Part One: The Cannibal Radio
"You know your green from your red.
You know your quick from the dead.
So much better than the rest
You think you've been blessed,
But I know you." -Peter Gabriel 'Steam'.
Reggie fell nearly ten feet after leaping through the dimensional fork. Not a terribly large distance on Earth, but the gravity on the red planet was somewhat greater, and he landed awkwardly, twisting his ankle and falling to the ground. The wind was knocked out of him, and when he looked up, he saw a the black clothed legs of a figure standing directly in front of him.
"The Tall Man" He thought. He tried to raise his 4-barreled shotgun, but a boot stepped on his hand, pinning it to the red sand. The gravity prevented him from raising his head more than a few inches, he couldn't see the Tall Man's face. But it had to be him. Who else could it be.
"I've been waiting for you," Said the black suited shape in front of him, "For a very long time."
Long fingers reached down and pressed into his skull. For a few useless seconds, Reggie tried to free his right hand and the shotgun it still held. Then everything went black.