WHEN THE BLACK FIEND FED

by Hal K. Wells. The beast demon of Yucatan fosters a dread series of murderous horrors! . There was a vibrant note of nervous tension in Karl Reisner's command. I brought the car to a skidding stop in the loose sand of the narrow roadway. Reisner and Allan Grove were sitting in the back seat. I got a glimpse of Reisner's face in the rearview mirror. His features had always been gaunt and pallid. Now in the faintly reflected moonlight his face was the bleached white of a naked skull. “There's the Herron place,” Reisner said, his voice so low that it was a husking whisper. “Now do you Continue reading