Astounding Stories of Super-Science January 1930 — John Shaqi
Astounding Stories of Super-Science January 1930
Science
Astounding Stories of Super-Science January 1930
Science fiction -- Periodicals; Science fiction, American -- Periodicals
I thought, "Why, this is madness!" I was not seeing this face with my
eyes. There was nothing, no one here in the room with me but Derek. I
knew it. The shadows about us were empty. I was conjuring the face only
from Derek's words, making real that which existed only in my
imagination.
Yet I knew that in another realm, with my thoughts now bridging the gap,
the girl was real. Would I go into the unknown?
The quest of the unknown. The gauntlet of the unknown flung down now
before me, as it was flung down before the ancient explorers who picked
up its challenge and mounted the swaying decks of their little galleons
and said, "We'll go and see what lies off there in the unknown."
That same lure was on me now. I heard my voice saying, "Why yes, I guess
I'll go, Derek."
CHAPTER III
_Into the Unknown_
We stood in the boarded room which was Derek's laboratory. Our
preparations had been simple: Derek had made them all in advance. There
was little left to do. The laboratory was a small room of board walls,
board ceiling and floor. Windowless, with a single door opening into the
cellar of the apartment house.
Derek had locked the door after us as we entered. He said, "I have sent
my man servant away for a week. The people in the house here think I
have gone away on a vacation. No one will miss us, Charlie--not for a
time, anyway."
No one would miss me, save my employers, and to them I would no doubt be
small loss.
We had put out the light in Derek's apartment and locked it carefully
after us. This journey! I own that I was trembling, and frightened. Yet
a strange eagerness was on me.
The cellar room was comfortably furnished. Rugs were on its floor.
Whatever apparatus of a research laboratory had been here was removed
now. But the evidence of it remained--Derek's long search for this
secret which now he was about to use. A row of board shelves at one
side of the room showed where bottles and chemical apparatus had stood.
A box of electrical tools and odds and ends of wire still lay discarded
in a corner of the room. There was a tank of running water, and gas
connections, where no doubt bunsen burners had been.
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