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some unknown source. While our scientists have been tuning their multimillion-dollar equipment into remote hisses and squeaks from distant stars, hundreds, if not thousands, of ham radio operators and teenagers with homemade coils and condensers have been listening with awe to the wild, unidentifiable, and obviously intelligent signals radiating from and around our own planet. These signals ejdst. They existed from the moment Tesla first tuned into them accidentally. If the present trend continues, more and more people will be hearing these strange voices and signals from their radios and TV sets in the future. We live in a world ruled by electro-magnetisni, and there is every indication that someone - the Earth's phantom Inhabitants - learned to utilize these forces long ago. In time we may learn to separate the natural static and the CIA codes from the truly enigmatic waves that are flowing all round us. Strange things happen on the twenty-fourth of die month. People vanish. On October 24th, 1593, a Spanish soldier standing guard in Manila in the Philippines suddenly disappeared. Twenty-four hours later he found himself in Mexico City, some nine thousand miles from Manila, without any idea how he had managed to travel so far so fast. We could dismiss the seemingly factual historic account of this case if it weren't for the disturbing fact that such things continue to happen on a ae es ee regular basis. On October 24th. 1967, Bruce Burkan, nineteen, found himself sitting in a bus terminal in Newark, dressed in a cheap, ill-fitting suit with exactly seven cents in his pocket He didn't have the foggiest notion what he was doing there, noi could he remember anything that had happened during the previous two months. On August 22nd, 1967. Burkan and his girlfriend went to a beach at Asbury Park, New Jersey. He left her later to go and put a coin in a parking meter. He was wearing nothing but a bathing suit. When he failed to return, his friend went looking for him. She found his locked cat where he had parked it. Burkan's family held a well publicized search for him, but not a single clue turned up. Finally they conducted a funeral service in his memory, giving him up for dead. After his reappearance on October 24th, tie young man told reporters, There's one thing that really bothers me. I have fiery red hair. Where was I that despite all the publicity no one recognized me?" On August 15th, 1967, seven days before Burkan's still unexplained disappearance, a thirty- seven-year-old research scientist named Paul T. MacGregor left his office at the Polaroid Corporation in Boston. Massachusetts, and started out for Camp Kirby to join his vacationing family. He never got there. One month latex he walked into a police station in Buffalo, New York, and told them he didn't know who he was. His identity was traced through the labels of his clothes and the inscription on his wedding ring. Doctors at the Meyer Memorial Hospital examined him and said they were convinced that he was suffering from amnesia. CHAPIBR FIFTEEN WHERE IS EVERYBODY GOING?