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Success Story

After awhile the blinding light was like actual physical pressure against his tightly squinched eyes. He tried to burrow deeper into the protectively warm, cave-like place where he'd been safe from them for so long. But he couldn't escape them. Their hands, their big, red, hideously smooth hands had him, now. They were tugging and pulling at him with a strength impossible to fight. Still he struggled. | Success Story Turner Robert Published 1953 Categorie s Fiction Science Fiction Short Stories Source http www.gutenberg.org etext 32782 1 Copyright Please read the legal notice included in this e-book and or check the copyright status in your country. Note This book is brought to you by Feedbooks http www.feedbooks.com Strictly for personal use do not use this file for commercial purposes. 2 December 8th 1952 Two-Thirty A. M. After awhile the blinding light was like actual physical pressure against his tightly squinched eyes. He tried to burrow deeper into the protectively warm cave-like place where he d been safe from them for so long. But he couldn t escape them. Their hands their big red hideously smooth hands had him now. They were tugging and pulling at him with a strength impossible to fight. Still he struggled. He tried to cry out but there was no sound from his constricted throat. There were only the frightening noises from outside louder now. He tried to twist and squirm against the hands dragging him toward that harsh blinding light. He was too small too weak compared to them. He couldn t fight them off. He felt himself being stretched and strained and forced with cruel determination. He didn t want to go out there. He knew what was waiting for him out there. He couldn t go. Not out there where. . When Jeff McKinney was three years old he tipped a pot of scalding water from the stove onto himself. He was badly burned and scarred. He hovered between life and death for several weeks. Jeff s father was out of work at the time and they were living in a cold water tenement. Something about the case caught a tabloid s attention and it was played up as a human interest sob story. It came to the attention of a wealthy man who volunteered to pay for plastic surgery. Then followed long months of that kind of torture but Jeff McKinney came out of it not too badly scarred. Not on the surface anyhow. But his face had a strange hue. There was a frozen mask-like cast to