Cliffhangers, Inc. By: L. Craig Woods


Cliffhangers, Inc.
Chapter One
By: L. Craig Woods

Brad Stetson ran for his life through the dense undergrowth of the jungle, leaves and branches slapping painfully at his face and arms. Close at his heels, the screaming natives were quickly gaining and he knew that if they caught him, it would not just be his 'head' that they cut off and shrunk. After all, how was he supposed to know that the old chieftain's daughter was a 'sacred' virgin--it's not like she wore a sign or anything.

Stetson plowed on through the vegetation, each breath now a searing pain in his lungs. Without turning to look around, he could tell his pursuers were getting closer, as an occasional spear would hiss past his head and be swallowed by the surrounding foliage. Brad was nearly done in and he knew it would take a miracle to get him out of this scrape alive.

Exhausted, he stumbled on through the brush and suddenly burst into a narrow clearing. His forward momentum carried him another twenty feet, nearly to the lip of a sheer cliff. Brad grabbed onto a hanging vine and jerked himself to a stop, just before he would have toppled headlong over the edge. He looked out over the wide chasm and saw, several hundred feet below, the raging waters of the swift-moving Ugumbi River, now swollen with spring run-off.

Still holding onto the vine that had--at least momentarily--saved his life, Brad turned back toward the jungle just as the natives crashed into the clearing. The painted and feathered tribesmen stopped at the edge of the clearing, sure now that they had their prey trapped. One of them gave Brad a wide, toothy grin, hefted his spear and threw it at him.

Stetson ducked and the spear whistled by his left ear. The natives charged him and he realized that he only had a split second to make a decision. So much for miracles, he thought, then turned and threw himself over the cliff edge.


Todd leaned back from the keyboard and asked, "So, what do you think?"

Hal came over and read off the monitor screen what his partner had typed into the computer. "It's all right, I guess, if a little uninspired. He probably just held on to the vine when he went over the edge."

"Right, okay, okay. That's just a tease," Todd said, as he hunched over the keyboard and began punching out more of the story.

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About the Author

Mr. Woods began writing rather late in life, but was always fascinated by the 'Cliffhanger Serials' that used to be shown before the main feature at movie theaters in the '30s and '40s... Click here for full bio
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