Authentic Science Fiction Monthly No. 47 — page 30: what you’re looking at

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STRANGER IN TIME on these people sending us back to our own time and place. What guarantee have we that they will? We may be dragged about with them from one place to another for months or even years.” “That’s just it. I think we should try to escape.” “Agreed. And since one time is as good as another, what about this machine in front of us?” - Susan opened her mouth to protest. She was terrified at the mere thought that they might find themselves adrift in time. But the two men, after a hasty look round to make sure they were not being ob- served, had slipped through the open door of the machine, and she had no option but to follow. The door slid shut as she entered. Benner touched a button, and she saw the little white spot commence its journey along the blue strip, this time in the reverse direction. “IT don’t like it,’ she said, Her voice had a tremor in it. “You know what Janton told me about primary and second- ary channels and so on. There are four rows of controls on 29 that panel. How can you be sure you’ve used the right buttons? We may find our- selves anywhere in the time- area.”’ “Don’t worry, Susan,” Dinton said, absently, his eyes on the blue strip. ““Ben- ner used the right controls.” Susan said nothing more at the time, though she felt extremely doubtful. For one thing she could not see how they could be so sure what controls to use. After all, they had been under hypnosis when they had taken the first machine to the camp in the woods. And what drove the machines? Suppose they ran out of fuel... The minutes dragged by while she sat worrying, think- ing up first one possible predicament and then another, and the little white spot crept along its track. The two men said nothing. The little dot | that represented their destina- tion appeared at the other end of the blue strip. It would not be long now, she thought. Subconsciously, she © noticed something odd in the attitudes of the men. They had drawn apart, and were connicloooks.Ccomnn)