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Astounding Stories of Super-Science, August 1930
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And
this
thing
began
to
flow
along
the
rods,
much
as
tar
flows.
From
the
mass
extended
a
pseudopod;
touched
Gunga
on
the
arm.
Instantly
the
arm
was
raw
and
bleeding.
Terrified,
immovable,
he
writhed
in
agony.
The
pseudopod
returned
to
the
main
mass,
disappearing
into
its
interior
with
the
strip
of
bloody
skin.
Its
attention
was
centered
so
much
on
the
luckless
Martian
that
its
control
slipped
from
Forepaugh.
Seizing
his
flash
pistol,
he
set
the
localized
for
a
small
area
and
aimed
it
at
the
thing,
intent
on
burning
it
into
nothingness.
But
again
his
hand
was
stayed.
Against
the
utmost
of
his
will-power
his
fingers
opened,
letting
the
pistol
drop.
The
liquid
in
the
cyst
danced
and
bubbled.
Was
it
laughing
at
him?
It
had
read
his
mind--thwarted
his
will
again.
Again
a
pseudopod
stretched
out
and
a
strip
of
raw,
red
flesh
adhered
to
it
and
was
consumed.
Mad
rage
convulsed
the
Earth
man.
Should
he
throw
himself
tooth
and
nail
on
the
monster?
And
be
engulfed?
He
thought
of
the
six-shooter.
It
thrilled
him.
But
wouldn't
it
make
him
drop
that
too?
A
flash
of
atavistic
cunning
came
to
him.
He
began
to
reiterate
in
his
mind
a
certain
thought.
"This
thing
is
so
I
can
see
you
better--this
thing
is
so
I
can
see
you
better."
He
said
it
over
and
over,
with
all
the
passion
and
devotion
of
a
celibate's
prayer
over
a
uranium
fountain.
"This
thing
is
harmless--but
it
will
make
me
see
you
better!"
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