Lloyd Arthur Eshbach 39 min read

A gray cloud slips from the moon like a shroud from a dead face, yellow light fingering a low bank of fog, and from a South Sea yacht of music and dancing, horror rises out of the past.

Lloyd Arthur Eshbach's 1936 story is a lurid, atmospheric pulp horror of the walking dead on a sinister island. Vivid, macabre golden-age pulp. Read it for a shivery tale that shatters a moonlit yacht party with an ancient evil rising from the fog.

In its time

Published in 1936, during the 1930s, space opera soars.

Reading it

39 min read (a novelette, room for a turn or two).