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"In Jack Williamson's The Stonehenge Gate, a quartet of poker-playing academics decide to check out a circle of trilithons (yeah, that Stonehenge) revealed under Sahara sands by ground-penetrating radar. Yep, they're gates, and they go to different places, with different humans and Earthlike life. They also go to machine-guarded cities and strange binary planets and other circles of trilithons. As you might expect from an author who's been in print in nine decades now, it's a well-crafted…story."
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The Stonehenge Gate
By Williamson, Jack
Tor Science Fiction
Copyright © 2006
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The rocks were identical: two square columns of smooth black stone, some ten feet square and spaced twice as far apart.
Derek squinted, and said "I think it's the lintel stone that lay across the top to frame the gate."
"Gate to where?" Lupe asked.
"To hell," Ram shrugged "If you remember my Little Mama's tales. She was certainly terrified of whatever she thought might follow her through the gate."
Derek was already tramping on to study the nearest stone. It was an odd black granite, veined with thin green streaks, perfectly squared and polished slick. "I'm no geologist," he said, "but I never saw a stone like this. It certainly wasn't quarried anywhere near here. No culture so old ever worked stone so well."
Ram and I followed. I heard him gasp. When I turned back, he was gone.
"Ram!" Lupe was calling. "Ram!"
We heard no answer. We scattered out to search the sand around us and found no footprints, no sign of him or where he had gone. We were gathering again in the shadow of the column when he came staggering back out of nowhere and fell on his face right beside me...
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