An archaeologist vanishes in the jungles of Angkor, only to return three years later, changed, traumatized, and hunted by something that exists outside of time itself. His friends Wheeler and Lantin refuse to accept his fate. They build a craft that can pierce the veil of centuries and chase their missing companion into a future so distant it defies comprehension. Edmond Hamilton, one of the founding fathers of space opera, delivers a pulpy adventure that pulses with genuine wonder and dread. The creature that kidnapped Cannell is genuinely strange, an entity that moves through time like a man walking down a corridor. What awaits in that far-flung epoch is alien, terrifying, and oddly beautiful. The novel builds to an extraordinary air battle fought across multiple eras, hundreds of futuristic machines streaking through time itself. This is early time travel at its most inventive: not a tidy loop but a wild sprint through ages, where the past and future collide in midair combat. Hamilton writes with the breathless enthusiasm of a man who genuinely believes the universe is stranger and larger than anyone imagines. For anyone who wants to see where modern science fiction came from.
