The Terror from the Other Dimension!
By Paul Lagasse
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Professor Madeleine Abbot is called in to investigate a series of mysterious disappearances in Kelley Swamp. When the disappearances are linked to a series of attacks by flying saucers, Professor Abbot hitches a ride aboard the Navy dirigible Peregrine to chase the saucers to a space-time portal above the Pacific Ocean.
With the reluctant help of the Peregrine's dashing and handsome commanding officer, Rick Darrow, and his doughty crew of lighter-than-air aviators, Professor Abbot embarks on a terrifying and thrilling journey across the farthest reaches of space to save the Earth from an alien invasion!
Written in the rapid-fire style of a classic 1950s monster movie, The Terror from the Other Dimension is a fast and enjoyable read that will please movie buffs and adventure story fans alike!
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The Terror from the Other Dimension! - Paul Lagasse
THE TERROR FROM THE OTHER DIMENSION!
a novella
by Paul Lagasse
Smashwords Edition
A Channel 37 Publication
The Terror from the Other Dimension!
Copyright © 2011 Paul Lagasse
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Table of Contents
Acknowledgments
Excerpts from the Flight Handbook
Part One
Part Two
Part Three
Part Four
Part Five
Part Six
Part Seven
Part Eight
Part Nine
Part Ten
Part Eleven
Part Twelve
Part Thirteen
Part Fourteen
Acknowledgments
Many thanks to Lawrence F. Rodrigues, PO1c, USN (ret), Major, USAF (ret), for his generous technical advice. Check out Larry's website, filled with stories of his adventures on a Navy ZPG-2 similar to the one in this story, at www.BattleBlimps.com and in e-book format too.
From the Flight Handbook, Navy Model ZPG-2 Airship
Part One
The reporter lit another cigarette with his trembling hands as he stared at the blank sheet of paper he'd scrolled into his battered Remington. He pushed his fedora back to wipe the perspiration from his forehead and took a long drag on the cigarette before stabbing it out alongside the five others he had abandoned. Then with a new sense of resolve, he finally began to type.
Looking back on it now, he began, who could have foreseen that the world-shattering events of the past three weeks would have begun in such a seemingly ordinary way, with two cars found abandoned on a deserted country road in the dead of night?
* * *
Car Twenty-two Bravo, Car Twenty-two Bravo, come in, over, please.
Patrolman Johnson picked up the heavy silver microphone from the dashboard of the police cruiser and pushed the transmit button. Car Twenty-two Bravo here, over.
Report your position please, over.
Car Twenty-two Bravo, roger. We are on Highway Thirty, just past the old McKenna farm, over.
Roger, car Twenty-two Bravo. Investigate report of strange glowing lights in the air over Kelley Swamp, over.
Patrolman Smith, behind the wheel of the cruiser, groaned. Fifteen minutes to the end of the night shift. We almost made it home on time tonight. For once.
Patrolman Johnson chuckled and shrugged. You know how these farmers are. One of those Air Force jet jobs flies over, and they think they're seeing monsters from Mars.
He keyed the microphone. Car Twenty-two Bravo, roger. Will investigate and report. Over and out.
The patrol car's headlights picked out twin pools of light on the empty highway until a few seconds later they caught a wooden sign with crudely painted letters. KELLEY SWAMP.
An arrow pointed to the right.
Johnson pointed. Turn right here.
Smith turned the wheel and the patrol car bounced onto a rough dirt road.
I haven't been out this way since I was a kid,
Smith said as he leaned forward to get a better view of the rutted trail.
Hey, what's that?
Johnson pointed to a shiny object glinting at the edge of the headlights.
As the police cruiser drew closer, they could see it was the back end of a big Plymouth sedan, its chrome bumper reflecting the headlights. The car looked like it had been driven half off the road. Both front doors were open.
Smith brought the car to a gradual stop. Doesn't look like there's anyone inside,
he said. Hit it with the spotlight.
Johnson rolled down the passenger window and turned on the spotlight bolted to the side of the cruiser. Two thirty-nine Mary Baker Eddy,
Johnson read off the plate. That's Carl Peterson's car. What the heck is Carl doing out here at this time of night?
I don't know,
said Smith as he opened the driver's side door and cautiously stepped out. Carl?
He called. Carl, you out here?
Johnson followed his partner out of the car. Aside from the crunching of their footsteps on the gravel, the only sounds they heard were crickets and a distant owl. The patrol car's headlights and spotlight illuminated the car and surrounding road, and the officers cast long, jerky shadows as they approached the car.
I don't like the look of this,
said Johnson, drawing his revolver. Smith did the same. Carl? Mister Peterson?
Wow, look at this!
Smith said, pointing with his gun to a blackened hole in the ground about four feet away from the driver's side door of the Plymouth. The dark circular scorch mark stood out from the illuminated ground.
Johnson knelt alongside the hole, pushing his visored cap back on his head to scratch his forehead. "What do you suppose did that? Looks like a lightning bolt! But there's not a cloud in the sky."
Smith walked around to the open passenger door. Will you get a look at this!
he said. Johnson stood and walked around the car to where Smith stood. He was looking at an identical scar in the ground. Doesn't that beat all?
Suddenly, a high-pitched warbling sound filled the air. Both policemen looked around and then finally up.
What's that?
Johnson shouted over the din, pointing. Smith raised his revolver and fired three times in quick succession. Suddenly a cone of bright light descended on Smith and he disappeared with a scream of terror. Johnson dropped his revolver and started to run back toward the patrol car, but he tripped on a rock. Trying to get back up, he looked skyward as another cone of light descended on him. Johnson had only enough time to raise his hands to protect his face and scream NO!
before he, too, disappeared.
Just as suddenly as it had started, the whistling stopped. After a few moments of