Winston K. Marks

Summary

Winston K. Marks Eight Million Dollars From Mars… (1954)

At this point, the reaction lag expires and the perspiration stops, the body is warmed as if bathed in hotter air again.
"This gentle oscillation between sensations of warmth and coolness has a very pleasant secondary effect, you will find. The varying temperature of your skin is too slight to be dangerous, yet it breaks the tactile monotony which nine months of unchanging climate would bring."
Pauker's teeth chattered together as the chill swept over him. This is all very goddamned neat when it works, he thought miserably, but how do you turn off the sweat?
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Winston K. Marks Eight Million Dollars From Mars… (1954)

The nature of this drug is to invoke a feeling of extreme well-being, and the dreams that usually result are not dissimilar to the old opium dreams of the orient.
"The slumber is shallow, however, and you may retrieve your senses from the torpor at any moment with the slightest concentration."
Pauker was sweating profusely. Stuffy, he thought. No, just warm. There was a slowly moving flood of fresh air flowing over the whole length of his naked body, but it seemed, rather hot. The sweat oozed out heavily to bathe his body, then the warm, very dry air began evaporating it.
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Winston K. Marks Eight Million Dollars From Mars… (1954)

As he started to step from the painted foot-marks a voice came hollowly over the partitions, then louder as the exit door of the booth slid back.
Standing down the hall some ten paces were two men profiled to him. One was the young, blond baggage man. He was saying, "—with a red scar under his left eye. You sure you haven't seen him? It's quite import—"
Pauker, shrinking back in the booth, couldn't get entirely out of view. He jammed his I.D. plate in the slot again, and the exit panel closed. He exhaled a stale breath with trembling relief and leaned against the wall.
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