A UFO story by Lightcudder Chapter 1 The roads were busy with revellers heading into town to celebrate, noisy groups of party-goers filling the evening with their shrieks of laughter and the once pristine snow covering the carpark when he arrived three days ago was now little more than a thin covering of slush spattering the windscreen with clods of brown half-rotted ice. Straker flicked the radio on, more in…
Eine UFO Erzählung von Lightcudder translation by Toria Keith Ford sah sich mit gerunzelter Stirn in der Mensa um; um die Mittagszeit aßen die meisten Kollegen hier und es war kaum ein Tisch frei. Er hatte keine Lust, sich mit dem medizinischen Personal zusammenzusetzen, die eine Vorliebe dafür hatten, sich während des Essens über ihre Arbeit zu unterhalten. Es gab noch einen Tisch, an dem erst ein Platz besetzt war….
First posted in Lightcudder’s World: Dec 2013.) ( I don’t normally do fluff. I hate fluff. So does Straker now.) ‘Go away Colonel. You can see I’m busy.’ Alec Freeman let the large box rest on the edge of the desk. ‘Just for tonight. I borrowed it from FX for the party at Janice’s and I’m going to Moonbase in a couple of hours. No time to take it home….
Chapter 1 Even underground, the pale coloured walls were cold. Condensation trickled down to pool on the floor before disappearing through the narrow gaps between spongy tiles. A splash of sharp scarlet attracted the eye to the suits that hung on racks, their silvered helmets arrayed in rows above and a low thrumming resonated through the floor and walls from the machines that worked to keep the room habitable. If…
(first published Dec 2014) This is set in the era of the original series, and comes some time after the episodes ‘Conflict’ and ‘Court Martial’. Doug Jackson was one of the most enigmatic of the characters in UFO, a man who seemed to have his own agenda at times. There is virtually no backstory for him and in this story I have attempted to give him some ‘past’, some reason…
A UFO Story By Lightcudder ©May 2012 Usual disclaimers apply. Takes place approx three weeks after ‘The Man Who Came Back’ Dedicated to: ‘The London Five’. The green light gave the go-ahead, I punched the button and the carriage door slid open, releasing me onto the platform. Commuters hurried past on their way to work, holding newspapers, briefcases and the ever-present umbrella, even in such mild conditions. I had nothing…
‘No. Your inflection is still incorrect. Read the poem again, Straker. From the beginning.’ It was still difficult to accept his name. He had been Straehk for over thirty years, and one did not cast aside so much time with callous ease. But no-one called him that name now and although there were times he longed to hear his given name he knew that it was a necessity, that they…
The September Horoscope As I am presently engaged on other duties, Colonel Freeman has been given the responsibility of constructing this month’s Star Signs. I am aware that earlier efforts by Colonel Freeman resulted in some aberrant readings, but the Colonel has received his instructions and I am assured that, while I am seeking out a possible security risk to SHADO, he will make every effort to provide accurate readings….