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    The God Sun: A Cosmic Horror Novelette
    The God Sun: A Cosmic Horror Novelette
    The God Sun: A Cosmic Horror Novelette
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    The God Sun: A Cosmic Horror Novelette

    By Alan K. Dell

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    The ISF Althaemenes was the first of its kind. A spacecraft capable of travelling the vast distances to other stars. But on its maiden voyage to Proxima Centauri, all contact was lost and its crew never returned.

    Four years later, the United Earth Confederacy received the ship's distress signal.

    Captain Helene Cross and the crew of the ISF Apemosyne are sent to determine what happened, and if possible, rescue the wayward explorers. However, there is no response from the crew and the mystery deepens when scans show that the supposedly stranded vessel is in full working order, leaving Helene and her team no other choice but to board and investigate. Soon, a maddening presence begins to stalk their minds, influencing their actions, threatening their very survival.

    The crew of the Apemosyne must discover the source of the madness and put an end to it if they are to have any hope of escape.  

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherAlan K. Dell
    Release dateJan 7, 2025
    ISBN9798227594846
    The God Sun: A Cosmic Horror Novelette
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      The God Sun - Alan K. Dell

      Copyright © 2024 Alan K. Dell

      The right of Alan K. Dell to be identified as the author of this book has been asserted by him in accordance with the Copyright, Designs and Patents Act 1988.

      All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by an information storage and retrieval system, without permission in writing from the publisher, except by a reviewer, who may quote brief passages in a review.

      No part of this book has been aided or generated by the addition or use of artificial intelligence either in the writing of the text or in the design of the cover.

      CONTENT WARNINGS

      This story contains sensitive or potentially triggering content which some readers may find troubling, including depictions of and/or references to:

      Religious trauma & cults

      Profanity

      Sexual violence

      Psychological horror

      Breaks from reality

      Graphic violence

      Body horror

      Death

      Murder

      Suicide

      Proceed with caution and please be mindful of other possible triggers.

      It was late night when the signal came through. I remember it clearly. For years the International Space Administration had been watching the skies, hoping against hope to receive something from the ISF Althaemenes. The ship was supposed to have returned the same year it had launched. Just a quick three-month jaunt around Proxima Centauri and back again. But it had vanished, leaving only a fading trail from its faster-than-light Austinium drive in its wake.

      Four years of painful silence, finally broken.

      ‘Captain on deck!’ Commander Leonard Burcham cried, snapping the heels of his perfectly shined magboots to attention. Len was a bald, white guy almost twice my age, and a damned stickler for the rules. But he was dependable and experienced and made a great executive officer. We’d worked together for so long now our thoughts were pretty much in sync. It could be scary sometimes.

      The rest of the crew followed the commander’s lead, each saluting in turn as I strode through the airlock into the diminutive flight deck. These people were new to me but they’d all been trained and vetted—most even had a fair amount of in-system experience, but this mission would test their resolve.

      ‘As you were,’ I said as I lowered myself into the captain’s chair. It was harder than I was used to. The other ships I’d commanded had paid more attention to the comfort of their senior staff. This one, though? Cramped. Bare metal and exposed cabling around the walls said she’d been cobbled together in a hurry. It didn’t inspire much confidence, especially since we were sitting on an experimental interstellar variant of the Austinium drive—the very same type the ISA boffins suspected had failed on the Althaemenes. I hoped to god Major Hames and her team knew what they were doing back there in engineering.

      Major Odessa Hames was the foremost expert in this new drive, and she had been permitted to hand pick her team of three engineers from among the best and brightest the ISA had to offer. She’d spent the last few years working out of Callisto Base. That was where all the ISA’s latest research and development projects went for their

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