Necropolis Rising

South of Cairo, 2015 – “Watch your step, Doctor,” said Professor Hammond, a spry man for his age, trained in archeology – his Irish, soft and delicate from his tenure at Oxford. Stepping with great resolve though, he made his way through the cobwebs into the dark, wet caverns. “The catatombs are normally closed to…


The Devil’s Protégé

The Master scanned the destruction with a sonic probe. “Most effective,” he said, “and exactly on time.” The statue of Po’Atha, God of Peace, stood strangely untouched amid the charred remains of the monastery. The building had been ten stories high – a latticework of yellow glass. Now it was a pile of blackened rubble….

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