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Chester S. Geier
Chester S. Geier (1921–1990) was an American science fiction writer, editor, and pulp fiction contributor, active primarily during the mid-20th century. He was a member of the influential science fiction writing group "The Chicago Futurian Society" and contributed to magazines like "Amazing Stories" and "Fantastic Adventures". Geier was known for his short stories and novellas, including titles like "The Patient Ones" and "Mimics." He also worked as an editor and was involved in the broader science fiction community throughout his career.
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"I've got to kill you, Big Tim. I've just got to kill you! I want Laura—and you're standing in my way...."Brad Nelson had a perfect way to kill Big Tim without any danger of being accused. Then his foot slipped and he was hurled into an unknown world.The thought beat urgently and continuously in Brad Nellon's mind. He was absorbed in it to the extent that the terrible...
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n the valley, with the sheltering hills now behind them, the bitterly cold wind drove at the sled with unchecked ferocity. Gusts of snow came with the wind, thick and dry, the separate particles of it stinging on contact. The dogs made slow progress through the deep drifts. Hager's smoldering irritation blazed into abrupt rage. From his position at the rear of the sled, he lashed out with the...
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