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Once again the editors are in a death battle for editors’ choice. We will post results tomorrow. Swords, Socery, and Subway Cars will begin its run on the Astounding Outpost Wednesday.
Once again the editors are in a death battle for editors’ choice. We will post results tomorrow. Swords, Socery, and Subway Cars will begin its run on the Astounding Outpost Wednesday.
Uncanny Stories, April 1941 MAN FROM THE WRONG TIME-TRACK by Denis Plimmer Author of “Men of the Solar Legion,” etc. In midair the gigantic form seemed to stop! F OR immediate release! The statement which follows concerns the entire world, and for that reason I, Paul Dicey of Irving Place, New York City, am…
“Daddy, I’m hungry.” The President of the United States of America patted his young daughter on the head. “I know, sweetheart. We’ll get you something to eat once we’re up in the air. Now buckle up.” A man in a black suit sitting across from the President leaned forward. “Sir, I can have one…
The Astounding Outpost is proud to present Zombie Tales Volume One. Starting Monday October second.
When I awakened the next morning, Harlan was already dressed and reclining in an easy chair. His eyes were closed wearily, as though he had not yet had enough sleep. “Morning, Ware,” I called. “How’s the head?” “Glad you’re awake, Andrews,” he replied. “I am bad company for myself this morning, On top of knowing…
“I’m sorry Donovan,” I knew she was. I could see it in her eyes, even as mine were finishing their necrotic glaze, I could still see her sorrow. I shambled a little closer, and leaned my head onto the point of her revolver. I couldn’t speak; I couldn’t tell her how much I had realized…
Thirty-six hours later Lieutenant Pinkham dropped off a truck near the drome of the Ninth and limped, sore of foot and weary, past a sentry on the edge of the tarmac. The Boonetown exponent of skulduggery had bundled up his flying coat and was carrying it via stick, hobo fashion. “Huh,” grunted the human watch…