrant humming sound.
ly empty except for a huge reclin¬ At first it was almost inaudible,
ing chair directly across from the but it grew to a steady, lowpitched
entrance. It too was made of that hum that was more like a vibration
same translucent shimmering sub¬ than a sound.
stance — a stuff so fine that it did¬ Next I was aware that my body
n’t even appear to be material seemed to be sinking more deeply
reality as we know it into the soft substance of the
No voice spoke, but I received chair. I felt as though a gentle
the strong telepathic impression force was pushing against the en¬
that I was to sit in the chair. In tire surface of my body. It was a
fact a kind of force seemed to be peculiarly pleasant sensation that
impelling me directly toward it. As put me into a kind of semi-dream
I sat down I marveled at the tex¬ state.
ture of the material. Seated there¬ As the humming sound increas¬
in I felt suspended in air, for the ed slightly I noticed that the in¬
substance of the chair molded it¬ terior of the room was darkening
self to fit every slight curve or as though a heavy shadow had
movement of my body. passed from the dome engulfing
As I leaned back and relaxed, the room in a twilight. As the light
that feeling of peace and well-being diminished I began to grow ap¬
intensified. Then a movement drew prehensive. Suddenly I had the
my attention toward the entrance. realization of how alone and help¬
I saw that the walls appeared to be less I actually was. For a bad mo¬
noiselessly moving to close the ment I was on the edge of panic in
aperture. In a few seconds the door the tightly sealed, darkening room.
had vanished and the room was ap¬ Then ... I heard music. It seem¬
parently sealed with no indication ed to be coming from the walls. I
that there had ever been an en¬ just couldn’t believe my ears when
trance. I recognized the melody as my.fa¬
The closing of that door cut me vorite song. I wondered, how did
off entirely from the outside world. they know my favorite piece? The
For an uncomfortable moment I song was “Fools Rush In,” and it
felt lost to my family and friends. brought back- tender memories. As
But almost immediately a warm, I listened the panic faded for I
pleasant glow passed over me giv¬ realized how safe I was with them,
ing me once more that feeling of who knew my every thought,
peace and security. I breathed dream and cherished hope!
64 MYSTIC
and receivers; then as a huge three- in what way they had mastered the
dimensional television screen on terrific pressure and temperature
which, through some sort of tele¬ changes so that I was never con¬
pathic contact, it was possible both scious at any time of variations in
to see and hear. And now I saw either? And their motive power —
those same discs apparently used what was the fantastic secret of
as motive power for the vast sky those green fireballs? Possibly they
ship. It was my guess that just such were vortexes of magnetic power
a power-plant had shot the very which operated almost silently and
craft I was in a thousand miles out with astounding efficiency. What a
into space in a mere matter of min¬ wonder world their planet must be,
utes and without any discomfort to I thought as I gazed in awe at the
me. It was clearly evident that all crystalline dream-ship passing from
of the bewildering and insurmount¬ my line of vision.
able problems of space travel that Slowly then the room turned
baffled our engineers and scientists back toward the left and the Earth
had been overcome by these beings appeared once more with its shim¬
to such an extent that the entire mering rainbow halo. Dimly I
trip into outer space was as simple could make out the faint outlines
as a ride in an elevator. of the Western Hemisphere in
I wondered if they had discov¬ varying shades of deep misty blue.
ered the secret of resisting gravity Also I could see faint puffs of light
with its counter force; if not, then scattered here and there which I
by what other means had they con¬ judged to be the larger cities of the
quered or neutralized gravity? I North American Continent.
remembered that Earth’s scientists Two flying saucers darted into
believed that a man in a space ship my line of vision and sped down¬
would be absolutely weightless and ward toward Earth. Just as abrupt¬
apt to float about. I lifted my hand, ly they decelerated and hung sus¬
let it drop to the arm of the chair. pended in space as pinpoints of
I detected no difference in gravita¬ light As I was wondering about
tional pull from what I would have them I heard the voice say that one
felt on Earth. Thus I realized that was over Washington, D. C. and
they must have created an artificial the other over Los Angeles. Los
gravity in the floor of the craft. Angeles — the word echoed
I wondered too how they had strangely in my consciousness as I
overcome the menace of lethal cos¬ gazed at the faint brush of light
mic rays, meteors, sky debris, etc. that was a great sprawling city. I
Surely my ship carried no tons of tried to remember that Los An¬
lead shielding scientists declared geles was my home, but it seemed
necessary for adequate protection only vaguely familiar — a place
from cosmic rays. Also, I wondered remembered somewhere in time.
TRAVELED IN A FLYING SAUCER 67
“Tonight, Orfeo. you have ex¬ kind is a deeper knowledge and un¬
plored a tiny way into the limitless derstanding of their own true na¬
highways of the cosmos. Through tures and a greater awareness of
your own efforts the road may later the life-and-death problem facing
be widened for you. Tonight you them. Whether they shall survive
an entity of Earth have come close upon Earth — or perish to begin
to the Infinite Entities. For the again anew! This has happened in
present you are our emissary, Or¬ the past and it is possible for it to
feo, but you must act! Even though happen again!
the people of Earth laugh derisive¬ “But now it is time to go home
ly and mock you as a lunatic, tell again, Orfeo.”
them about us!” I was aware again of the gentle
“I will ... I will,” I whispered push of my body against the cush¬
haltingly knowing that everything ioned chair. Far away I could feel
I said was heard by them even as more than hear the pulsing vibra¬
all my thoughts were known to tion beneath the floor. I realized I
them. was being taken back down to
The voice continued “Tonight a Earth.
privilege has been yours, Orfeo. We In an incredibly short time the
love the children of Earth and it is wall opened and I saw the familiar
our desire to help them as the hour surroundings outside. Reluctantly
of crisis approaches. But only I got up from the comfortable chair
through such harmless ones as you and left the strange craft. In a daze
can we work. I walked away from it; then curi¬
“The aggressive men of Earth ously turned to look at it from the
want our scientific advancements. outside once more. But it was gone.
For these they would shoot our I looked up and there it was high
crafts from the skies — if they in the sky faintly visible as a kind
could. But additional scientific of fuzzy luminous bubble. Then
knowledge we cannot give to Earth, suddenly it was not there at all,
as much as we might like to — not but high in the northeastern sky I
even the simple key to the secret saw a red, glowing disc which
of magnetic power. For man’s ma¬ changed to green and then van¬
terial knowledge has far outstrip¬ ished.
ped the growth of brotherly love For days afterward I was be¬
and spiritual understanding in his wildered, confused and found it
heart. Therein lies the danger. To difficult to become interested again
add to man’s scientific knowledge in my work and daily life.
now would be as foolhardy as giv¬ I began telling people about my
ing matches to a thoughtless child experiences as they had requested
in a room filled with gun powder. me to do. But everyone,laughed at
All that we can hope to give man¬ me. Several newspapers printed de-
68 MYSTIC
YELLOW FIRE!
Now it’s yellow fireballs. At first series of lights, twelve in number,
they were green. At Marion, N. C., in red, green and yellow. At Se¬
both Air Force personnel and quoia National Park, yellow fire-
civilians saw a brilliant yellow fire¬ bells 1000 feet in diameter caused
ball, which winked out, then was all the switchboard plugs at head¬
Replaced by a diamond-shaped quarters to fall out.
International
Edition
ADDRESS-
CITY_ZONE_STATE-
LEAGUE OF THE LIVING DEAD
This is your wife, whom you have just buried, standing before
you; it is really so, for her fingerprints prove it. But she is a
stranger! Some thing has stolen her body!
Can a thing like this really happen? Can a dead body be inhabited
by another entity? All through the dim mists of time there have
been stories of the dead coming back to life—coming back as per¬
fect strangers to those who knew and loved them. Are these just
stories, or is there some basis for truth in them? And if they are
true, just what is it that happens? What is a zombie, in actuality?
What is a werewolf? What is a vampire? Are they not only differ¬
ent manifestations of the same thing? Is there room in science for
the horrors that many hold superstitiously to be true?
Illustration by Eberle
71
72 MYSTIC
T“^ ARBARA had been dead for The hair in the page-boy bob;
It'S seven months when Martin the crystalline blue of her eyes;
* M saw her in the little club on the smooth, almost perfectly hemi¬
Forty-second Street. spherical curve of her breasts; the
He was on his seventh doiible- tilt of her brows— Every inch of
bourbon-and-water, and his eye¬ her was Barbara. A man doesn’t
sight, poor as it was, was consider¬ live with a woman for eight years
ably better than his critical judg¬ and not know her—not even when
ment. He squinted his eyes to get he’s boiled to the ears.
a better look. None of the trio at the booth no¬
She was toying with a half-emp¬ ticed him at first. Martin was a
ty glass and staring in rapturous six-foot two-hundred pounder who
concentration at the six-piece com¬ filled a tux nicely and could quite
bo which was permitting its drum¬ obviously handle himself in an
mer the ecstasy of a rhythmic emergency, but the dance had just
grand-mal seizure. Across from her ended, and the people milling
sat two men; the one on the outside around him as they came from the
was tall and saturnine, the other floor were doing a pretty fair job
somewhat shorter and wider across of camouflaging him.
the shoulders. The little group didn’t see him
Martin was immediately stab¬ at all until he placed his hands
bed with twinges of jealousy. The carefully on the edge of the table,
leaned over, and said: “Honey,
fact that his wife couldn’t possibly
whatinhell are you doing here?”
be there meant little to him at the
moment; the fact that she was It was an inane thing to say. It
there with somebody else did mean wasn’t the thing you really ought
a great deal. to say to a woman you know is
He decided he had to have a dead. But somehow, Martin could¬
closer look. He poured the remain¬ n’t think of anything else to say.
der of drink number seven down She turned those blue eyes on
his throat, and made his way to¬ him with a look that carried no
ward the bar. On the way, he sign of recognition.
would have to pass the booth She said: “I beg your pardon? I
where she sat. don’t think—?”
By the time he had arrived at Martin just stood there, weaving
the booth in question, his resolve to and baffled, as the whole enormous
go to the bar had dissolved into the insanity of the situation flooded
vague mists of some ethanolic over him. The last hastily-downed
Limbo. There was no longer any drink began to hit him, and his
doubt in his mind that the woman . sight spun kaleidoscopically.
before him was Barbara. The girl’s voice said: “Gregor,
LEAGUE OF THE LIVING DEAD 73
he’s sick. Call a waiter or some¬ ing out of the night before. He’d
thing. Who is he?” emptied it and put it in his pocket.
“Never mind,” said the taller of He looked at it without touching
the two men, “I’ll help him. Come it, trying to get the light just right.
along, friend.” Sure enough, the e were smudges
“Here, chum,” came the other on it. Impossible to tell whose,
man’s voice, “have a drink.” though.
“Give him mine,” said the girl, But he knew how to find out.
“then get him in a cab.” He picked up the phone and
Dimly, Martin felt a glass being dialed.
pressed into his hand, and he hasti¬ When the police switchboard
ly emptied the contents into his answered, he said: “James Martin
stomach. Then the world went here. Give me. Lieutenant Dono¬
away on a blue-gray fog. van, Homicide.” He waited a mo¬
ment.
W HEN he woke up the next
morning, he was in his own
“Hello, Donny. Jim. Look, can
you get out for a cup of coffee? I
bed, fully dressed except for his don’t know how important it is—
shoes and coat. He felt exactly as yet. Okay. The usual place in half
he deserved to feel. an hour.”
A double Bromo, a half-pint of He hung up and began to dress.
tomato juice, two cups of coffee, Donovan was already waiting
and three cigarettes later, he felt for him in the Child’s restaurant
well enough to get into the shower just off Times Square. He sat down
without having to sit down. in the booth, and said: “Donovan,
All the time, his mind was boil¬ you know me, don’t you?”
ing. Had it been Barbara, or had¬ The little detective looked at
n’t it? Logically, it couldn’t be. Bar¬ him over his coffee cup. “Well, the
bara was dead. He had been with face is familiar, anyway.”
her the night she died. “You know what I mean. As a
And he had held her hand, cry¬ lawyer, I’ve always played it
ing, until it was as cool as the chill square with the cops, and with
atmosphere of death itself. you especially. I want to ask you
Martin towelled himself until his a favor—unofficially—and I want
skin tingled, and walked back into your word that you won’t say any¬
the bedroom. thing about it.”
That was when he saw the Old Donovan peered at him from
Fashioned glass sitting on his slate-gray eyes. “Marty, you know
dresser. I’d probably cut my own throat
He knew instantly that it was for you—but not without a reason.”
the glass Barbara had been drink¬ Martin looked at him for a mo-
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McElhiney, you can tel} Sean that Martin shook his head, word¬
James Martin is a man he can lessly.
trust with his life.” “Neither do I. There is no such
With that, he stepped out the thing. Everything in this universe
door, closing it behind him. operates according to the natural
Martin blinked. Somehow, laws of this universe. We may not
things seemed to be happening know all those laws, but they exist,
too fast for him. What was all nevertheless.
this incredible nonsense? Vaguely “Now, Donovan wouldn’t have
he heard the girl’s voice talking brought you here unless there was
over the interoffice phone, then he something definitely queer about
realized she was talking to him. your case. Something that seems
He wrenched his mind back into supernatural. I don’t handle any
the room. “I beg your pardon?” other kind of case. So, regardless
of how silly it may sound, I’ll listen
“I said,” she smiled, “that Mr.
to what you have to say without
O’Brian will see you now.”
calling for the nearest psychiatrist.
The inner office was similar to
Okay?”
the outer in style. Along one wall
Something clicked in Martin’s
ran a monstrous bookcase filled
brain, and the fog that had seemed
with books of every description; it
to cover it vanished, washed away
looked as though Sean O’Brian had
by the matter-of-fact attitude of
made a point of collecting a rep¬
Sean O’Brian’s speech. Martin re¬
resentative sample of every type
laxed.
of book published since Gutenberg.
“Okay, here it is. Last night, I
O’Brian himself was a tall, mus¬ was in —”
cular young man with light brown
Martin went over the whole
hair and deep-set blue eyes. He
thing again, trying to remember as
waved to a leather upholstered
best he could exactly what had
chair before the desk.
happened. As he did, Sean
“Sit down, Mr. Martin.” O’Brian’s eyes began to narrow,
Martin sat, not quite knowing and a deep inner excitement began
how to begin telling his reason for to light them.
being there. It suddenly occurred When Martin had finished,
to him that he really wasn’t quite O’Brian said: “About that glass—
sure why he was there. did the girl hand it to you?”
O’Brian seemed to sense Mar¬ “Uh—no; the man, I think. ’The
tin’s fuzzy state of mind. tall one.”
“Mr. Martin, before you begin, “Mmmm!” Sean seemed to find
let me ask you a question. Do you a great significance in that state¬
believe in the supernatural?” ment.
LEAGUE OF THE LIVING DEAD 77
ment or two, he saw her face in the together. It didn’t work; she missed
mirror. She was watching him. every one of them.
James Martin was a criminal Martin was so intent on his
lawyer with a brilliant record in character analysis that it took him
the courtroom; in other words, he the better part of two hours to
was an actor who did his best work realize that her conversation did
under strain. He turned to her, have one definite goal. The spark
smiling. was missing from her small talk;
“Hello. I thought you looked fa¬ there was none of Barbara’s usual
miliar,” he said smoothly. “I want wit and brilliance. This Louise, as
to apologize for my behavior last she called herself, simply didn’t
night.” have any originality in her think¬
ing. But, in spite of all that, he
She returned the smile. “It was
nothing, really. You seemed to could see where she was leading.
think I was someone you knew.” She was about as subtle as a
Her look was suddenly calculating train wreck.
and watchful. He couldn’t help himself. The
“Did I?” He looked innocent. “I girl had none of Barbara’s brains,
must really have been boiled. I but she did have Barbara’s body or
don’t think anyone else could look a reasonable facsimile thereof. And
like you.” the Scotch helped, too.
Her face softened. “Thank you.”
TT was well after four in the
“May I buy you a drink?”
“Why, yes, thanks.”
JL morning when he woke up in
the hotel room. His head ached
After the drinks were ordered, and his tongue felt fuzzy, and it>
she looked up at him coyly. “Let’s took him a few seconds to realize
go over to the table. I don’t like to
what had awakened him.
talk at a bar.”
The door had closed. He looked
He followed her over and pulled around. The girl was gone. In spite
out her chair for her. of his head, he jumped up and
The perfect gentleman, he grabbed his pants. The wallet was
thought. So far, he was doing fine, still there, undisturbed. He dressed
but he hadn’t learned anything. If quickly, eased the door open and
this woman was Barbara, she was looked down the hall toward the
doing a better job of acting than elevator. The door was just sliding
he’d thought Barbara capable of. shut.
He hoped for a while that she’d Martin ran toward the stairway
quit acting when they were alone and went down them at a rate that
at the table; he kept throwing her would have broken his neck with
the straight lines to some of the one misstep.
pet jokes he and Barbara had had The girl was just going out the
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lobby door when Martin reached Then it hit him. The face be¬
the lobby. There had been two longed to the little leathery-faced
things in his favor: she had had to man who had been taking the
wait for the elevator, and there green pills in the bar.
were only three flights of stairs to “Sit up,” the little man said, “and
run down. take these.” His hand held three
He followed her to the street at white tablets.
a more leisurely pace. The street “What are they?”
was pretty well deserted at that “Fifty milligrams of thiamine
hour, and he didn’t want to attract and two aspirins.”
attention. He took them and washed them
He didn’t notice the car pull up down with water from the glass
to the curb behind him. In fact, he the little man handed him.
had no idea that there was anyone As the pain began to subside,
around but the girl until something Martin began to take in his sur¬
slammed hard against the side of roundings..
his head. He was lying on a slab of mar¬
ble in a large room. Around the
itT X THAT shall we do with walls of the room were a series of
V V him?” said a voice. panels about two and a half feet
“Seal him up until he dies. Then square. He recognized where he
he can join us,” said another. was. It was a morgue.
“We must hurry, then; It is late. Each of the panels concealed a
Soon the sun will be up.” drawer within which, presumably,
Martin heard the words vaguely there lay a body.
and tried to say Something, but all He looked at the little brown
he could get out was a groan. When man. “Who the devil are you,^and
he did, somebody kicked him in the where are we? And why did you
head again and he went back to slug me?”
sleep. “Didn’t slug you. Here.” He pull¬
The next time he woke up, there ed out a billfold and spread it
was a light shining in his eyes and open. The card within said:
a face looming over him. He tried IBRIM GROME
to focus his eyes, but the pain in Special Investigator
his head rose to a crescendo and he Sean O’Brian Agency
had to close his eyes. Grome popped a green pill into
“It’s about time you came his mouth and continued. “You’re
around. How do you feel?” in a morgue. I followed you when
“Ooooh! Lousy.” Martin opened you left the bar with the girl. Fol¬
his eyes again and looked at the lowed you out of the hotel. Knew
face. It was familiar, but he didn’t she’d leave before dawn. Saw you
quite place it at first get slugged. Followed their car
LEAGUE OF THE LIVING DEAD 81
two of them grabbed the blonde You’ve spent most of the time
woman’s hands, completing the cir¬ asleep. Not that I blame you. After
cle. two clouts on the head and the
The old man cut the lights, and shock of what you saw — plus too
the room was plunged into dark¬ much Scotch, you’ve got a perfect
ness. right to pass out. But you’d better
There was nothing to see at first, get a grip on yourself.”
but gradually a blue glow appeared. “I feel okay.” Oddly enough, ex¬
It seemed to come from the blonde cept for a tender spot behind his
woman’s body Slowly, it bright¬ right ear, he did feel okay.
ened until the whole- room was “I had a doctor in here to look
filled with the weird blue light. you over,” Sean explained. “He
Then, quite suddenly, the glow gave you a glucose injection. You
faded, seeming to sink into the hadn’t eaten all day.”
woman’s body. There was silence Martin sat up on the bed. Ibrim
for a moment, then the lights went Grome was seated across the room
on. putting a green pill in his mouth.
The blonde was sitting up on “Chlorophyll,” he explained. “Hali¬
the table! tosis, y’know.”
Everything seemed to go hazy Sean handed Martin two sand¬
for Martin after that. He was wiches and a glass of milk, and
vaguely aware that the things were Martin realized suddenly that he
dressing and leaving one by one. was starving. As he wolfed them
He had sense enough to close his down, the Irishman began to ex¬
eyes when the old man opened the plain.
door to the cubicle he was in, but “I’ve been after this bunch for
he only partially heard the com¬ over a year now, but I didn’t know
ment about his dying soon. any way to lay my hands on them.
For the fourth time in twenty- Stupid as they are in some ways,
four hours, he passed out cold. they’re pretty clever at hiding out.”
like form and fly. It attacks the liv¬ cadaver to be re-impregnated after
ing by sucking the blood, and, in death.”
the process, the victim becomes an¬ Martin lit a cigarette with hands
other vampire. that were still shaking a little. He
“If that were really the case, looked up at Sean when he had it
vampires would have overrun the going, and asked: “How come this
Earth long ago. They would mul¬ disease hasn’t spread fast enough
tiply by geometrical progression; to attract attention?”
one becomes two, two becomes Sean frowned. “Well, as I said,
four, four becomes eight, and so on. most people are immune, and it re¬
“Obviously, this hasn’t taken quires intimate contact with a dead
place. Why?” carrier to get it even if you are sus¬
He paused, but the question was ceptible.”
rhetorical; he took a drag off his Martin closed his eyes and shud¬
cigarette and went on. dered.
“The vampire per se is what O’Brian went on. “Just exactly
might be called an electronic virus; how they manage to manipulate
,a web of semi-intelligent electrical the body after death, I don’t know.
force; an energy disease. It has no There are certain definite changes
sex — you noticed the way those in the metabolism; the sebacious
things call each other ‘brother,’ glands of the skin dry up, for in¬
whether the body they happened stance. Remember that glass? The
to inhabit was male or female — woman’s fingerprints were on it,
the method of reproduction is simi¬ but the man’s weren’t. He’d been
lar to that of a colony of bacteria. dead too long.”
Given a suitable medium, it can “What about the warm liquor?”
reproduce and grow. Martin wanted to know.
“In this case, the medium hap¬ “They can’t stand extreme cold
pens to be a freshly-dead human — and to them, ‘extreme’ means
being. Not just any corpse, either; anything below about forty degrees
it has to be prepared by a partial Fahrenheit. Another thing they
invasion before death. Most people can’t stand is ultraviolet radiation;
are immune to the disease. You it disrupts their electronic co-or¬
are, for instance, or I wouldn’t have dination and puts them into a
sent you after your — after the girl. coma. That partially accounts for
“The result’s the same as that their purely nocturnal activity.”
from radioactive poisoning, though Martin shook his head. “After
the physiology of the disease is a this, you’ll have me believing in
bit different. But when the body werewolves, ghouls, ghosts, lepre¬
dies, the pre-invasion virus dies, chauns, troll, bogey men, and
too, making it necessary for the things that go boomp i’ th’ nicht. I
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“I’m going, too,” he announced. good that some human will do you
Sean and Ibrim looked at each in.
other for a second, then Sean said: “And as for ghouls, you have ab¬
“Come ahead, then.” solutely nothing to worry about on
Ten minutes later, they were in that score. They are a branch of
O’Brian’s car, heading for Brook¬ genus Homo that split off from the
lyn. main stream of humanity several
hundred thousand years ago and
Martin, in the back seat, took a
became carrion feeders. They’re re¬
drag off his cigarette, inhaled deep¬
lated to Homo sapiens in the same
ly, and said: “I’ll be afraid to go
way that the vulture is related
out after dark from now on. I’ll
to the eagle. Homo necrophagus
never know when some werewolf
would be the scientific name.
or ghoul is going to jump me.”
“They don’t bother living people
“Nuts!” snorted Grome. at all. Why should they? Their di¬
“It doesn’t work that way, Mar¬ gestive systems require that the
tin,” said O’Brian. “A werewolf is flesh be dead for a good long time;
as human as you or I — or nearly fresh meat is as inedible to them
so. He can change his body a little as rubber is to you.
— as far as the skeletal structure “It’s much easier to buy steak
will permit. But that doesn’t make at the bucher shop and let it lay
a killer out of him. There are a around for a few weeks than it is
good many werewolves who don’t to go prowling through cemeteries
even know they’re any different at night. Besides, embalming ruins
from anyone else. a body. Do you like formaldehyde
“They don’t change to wolves, in your filet mignon?
you know; their bones aren’t plas¬ “Oh, they’d eat human flesh all
tic. Hundreds of years ago, a few right, if it were available, but, when
of them would make themselves you come right down to it, what’s
look hideous to frighten the local wrong with that? They aren’t
natives in order to gain power. The strictly human, so it isn’t cannibal¬
religion of ancient Egypt was ism. And besides, what good is your
started by just such a group. That’s body to you after you’re dead?
where the Egyptians got those gods “You don’t consider maggots,
with the animal heads. saprophytic fungi, hyaenas, vul¬
“But today, most of them are tures, and other such scavengers
just as law-abiding as you or I. who keep the earth clean to be
I’ll admit they’d have a better evil villains, do you? Then why
chance to get away with it, but un¬ worry about ghouls?”
less you get one sore at you, you’re Martin thought it over in si¬
not likely to get killed by a were¬ lence. Put like that, it sounded log¬
wolf— the chances are just as ical, all right. And he could see
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why such people would keep them¬ in. That’s when we’ll hit them.”
selves hidden from the rest of hu¬ Suddenly, Ibrim Grome’s face
manity. Human beings, ert masse, appeared in the window. “We’re all
were still savages. The minorities set, Ibrim. We’ve ' got the place
— ghouls, et al — would be wiped boxed.”
out by Homo sapiens quickly. If Martin jerked his head around.
human beings found such slight Ibrim Grome was still in the front
differences as color and religious seat. He looked back at the man in
beliefs enough excuse for violent the window, and realized that the
persecution, what would they do to faint glow of light from the street
a different species of the same lamps had led him astray. Al¬
genus? though the man had the same dark,
The car was speeding across the leathery face and the same smoky
Brooklyn Bridge, weaving through black eyes, he could see that it was
the light traffic under Sean not exactly the same face.
O’Brian’s cool guidance. Another similar face appeared
It took them nearly ten more behind the first. “Are we ready to
minutes to get to their destination. go, Sean?”
he got to the upper landing of the to make sure nothing was happen¬
fire escape, he found that he could ing out there.
see the street and the morgue Then the vampires began to re¬
building behind equally well. turn. In groups of two or three,
The door of the morgue was they came out of the darkness,
open, and Martin could see one of spoke in hushed tones to the guard¬
the vampires sitting inside. He rec¬ ing Gregor, and climbed into their
ognized him as one of the men coffins. Martin turned his head to¬
with whom Barbara had been sit¬ ward the street, and he could see
ting that first night in the bar—the several of them walking toward the
one she had addressed as “Gregor.” mortuary. They probably took
The vampire was evidently acting taxis to some spot a block or two
as a lookout and guard. from the place and walked the rest
For several minutes, nothing of the way so that they wouldn’t
happened. Then, without warning, attract attention.
two figures converged on Gregor Barbara was one of the last to
from the blackness outside the arrive. She was wearing an eve¬
lighted area. ning gown that showed off her
There was a short scuffle, and curves to perfection. Martin shud¬
then the two little brown men dered again.
dragged Gregor out into the dark¬ Finally, the last of the horrors
ness. Martin had seen that one of had come home. Martin began to
the little men was carrying an ul¬ worry. Gregor’s job, presumably,
traviolet lamp. Evidently, it had was to set the time lock on the
put the vampire into a coma. doors after all the vampires were
“asleep” and then climb into his
Martin could see almost nothing
own drawer. If Sean and his men
outside the illuminated area
didn’t attack pretty soon—1
around the open morgue door, so
But Gregor didn’t set the time
for a while he couldn’t be sure of
what was going on. lock; he didn’t even close the
morgue door. Instead, he stepped
Then, astonishingly, Gregor
outside and waved his hand. It was
walked back into the morgue and
getting lightex now, and Martin
took his seat as though nothing had
could see that there were several
happened!
dozen of the little men who looked
Martin almost blew the whistle so much like Ibrim Grome running
before he realized that the detec¬ toward the building.
tive and his men must have every¬ Gregor let them all into the
thing under control or they would morgue, closed the door behind
have warned him by this time. them, and walked away, leaving
Again Martin waited, casting an Grome and his friends in sole pos¬
occasional glance toward the street session of the building.
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weird situation was taking place. Was it his earthly shell that he saw
His body was tilting forward, mov¬ in bed?
ing from the horizontal to the ver¬ As a nuclear technician, trained
tical. In another moment he found in scientific realities, he was in¬
himself standing on the floor of clined to reject this thought He
the room. felt as solid and alive as he ever
He was trying to digest what did. It was impossible to believe
had happened when he felt his that he could be dead. Yet the fact
paralysis leave him. His sense of that there were two of him was
sudden freedom was exhilarating. something he could not explain on
The tugging sensation at the back a normal, physical basis.
of his head remained, but he over¬ Feeling suddenly that he had to
looked this in his relief at being talk to someone about what had
able to move his limbs. happened to him, he turned and
He turned toward the bed from hurried toward the door. Vince
which he had so inexplicably float¬ Halleck lay sleeping in the next
ed— and stared in wild disbelief. room. He would awaken Halleck,
The bed was not empty. A sleeping obtain proof that this was not just
figure lay in it — a young man, an unusually vivid dream. Or
leanly muscular, with blunt, boyish worse, that —
features and thick, tousled brown He halted in stunned surprise.
hair. He had been striding toward the
The man was himself! There door, his hand reaching for the
were two of him. knob. Now he stood in the dormi¬
Stretching froin himself to his tory hall — and the door was still
double in the bed Dunn saw what closed. He had not opened it but
appeared to be a palely glowing had passed through it as if it were
cable. This seemed to issue from no more solid than fog.
the forehead of the sleeping figure A sense of disaster weighted
and the other end, as far as-he Dunn’s mind as he continued to
could determine, was fastened Halleck’s room. He swung his
somehow to the back of his head. knuckles tentatively against the
The presence of the cable at that door — saw his hand disappear to
spot evidently explained the tug¬ the wrist through the apparently
ging sensation he had experienced. solid panel. In despairing resigna¬
Eyes riveted on his double in the tion he pressed forward. Nothing
bed, Dunn tried to organize his impeded him as he stepped into a
whirling thoughts for an explana¬ dormitory room similar in size and
tion of what this incredible situa¬ furnishings to his own.
tion meant. What possibly could Vince Halleck’s stocky form lay
have happened that there should quietly in bed and as Dunn ap¬
be two of him? Had he — died? proached he discovered that Hal-
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leek was fully dressed. That was Bending over Halleck’s sleeping
strange — but it was just one of figure, Dunn reached out to shake
several strange things Dunn had the man’s shoulder. His hand met
noticed about Halleck in the past nothing solid. It was as though he
week. grasped at a phantom, an illusion.
Ordinarily Halleck was friendly, As a last resort Dunn shouted into
talkative, as efficient a worker as Halleck’s ear.
the efficient nuclear devices he “Vince! Vince! Wake up!”
helped to build. But lately he had Under ordinary circumstances
taken to speaking little, even to the sheer volume of his voice would
avoiding his intimates at the lab¬ have startled the heaviest sleeper
oratory. In his work he had lost his into waking. But Halleck gave no
sure touch, become fumbling and slightest indication that he had
uncertain. heard.
What was worse, Halleck had Dunn clenched his fists in sud¬
started drinking. Liquor was for¬ den rage at his helplessness. Was
bidden on the laboratory grounds. there nothing he could do to gain
Men who worked on nuclear wea¬ attention? Was he doomed to re¬
pons needed a clear head and main unseen, unheard, unfelt — a
steady nerves. Yet Halleck evi¬ nonentity inhabiting Halleck’s
dently had been smuggling whis¬ world yet excluded from it in some
key into the dormitory. Dunn had baffling way?
learned this just that evening when A sudden flicker of motion drew
Halleck had invited him to his his attention back to the bed. He
room for a drink. stared as he saw what appeared to
Dunn had accepted, hoping to be a pale radiance rising from Hal¬
draw Halleck out and learn what leck’s body. In another moment he
was responsible for the change in realized in amazement that the ra¬
him. He hadn’t been very success¬ diance had the outlines of a human
ful. Halleck merely had explained form — th^t it was, in fact, a body
that he had grown tired of the rising from the body on the bed.
laboratory routine. But it would The glowing replica floated
pass, he had insisted. It was noth¬ smoothly upward in a horizontal
ing serious. position. When some five feet
Dunn had had two drinks, but above the figure in the bed it slow¬
from there on things were hazy. He ed, hung suspended for an instant
could not remember having gone and then began to teeter up and
to bed. He saw that he wore slacks down along its length. Abruptly the
and a sport shirt instead of paja¬ floating shape descended feet first
mas and he recalled now that his to the floor and stood motionless,
double in bed had been similarly turned partly away from Dunn.
dressed. Dunn involuntarily had retreat-
THE ASTRAL EXILE 95
ed from beside the bed almost as was cleared up, but at the same
soon as the first strange manifesta¬ time another was created — what
tions took place. He had not yet had become of Halleck’s other self?
had a direct look at the features of The saturnine-faced man was
the entity which — strangely like studying Dunn from narrowed
a butterfly from a cocoon — had black eyes. The humor had faded
emerged from Halleck’s sleeping from his expression, leaving it hard
form. But recalling his own experi¬ and alert.
ence, Dunn took it for granted that “I see that you are quite con¬
the entity was Halleck. scious — and that you comprehend
The figure turned as if deliber¬ . . .‘certain things,” he said in a
ately to confront Dunn. It now ap¬ quiet voice which yet carried a dis¬
peared quite substantial — as sub¬ tinct overtone of menace. His
stantial as Dunn felt himself to be words had an oddly foreign flavor.
— and like the figure in the bed “Who are you?” Dunn demand¬
it was fully dressed. But with a ed. “What were you doing in Vince
numbing shock Dunn saw that the Halleck’s body—crazy as that may
emergent entity was not Halleck sound?”
after all. The grimly smiling, sat¬ The man bowed slightly. “Per¬
urnine face that swung toward him mit me to introduce myself. I am
was that of a complete stranger! Colonel Leon Borchov of the Pan-
Madness piled upon madness, Slavic Union, secret agent, scien¬
impossibility upon impossibility! tist, explorer—and student of the
Dunn no longer was certain that he occult.”
was not experiencing a nightmare. A cold wind seemed to touch
What he had witnessed did not jibe Dunn. A colonel ... a secret agent
with being fully conscious. It did —and this was 'Elm Center, one of
not jibe with logic — even the logic the largest nuclear research lab¬
of this eerie disembodied state. For oratories iq the country.
though according to that logic it All possible precautions were
was possible for a person to have taken at Elm Center to prevent es¬
two forms—one material, the other pionage or sabotage by agents of
immaterial—it was impossible that the Pan-Slavic Union—yet Bor¬
the immaterial form of one person chov had penetrated every defense.
could inhabit the material form of Dunn’s insides knotted as he
another. thought of what Borchov. might
But it did explain certain things have learned—of the opportunities
about Halleck — his withdrawal he’d undoubtedly had to blow Elm
from his friends, his drinking, his Center sky high. Masquerading as
strange clumsiness on the job. A Halleck, of course, nobody would
stranger had been inhabiting Hal¬ suspect him.
leck’s earthly shell. That mystery Dunn’s eyes sharpened on Bor-
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“I still don’t get it,” Dunn said. render atomic weapons useless. My
“What benefit is there in taking astral agents will spr< • j: along
over another man’s body?” the atomic network of the United
Borchov said coldly. “You cer¬ States to nuclear weapons stock¬
tainly cannot be as stupid as you piles in allied nations. We will pen¬
seem. At present your technically etrate directly into your govern¬
advanced but politically bumbling ment, cause strife and confusion.”
nation enjoys unquestioned leader¬ Borchov’s voice rose exultantly.
ship in the development and manu¬ His sharp features were twisted in
facture of nuclear weapons. This, a Satanic smile. “And nobody will
frankly, has been a strong deter¬ suspect. We will move unseen and
rent to certain military plans of the unheard. Discarnate, we will glean
Pan-Asian Union. every secret, every fact of organ¬
“The only solution was for the ization and leadership. Incarnate,
Pan-Asian Union to ferret out your we will take physical action. We
scientific secrets and thus match will constitute an astral fifth-col¬
your progress in atomic research. umn, the like of which the world
Using physical spies for this pur¬ has never known. We will be in¬
pose has proved unsuccessful. Your vincible. For while our enslaved
government has learned to protect physical shells .can be destroyed,
its secrets well.” we ourselves are indestructible,
Borchov’s black eyes glittered free to seek out and take over other
with sudden emotion. “The Pan- shells!”
Asian Union might have been Dunn felt sick. What he had wit¬
doomed to disintegration as a re¬ nessed already told him that Bor¬
sult of its inability to end the stale¬ chov’s plan, however incredible it
mate. Then I, Leon Borchov, found sounded, could very well succeed.
the answer! Through my knowl¬ And only he knew about it. Only
edge of the occult, I showed how it he could do something to defeat it.
was possible not only for the Pan- A deadly calm settled over
Asian Union to obtain the secrets it Borchov. Studying Dunn from lid¬
needed, but also to sabotage the ded eyes, he said softly, “You are
entire atomic program of the wondering why I have revealed all
United States. this to you. You are even casting
“The solution, of course, is to use about for some way to interfere
astral rather than physical espion¬ with my plans. I have taken no
age agents. But in addition my risks with you, for in your ignor¬
plan is to obtain control of the ance of occult matters you are
bodies of technicians in certain key harmless. As an astral there is no
centers in all atomic laboratories. way in which you can communi¬
At the proper time these captive cate with those on the physical
technicians will destroy reactors. plane, except through a certain few
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psychically developed and experi¬ thing here the Pan-Asian agent had
enced persons. Any others would overlooked, something Dunn could
regard you as a mere ghost—and a use to gain the whiphand, even if
mad one at that.” momentarily?
Borchov smiled thinly. “But Abruptly Dunn remembered his
you will be given no opportunity physical counterpart in the next
to communicate with anyone. For room. If he could don his earthly
although in astral form it is impos¬ form as one dons an overcoat, he
sible for you to be killed, it is pos¬ could spread an alarm—not the
sible nevertheless for you to be... nightmarish tale of what had hap¬
psychically incapacitated. In some pened to him and what he had
this amounts to amnesia, in others learned, but a logical story that
catalepsy or coma—even madness. logical men would accept.
In any case, I shall see that you He could explain, for instance,
are in no position to be dangerous that he had discovered Halleck
to me.” was a spy. There were witnesses who
Dread surged in Dunn. He was could testify that Halleck had been
at a serious disadvantage here, only acting strangely. The laboratory
partly grasping principles and ef¬ authorities would act instantly, for
fects which Borchov understood espionage was a thing they under¬
out of a deep, evil wisdom. He did stood, a menace that hung con¬
not know what force the man could stantly over their heads. Halleck
use against him, but Borchov ap¬ would be locked up for investiga¬
peared grimly confident of his abil¬ tion—and Borchov would lose his
ity to carry out his threat to ren¬ physical vehicle. Before he could
der Dunn helpless. obtain another Dunn would have
That must not happen, Dunn everyone at the laboratory watch¬
told himself desperately. Somehow ing everyone else for some strange
he had to fight back. Somehow he word or action. Hints of an espion¬
had to warn others of Borchov’s age network would spread the
scheme. Everything depended on alarm to other laboratories and
him—the freedom of millions, the Borchov would find himself com¬
very course of civilization. Only he pletely blocked. Halleck, of course,
could keep totalitarian barbarism could be cleared later without
from closing down over the nation much difficulty.
he loved. These thoughts shot through
The knowledge filled him with Dunn’s mind as he tensed himself
an electrifying urgency. He was for a dash that would carry him to
suddenly, lividly aware of the his physical body in the next room.
room, of the furnishings in it, of But before he could move a devel¬
the distance that separated him opment took place that footed him
from Borchov. Was there some¬ to the floor in surprise.
THE ASTRAL EXILE 99
Two men stepped through the realizing that it was more urgent
closed door. One of them was a now than ever that he reach his
complete stranger to Dunn, but body in the next room. He used the
he recognized the other as a ma¬ surge of violent energy to send
chinist named Tony Radek. The himself leaping toward the wall
way the newcomers had passed that separated him from his goal.
through the solid door made it evi¬ Dunn heard startled shouts in
dent that they were astrals. his rear. The wall loomed before
Borchov nodded at Radek. “You him and then was gone as he pass¬
have done well,” he said. He turned ed through it without hindrance.
his attention to the other man. “I His physical counterpart lay
trust that you made the trip here with closed eyes in the bed as he
from the embassy without compli¬ had left it. Hurrying up, he won¬
cations, Shevkin.” dered suddenly how he would be
The man nodded. “It is because able to enter.
you have prepared me well, Col¬ That problem unexpectedly was
onel Borchov. I am ready for the solved for him. As he approached
next step in the plan.” to within several feet of the figure
“Good.” Borchov said. “We will he once more felt the powerful tug¬
take that step in just a moment.” ging at the back of his head. At the
He glanced at Dunn. “No doubt same time what seemed to be a
you and Radek are acquainted. It magnetic force gripped him and
was he who made it possible for me lifted him off his feet. Again' he was
to take over the physical form of aware that he was rigid and float¬
your friend Halleck. He is one of a ing.
group of agents who have been He was guided directly over the
carefully trained for this task. As motionless form in the bed, lower¬
for Shevkin, he is a nuclear expert ed down toward it—and suddenly
who will now take over Halleck’s dropped. Astral and physical merg¬
body.” ed into one—and in the instant of
Borchov paused, his lidded black merging Dunn found himself in
eyes surveying Dunn in sudden hell.
mockery. “That means I must It was as if he had been dropped
move to another physical habita¬ into the body of a man who first
tion, of course. It will interest you, had been driven violently mad and
my young friend, to know that I who now was being burned alive. A
have chosen—yours.” maelstrom of pain caught him and
Dismay and then fury swept whirled him crazily through an
Dunn. The thought of Borchov endless abyss of nerve-shattering
clothing himself in his own flesh horror. Demons shrieked obscenity
was hateful. He fought back an im¬ at him with the voices of thunder.
pulse to throw himself at the man, He was swept by holocausts of
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He screamed for escape, for re¬ Abruptly Borchov extended his
lease—and despaired that it would arms stiffly toward Dunn. A faint
ever come. But as suddenly as if he radiance flashed from the tips of
had stepped from darkness into his rigid fingers. Something like a
light the torment ceased, the fright physical blow struck Dunn and
vanished. He realized dazedly that sent him staggering back. He was
he was rising into the air, gyrating fighting to keep his balance, dazed,
as he did so to the accompaniment when the force struck him again.
of a strong tugging at the back of It had the impact of a club and yet
his head. it was a psychic thing that battered
And then, sick, weak, unuttera¬ at the very foundations of his mind.
bly shaken emotionally, he found He fell to hands and knees. Pain
himself on his feet, swaying, some flamed along his nerves and his
distance from the bed. The motion¬ head seemed filled with a coruscat¬
less figure in it gave no hint of the ing darkness. Yet one thought re¬
inferno locked within its flesh. mained clear — he couldn’t go
Dunn heard a shout of laughter. down. Too much depended on him.
He turned to see Borchov watch¬ He had to keep Borchov from car¬
ing him in derisive amusement rying out his plan.
from across the room. Behind the With a tremendous effort of will
Pan-Asian agent were Radek and Dunn pulled himself erect. Again
Shevkin. the psychic club smashed at him—
Borchov laughed again. “I can and again. It battered at conscious¬
see that you had quite a surprise, ness and sanity with sadistic vio¬
my heroic young friend. What you lence. Dunn reeled, fell. And then
experienced was the special state he was spinning, without thought
of hypnosis in which I placed your or feeling, through a black infinity.
physical body. I set up conditions, His astral form vanished from
you see, that made it prudent for the dormitory room. For to this
your astral self to vacate the prem¬ foitan only consciousness supplied
ises—conditions also that would reality. Walls were no barrier and
prevent you from resuming occu¬ floors gave support only because
pancy.” consciousness expected it. Without
Borchov’s sharp features hard¬ consciousness was . . . space ... a
ened. “You have given me consid¬ drifting . . .
erable difficulty—a fact which I do Light came mistily through the
not quite understand. But I shall blackness around him and swiftly
now see to it that you are rendered grew stronger. A distant murmur
unable to interfere further with my of sound swelled to a steady roar.
plans. Certain forces on the astral Dunn was suddenly and sharply
THE ASTRAL EXILE 101
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not neglected, not left to work
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Nobody walks alone . . . no¬
body walks alone. The girl’s
words rang like music in Dunn’s
mind. Their message gave him a
warm, exultant feeling. He had
felt horribly alone, lost, ma¬
rooned, shut away.
The girl was studying him.
“How much have you . . . forgot¬
ten?” she asked. “Do you remem¬
ber your name? Mine is Alicia
Taylor.”
Dunn made a frowning effort
at recollection, but the memory
he sought eluded him. All he ob¬
tained was the image of the man
with the high cheekbones and
slanting eyes. He felt a new surge
of the urgency connected with that
face.
He shook his head at Alicia.
“I can’t recall my name—but I
do remember some things.” He de¬
scribed the man with the slanting
eyes. “He did something to me—
something that made me forget.
I know he’s a spy and that I have
to warn the authorities about
THE ASTRAL EXILE 107
him.”
“Those at the station may be
able to help you,” Alicia said.
“We’re almost there.”
They reached a tall office build¬
ing and Alicia led the way through
the glass entrance doors. They
passed impalpably through a
crowd of business men and office
workers emerging from an eleva¬
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beckoned Dunn into the car.
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“This suite of offices is leased
by a group of psychics,” Alicia
remarked. “It’s the busiest place
in the whole building, but the
physical people here don’t know
that.”
They entered a crowded recep¬
tion room. All those present were
astrals, Durin saw. Alicia spoke
to a woman at a desk, describing
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Lips tightening against his teeth, serving my activities. Therefore
Dunn melted through the door. I have made certain preparations.
A giant fist smashed at him. He Observe!”
went rolling across the floor. Now Dunn discovered exactly
With a frantic rallying of the what was wrong. The body in. the
strength that had been trained bed was wired lightly at head,
into him, Dunn threw off his wrists and ankles to make what
shock. As he scrambled to his appeared to be an electrical * cir¬
knees he saw Borchov poised cat¬ cuit The wires led to two boxes
like beside the bed. Dunn saw beside the bed — one evidently a
that his pa jama-clad body lay in battery of some sort.
it—and he sensed that something Borchov pointed to the other
was frightfully wrong. box. “This, my so persistent
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He won’t know what happened said. ‘While we were taking ac¬
to him—and I feel that’s best, tion against Borchov the astral
after all. In fact, Paul, I feel it doctors who were working on her
would be wise if you returned body finally managed to get
not knowing everything that hap¬ through. The blood clot has been
pened, everything you learned.” removed—and she’s gone back.
“What do you mean?” Dunn You are all she’ll remember of
asked in sudden apprehension. what she experienced here.”
“It’s important for you to go Dunn was dismayed. “But I
back. You need to obtain certain don’t know where to find her! I
experience that will be valuable was going to ask her what hos¬
here . .. later. But to get this ex¬ pital she was at—physically, I
perience you’ll have to be a normal mean, but now ...”
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