The Flame Creatures
When we reached the floor of the underworld, we stood within a hundred yards of one of the many geysers of atomic fire. Though half-blinded by its brilliance, I was able to see that it jetted from a mass of radioactive mineral whose normally slow disintegration had been tremendously accelerated. It had been kindled to this faster disintegration, I knew, by the flame that had fallen from the central fountain.
'We shall have to find a radioactive deposit unkindled as yet,' I called to Thor.
He nodded his lead-cowled head vigorously.
'Let us try this direction, Jarl Keith.'
We stumbled with the crucible between the geysers of atomic flame. Sometimes we were forced to go so near one of the jets that its inconceivable radiation seemed bound to penetrate our suits. Dazzled even through my lead-glass eyeholes by the raging brilliance, every fiber of my body tingling, I searched desperately for such a deposit as we required. If our suits should be penetrated, we would die horrible deaths.
'This way, Thor!' I called suddenly as I found a mass of mineral in a niche in the broken rock floor.
It was glowing with a soft light that seemed feeble in comparison with the flaming atomic fountains. I recognized it as an isotope of radium itself, never found in a natural state in my own upper world.
'There's more than enough of the stuff here, if we can dig it out!' I exclaimed. 'We'll have to use our staffs.'
The iron pikes we carried were ill-adapted to digging out the hard, glowing mineral. But we set to work, prying out chunks of the stuff and tossing them into the crucible. As I straightened once, panting for breath, I glimpsed an amazing sight in the middle distance.
Around one of the geysers were circling and flitting a dozen things that looked like swirling spheres of flame, with coiling, brilliant tentacles of light.
'Those things look as though they were
Thor straightened to see.
'Flame-children!' he exclaimed, his muffled voice suddenly anxious. He turned to me hastily. 'They are alive, in a way. But it is not life like ours. They are creatures evolved somehow from the flaming radiation of this underworld of atomic fires. We believe they consist of force currents that cohere in a permanent pattern, which possess powers of movement and perhaps dim intelligence. We don't know much about them, for they've evolved here since the Aesir left poor Muspelheim.'
'They look beautiful, like flame-winged birds of light,' I said, staring in awe and fascination.
'They're dangerous, Jarl Keith — pure concentrated atomic energy!' warned the Hammerer. 'We must be gone before they find us.'
I redoubled my toil of helping to dig out the radioactive chunks. We had the crucible half-full of the precious mineral when I felt a terrific shock of force against my back. I whirled around, uttered a cry. One of the dazzling flame-children was poised behind me, had just touched my suit. The mere touch of the weird creature had burned almost through the thick lead!
'We've got to get out!' Thor bellowed. 'The thing has almost pierced your suit. The radiation will penetrate it in a few minutes, and you'll die horribly.'
'But we haven't all the radioactive matter that Odin will need,' I protested.
'We have most of it. If you perish here, we'll never get even this much back to him. Quick, up the stair to the disk!'
He grabbed the crucible's handle. Reluctantly I took the other handle and started with him toward the stair. As we hastened with our heavy load between the roaring geysers of atomic fire, I looked back. The one of the flame-children that had touched me experimentally was now joining several other dazzling creatures like itself, and drifting after us.
Hastily we started up the stair. With some relief, I saw that the flame-children did not follow us, but drifted on and started circling and flitting around another of the fire fountains. Apparently the dim intelligence of the creatures, if indeed they possessed any, had lost interest in us.
Panting and exhausted, we reached the landing and set the crucible down on the floating disk. Thor hastily adjusted the controls to make up for the increased weight on it. As he crouched down, preparatory to starting up the shaft, I noticed something.
'Thor, what is that door up there, high in the roof?' He turned his gaze to follow my pointing finger. The door looked like a massive sliding sheet of dull metal, set in the roof of the underworld some distance from us. There was a shielded mechanism of some kind set in the rock by the door, obviously controlling it.
'That is the forbidden research upon which Loki was engaged, and which caused us to banish him from Asgard,' Thor explained. 'Above that door is a tunnel connected with the sea of the upper world. If the door were opened, sea water would rush down into this underworld.'
'Good lord!' I cried in horror. 'If sea water ever poured down into this world of fire, there'd be an explosion that would shake the planet!'
'Aye, and Odin saw that danger,' Thor said. 'Loki planned to admit only enough sea water to produce the titanic power of which he had need in his experiments. But Odin pointed out that if anything went wrong — if this door were completely opened and the sea rushed down unchecked into Muspelheim — there would be such an explosion as would rend the whole land above. It was the reason for Loki's banishment.'
As Thor spoke, he was moving the control lever. The floating disk began to rise in the vertical shaft, out of the fiery underworld. With all the tiny valve-doors closed, it rose quickly under the pressure of the powerful radiation. We shot up the dark shaft at a speed that almost equaled that of our descent.
We were none too soon. A savage pain in my back told me that the radiation had just been starting to penetrate my weakened protective garment. Already it had scorched my flesh!
Clinging to the rocking, rising disk, I held the crucible to keep it from sliding away. The radioactive matter in it shed a feeble glow upon the dark walls of the pit as they raced downward. Then Thor slowed our rise, and finally the disk came to a halt at the mouth of the shaft. Again we were in the torchlit chamber under Valhalla castle.
Odin was awaiting us. The Aesir uttered an exclamation of relief as Thor and I stumbled off the disk with the crucible and removed our stiff garments.
'Lord Odin, I fear we didn't get all the radioactive fuel you'll need for your mechanism,' I said bitterly. 'It was my fault that we were forced to leave—'
Odin looked with a shadow of worry in his eye at the half-filled crucible. But he spoke confidently to me.
'It should be enough, Jarl Keith, to defend us from Loki's storm weapons. See, I have converted another mechanism into such a generator as we will need for that defense.'
The mechanism was concealed by a spherical copper cover upon which was mounted a smaller copper ball. There was a hopper in its side, into which we poured the chunks of glowing mineral.
'It should have power enough to maintain a defensive screen against the force of Loki's storm-cones for a short time,' Odin said. 'If he should use the storm-cones for longer than that—'
He did not finish, but I shared the deep worry that was etched in his strong face.
'I saw Loki's handiwork below,' I said, and described the sliding door in the roof of the fire-world, which Loki had designed to admit sea water. 'No wonder you cast Loki out for such a terrifically dangerous plan.'
'Aye, it was Baldur who discovered that plan, and was slain by Loki for exposing it,' Odin said somberly. 'Loki had perfected a remote control for that sliding door, operating by tuned vibration. Here it is.'
And Odin showed me, among the many dust-covered instruments in the chamber, a small, square silver box. On it was mounted a knob whose pointer could be turned along a semi-circular scale.
'Turning this knob would open the sea-door a bit or wide,' the Aesir king said. 'When Loki fled from Asgard, he took this control box with him. And when we trapped him in that cave below Midgard, and we were about to kill him, Loki threatened to open the sea-gate wide and destroy us all. That was why we had to agree not to kill him, if he would surrender this control box to us. He did surrender it. We kept our word and did not kill him, but placed him in the suspended animation in which he lay for so long.'
Odin went to the door and called up through the corridors for some of his
'We shall place it on Vigrid field, on the mainland across Bifrost Bridge,' he said, 'and keep it under guard tonight. For it is there that we must make our stand against Loki's forces when they come in all their fury.'
