The World Within

In the predawn of history, when MAN first walked upon the earth, there was a race of wizards who ruled the land. Their powers were awesome, but their hand was cruel . . . And their god was Balim, the prince of darkness.

With their great powers and their mighty machines, they laid waste to the land and struck fear in the hearts of the people, and the people were much afraid, and there was none among them who could stand against this evil.

Seeing their suffering and the abuses wrought upon them, Yasha, the prince of light, raised up his hand. "Enough," he said. "My people have endured enough." And he sent Mikael, his servant, to smite the evil ones.

Mikael, with his legions, visited the will of Yasha upon Balim, the prince of darkness, and his evil followers. They struck the mighty waters with the sword of vengeance and created a giant maelstrom which swallowed up the land and all the followers of Balim and drew them down . . . down into

THE WORLD WITHIN

VACATION TURNED NIGHTMARE

He had just reached for the coffeepot to pour himself another cup when there was a sudden lurch. The coffee tray slid off onto the floor with a clatter and the tinkle of breaking glass. Still holding the carafe and his cup, he managed to get to his feet. Another lurch! Setting down the carafe and cup, he grabbed his trunks while slipping his feet into his sneakers. He pulled on his trunks as he headed for the door.

Tiffany stirred sleepily. "What's going on?"

Without pausing, he called back over his shoulder, "I'm going to find out. You'd better stay here." She started to speak again but just then there was another shock. This time Masters was completely off balance and went down on one knee. Recovering quickly, however, he headed for the deck. It was difficult keeping his balance as he made his way up the ladder. He stopped short.

THEY HAD SAILED INTO HELL!