The Haunted Traveler Vol. 1 Issue 1
Welcome to the first issue of The Haunted Traveler; a roaming anthology seeking to collect the strange and the wild stories that we all carry. Those words hidden in the deep dark that linger around. Weasel Press is proud to have released this first collection of material and is excited to do more anthologies in the future. The Haunted Traveler is a non-profit, Horror and Science Fiction anthology that accepts a wide variety of art media such as photography, short fiction, creative non-fiction, digital artwork and more. Our anthology publishes twice a year. To find out more information about our submission process, please review our submission guidelines. Our first issue was released on March 28, 2014 and we couldn’t be more excited to feature the explosive talent that has been submitted to us. Our idea is to have an anthology roaming around parts of the world with a collection of frightening and strange stories; a mysterious anthology with a collection of ghosts.
Welcome to the first issue of The Haunted Traveler; a roaming anthology seeking to collect the strange and the wild stories that we all carry. Those words hidden in the deep dark that linger around. Weasel Press is proud to have released this first collection of material and is excited to do more anthologies in the future. The Haunted Traveler is a non-profit, Horror and Science Fiction anthology that accepts a wide variety of art media such as photography, short fiction, creative non-fiction, digital artwork and more. Our anthology publishes twice a year. To find out more information about our submission process, please review our submission guidelines. Our first issue was released on March 28, 2014 and we couldn’t be more excited to feature the explosive talent that has been submitted to us. Our idea is to have an anthology roaming around parts of the world with a collection of frightening and strange stories; a mysterious anthology with a collection of ghosts.
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Base.<br />
Luck was on my side. My ticket got me on Ark II. It took off<br />
safely, landed safely and we didn’t choke on our first breath<br />
of artificial air. <strong>The</strong> handful of SSP officials who were on our<br />
flight guided us through the basic plans and we set to work<br />
immediately. We located the probes and cargo shuttles that<br />
had been sent during the previous year, all scattered across<br />
the rocky expanse of the planet. We built the first shelters<br />
and set equipment up and running.<br />
<strong>The</strong>y had thought of everything. Communications with<br />
Earth were established in no time and we prepared the<br />
ground for the arrival of the next Space Bus. Small cargo<br />
shuttles continued to arrive every few weeks with sundries,<br />
livestock, data files and occasional passengers.<br />
When Noah’s Ark III landed 12 months later, Area B was<br />
a living, breathing replica of a little slice of Earth. Complete<br />
with approximately 500 inhabitants and an unusual conglomeration<br />
of flora and fauna. Sheep and antelope grazed on<br />
genetically modified patches of grass surrounded by sprouting<br />
olive and palm trees. Kiwi birds and chickens pecked at<br />
bugs brought from the African plains near the SSP Base. An<br />
engineer had collected a few in a box while waiting to board.<br />
<strong>The</strong>y had multiplied in weeks. We even had small vegetable<br />
gardens growing, which we irrigated with canals from our<br />
first artificial stream.<br />
Ark III unloaded its bewildered passengers and together<br />
we continued working on making this planet our new home.<br />
We built New Earth City with the first basic shelters becoming<br />
our houses. Even though the atmosphere had been<br />
oxygenated, we took precautionary measures. In threes and<br />
fours, shelters were enclosed in a shared oxy-dome, a kind of<br />
plexi-glass bubble which could be sealed in an emergency.<br />
Each shelter also had a sky-dome, a curved clear roof to allow<br />
light in. This remained a feature on all N. Earth houses built<br />
later on.<br />
A parrot flies over my oxy-dome, a flutter of bright green