Avon Murder Mystery Monthly No. 41 — page 38: what you’re looking at

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40 THE METAL MONSTER ness the arms lengthened. Before us stood a monstrous shape; a geometric prodigy. A shining angled pillar that, though rigid, immobile, seemed to crouch, be instinet with living force striving to be unleashed. | Two great globes ‘surmounted it—like the heads of some two-faced Janus of an alien world. | At the left and right the knobbed arms, now fully fifty feet in length, writhed, twisted, straightened; flexing themselves in grotesque imitation of a boxer. And at the end of each of the six arms the spheres were ‘clustered thick, studded with the pyramids—again in gigantic, awful, parody of the spiked gloves of those ancient gladiators who fought for imperial Nero. For an instant it stood there, preening, testing itself like an athlete—a chimera, amorphous yet weirdly symmetric—under the darkening sky, in the green of the hollow, the armored hosts frozen betore it— And then—it struck! Out flashed two of the arms, with a glancing. motion, with appalling force. They sliced into the close-packed forward ranks of the armored men; cut out of them two great gaps. Sickened, I saw fragments of man and horse fly. Another arm javelined from its place like a flying snake, clicked at the end of an- other, became a hundred-foot chain which swirled like a flail through the huddling mass. Down upon a knot of the soldiers with a straight- forward blow drove a third arm, driving through them like a giant punch. All that host which had driven us from the ruins threw down sword, spear, and pike; fled shrieking. The horsemen spurred: their mounts, riding heedless over the footmen who fled with them. The Smiting Thing seemed to watch them go with—amusement! Before they could cover a hundred yards it had disintegrated. I heard the little wailing sounds—then behind the fleeing men, close behind them, rose the angled pillar; into place sprang the flexing arms, and again it took its toll of them. | They scattered, running singly, by twos, in little groups, for the sides of the valley. They, were like rats scampering in panic over the bottom of a great-green bowl. And like a monstrous cat the shape played with them—yes, played: It melted once more—took new form. Where had been pillar and flailing arms was now a tripod thirty feet high, its legs alternate globe and cube and upon its apex a wide and spinning ring of sparkling spheres. Out from the middle of this ring stretched a tentacle—writhing; undulating like a serpent of steel, four score yards at least in length. At its end cube, globe and pyramid had mingled to form a huge. ECOMC OOO (GO)