Science Fiction Stories

She traveled from life to death and back again like a commuter on the 5:15. except each trip brought her nearer the beginning of the line!

Women will always go on trying to attract men. even when the future seems to have no future!

The place called Sodom was bad enough. But right down the road was the other town--and that was even worse!

Have you found out about the Big Engine? It's all around us, you know--can't you hear it even now?

"I tell you, comrades," the speaker was shouting, "the time has come when we must revolt. We must battle to the death with the wearers of the purple. Why work out our lives down here so they can live in the lap of luxury over our heads? Why labor day after day at the oxygen generators to give them the fresh air they breathe?"

Perhaps it was just as well that I did not tell them what I was....

A manuscript is found: filled with small, precise writing and smelling of pit-water, it tells the story of an old recluse and his strange home - and its even stranger, jade-green double, seen by the recluse on an otherworldly plain where gigantic gods and monsters roam.

I hear a step outside. It is our Targa guide, the man who in three days is to lead us across the unknown plateaus of the mysterious Imoschaoch. The lamp casts a yellow light on the paper. Strange fate, which, I never knew exactly why, decided one day when I was a lad of sixteen that I should prepare myself for Saint Cyr, and gave me there André de Saint-Avit as classmate. A great insect has flown in through the window. It is an African May bug, big, black, with spots of livid grey...

Sound the fanfare! Beat the drums! Shout hosannas! Here he comes....