One by one, forty of the Earth's greatest
scientists vanished into that world beyond the
universe—until one man, doomed by its fatal
rays, carried humanity's last hope back the
blinding, twisted corridors that led through—
The DEATH CRYSTAL
By GEORGE O. SMITH
[Transcriber's Note: This etext was produced from
Super Science Stories May 1950.
Extensive research did not uncover any evidence that
the U.S. copyright on this publication was renewed.]
CHAPTER ONE
The Shape of Danger
They looked at the crystal in horror.
It was the horror of the serpent, or of the Gorgon's head. They were fascinated; in that moment not one of them could have torn his gaze away. All work ceased. The noises in the concrete-walled room died until the whish of breathing and the thumping of hearts could be heard.