The Cosmic Snare

The void between stars is not empty. It's a highway. And someone has built a trap on it. Stephen Marlowe's The Cosmic Snare drops readers into sub-space: that impossible corridor where light-years collapse into a single heartbeat, where the universe shrinks to a tunnel of darkness and possibility. Liddell and Linda travel this cosmic channel like pilots navigating a river through forever. But something lurks in the sub-space medium. Something patient. Something hungry. As their journey becomes a fight for survival against an enemy that exists in dimensions human eyes were never meant to perceive, Marlowe asks the question that haunts all great science fiction: what happens when we reach for the stars and something reaches back? This is 1950s hard SF at its finest, muscular and unapologetic, concerned with the physics of impossible travel and the psychology of two people trapped in a metal shell hurtling through an alien universe. The cosmic dread builds slowly, then overwhelming. For readers who crave adventure that thinks as hard as it thrills.