A neat little science-fiction ghost story. This is 1970s Martin, when he’d developed into a strong writer, so there’s few of the growing pains his very early stories exhibited.
Conceptually, the story is really neat, and while Martin’s no master of prose, his actual writing chops don’t let his ideas down as much as they did with some of his earlier stories. It’s an interesting ghost story concept that feels a little underdeveloped with how the short story ends, but I feel like Martin was aiming more for an atmospheric story here than a proper plotted-out short story with twists and turns and anything like that.
Definitely a good little read. I give it three Edsels, and a Jag.