THE COSMIC SNARE
By Milton Lesser
Sub-space was a vast nothingness used for
instantaneous travel between stellar worlds. It
was uncharted, and—Liddell knew—a death trap!
[Transcriber's Note: This etext was produced from
Imagination Stories of Science and Fantasy
February 1956
Extensive research did not uncover any evidence that
the U.S. copyright on this publication was renewed.]
Liddell stared expectantly at the blank screen of the transfer unit. It had been blank ever since he had arrived with his wife at the doorway, enigmatically, mysteriously, sometimes frighteningly blank.
"See anything?" Linda asked. Liddell's wife of one month was a tall but trimly built girl in the uniform of the Transfer Service. She leaned anxiously over Liddell's shoulder now as he peered at the dazzling white screen.
"Not yet," he said, licking his lips. "It was just a hunch, anyway."
"What was just a hunch, darling?"
"That we'd see anything now."