Autumn Mist by David A. Mcintee

Author:David A. Mcintee [Mcintee, David A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, General, Historical, Science Fiction, Space Opera, Adventure, Doctor Who (Fictitious Character)
ISBN: 9780563555834
Publisher: BBC Worldwide Americas
Published: 1999-07-21T07:00:00+00:00

As Leitz and Farber stood there, a trio of indistinct figures smoothly descended through the ceiling behind them, silent and unnoticed.

They separated and moved into different areas of the café.

Leitz paid no heed to the colours of SS camouflage smocks which passed him by. Ordinary infantry soldiers under other men were facelessly uninteresting to him. He wondered absently which of them had left the front door open so that a draught could chill his back.

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‘If we return to Wewelsburg now, we’ll never survive the debriefing,’ Leitz said at length. ‘Prepare the 232s. We’ll simply have to go and find a new subject.’

‘That could take some time,’ Farber warned. ‘And what if. . . ’ He looked noticeably paler. ‘What if those things come back?’

Leitz considered the whole situation. If they failed to find another subject, well, he would still have three armoured cars and a clear route to neutral Switzerland. At least you could run from execution – in many ways he’d sooner face that than those. . . things in the fog again.

But it was his scientific curiosity that held him, that left him so frustrated that the subject was gone. He needed to understand it. If the creatures did come after another prisoner, let them attack Wewelsburg, and solve his problems for him.

Himmler could play at black magic at Wewelsburg until the cows came home, but Leitz had more sense. He hadn’t spent years at university just to be led by the nose by a bunch of people who thought chanting in robes would help them conquer the world.

One of the three figures that had descended into the café passed two mortals discussing a piece of paper. Their human emotions were crude and loud.

It continued upstairs to where the Scholzen family’s apartment had been turned into a little field medical station. There, it ignored the wounded men sitting around the living room, just as they ignored it.

It passed silently through the door to the bedroom. The dying were there, and the dying were the ones it had come to visit.

The ship had carried Sam and Galastel to a city set amid a verdant forest. It was an odd-looking structure – completely alien, and yet redolent of many different human architectural styles. Galastel told her it belonged to his own people, the Sidhe.

Dark spots caught her eye in the forest: scattered patches of painful decay.

At first she thought they were simply some kind of fungus, something living on the trees. These things happened, and Sam wasn’t one to query nature – it generally knew what it was doing.

On closer inspection, though, she realised that the decaying areas had radial lines stretching out from the central rotting core and little satellite patches around them. . . Like debris fields, around the image of an impact crater. . .

With sudden clarity, Sam realised that that was exactly what this was. These rotting patches were how the shells and bombs from the war affected the Sidhe’s plane of residence that she could currently perceive.

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