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Astounding Stories of Super-Science March 1931: Beyond the Vanishing Point - Chapter V by@astoundingstories
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Astounding Stories of Super-Science March 1931: Beyond the Vanishing Point - Chapter V

by Astounding StoriesNovember 13th, 2022
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The Message from Polter: Beyond the Vanishing Point, by Astounding Stories of Super-Science March 1931, by HackerNoon’s Book Blog Post series. Chapter V: "Glora! Alan, where are you?" Chapter VI: "The giant came lunging up. He was far larger than before" Chapter VII: "We were unhurt, crouching back from the avalanche. The giant's mangled body was still expanding; shoving at the litter of loose rocks"

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Astounding Stories of Super-Science March 1931, by Astounding Stories is part of HackerNoon’s Book Blog Post series. You can jump to any chapter in this book here. Beyond the Vanishing Point - Chapter V: The Message from Polter

CHAPTER V. The Message from Polter

Glora shouted, "Into the tunnel! This way!" She held her wits and darted to one side, with Alan and me after her. We ran through a narrow passage between two fifty-foot boulders which lay close together. Momentarily the giant was out of sight, but we could hear his heavy tread and his panting breath. We emerged; had passed him. He was taller now. He seemed confused at our sudden scampering activity. He checked his forward rush, and ran around the twin boulders. But we had squeezed into a narrow ravine. He could not follow. He threw a rock: to us it was a boulder. It crashed behind us. To him, we were like scampering insects; he could not tell which way we were about to dart.Alan panted, "Glora, this—does this lead out?"The little ravine seemed to open fifty feet ahead of us. Alan stopped, seized a chunk of rock, flung it up. I saw the giant's face above us. He was kneeling, trying to reach in. The rock hit him in the forehead—a pebble, but it stung him. His face rose away.Again we emerged. The tunnel-mouth was near us. We reached it and flung ourselves into its ten-foot width just as the giant came lunging up. He was far larger than before. Looking back, I could see only the lower part

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