For cases were known and whispered through the service, more certain than idle rumors or sky-stories, of extended duty so terrible in its demands on morale that now and then, unable to continue, some unfortunate Chum of Chance had decided to end his life, the overwhelming choice among methods being the "midnight plunge"—simply rolling over the gunwale during a night flight—yet, for those who might prefer less dependence on altitude, any gun on board would present an irresistible appeal.
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So far, the Chums of Chance and their life have been painted in a joyful light: just a bunch of youngsters on adventures across the world. But suddenly we're introduced to the dark side of Chumming. Not just with the sudden revelation that suicide among the crews was not unheard of but also the realization that the missions the crews embarked upon could be the catalyst for their destruction. What dark adventures have torn at the fragile and innocent psyches of these boys? What dark recesses of the world and nightmare realms have they been witness to? Perhaps H.P. Lovecraft was once a Chum, later to write about the wretched things he saw and the terrifying experiences which played out before his young eyes.