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FEAR
THE VAULT OF
HORROR •
WEIRD SCIENCE •
WEIRD FANTASY •
MODERN LOVE bert B. rk,
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WELL...HEH, HEH...I SEE IT’S TIME FOR ME TO TELL YOU ANOTHER SPINE-TINGLING TALE.. .ONE OF MY VAST COLLEC TION OF CHILLERS WHICH I KEEP HERE IN THE CRYPT THIS STORY IS A FAVORITE OF MINE. ..ONE THAT I GUARANTEE WILL MAKE YOUR BLOOD RUN COLD AND YOUR HAIR
STAND ON END
f
I
CALL
IT...
m. THE
YOU ARE ABOUT TO BEGIN A FRIGHTFUL ADVENTURE. ..CONCERNING a luxurious Ocean liner and THE STRANGE AND UNEXPLAINED EVENT? THAT WILL OCCUR IN...
STATEROOM
13
'
,
What wonderful
luck?' only ONE of the two berths in STATEROOM 13 HAS BEEN TAKEN.' YOU PAY THE PURSER AND BOARD THE SHIP' AND NOT A MOMENT TOO SOON... FOR AS YOU REACH THE TOP OF THE GANGPLANK, ,
CAST OFF THE ELL, AS A MATTER OF
BUT YOU MUST HAVE BERTH OPEN.
ONE
I'LL TAKE
.
ACT, SIR... THAT
.
ANYrs*
^CLASS'
1
FORWARD
MAKE HEADY FOR; \
DEPARTURE...
A
ASHORE....
NUMBErT
AH.. .WHAT
TUGS STRAINAND PUSHING THE GIANT LINER OUT INTO MIDSTREAM 'THEN-
STATEROOM DO YOU^^3T
AWAY... THE LITTLE
'last call... ALL ASHORE THAT'S GOING
YOU WATCH AS THE DOCK SLIPS ING
MAY I TAKE YOUR BAGS AND SHOW YOU TO YOUR r—
4
LINES..
IS...
YOU'RE NOT < SUPERSTITIOUS.
IF
WHY.
The color drains from the STEWARD* CHEEKS... HIS EYES HORROR A%HE STARES
FILL WITH
WHY. .THANK JOU, STE WARD?
WHY..
.
WHAT SEEMS
YOH...ER...’
TO BE THE TROUBLE^ NOTHING, A fc STEWA R D? SIR...
CAB IN .SIR’/
N0T HIN
The STEWARD SETS YOUR BAGS DOWN
IN
YOUR STATE-
ROOM, CHECKS THE PORTHOLE TO SEE THAT IT IS SECURELY BOLTED, AND THEN EDGES TOWARD THE DOOR < THERE IS A LOOK OF FEAR ON HIS FACE...
WHAT IS IT, OLD MA N ? WHAT IS THERE ABOUT THIS ^ ^CAB IN THAT FRIGH TENS
A
YOU
?
I... I... .
DON'T KNOW,
ONLY... ONLY..-
NO ONE WHO HAS EVER BEEN ASSIGNED THIS CABIN HAS COMPLETED HIS CROSSING IN ITT SOMETHING... SOMEONE. FRIGHTENS THEM INTO LEAVING \\ IT f WHY ONE PASSE N6ER EVEN ) WENT MAD FROM WHAT HE SAW HERE..^/ ’
.
.
^
j ’
—
^ The STEWARD MUMBLES SOMETHING ABOUT GHOSTS AND SLIPS FROM YOUR GRASP? YOU WATCH AS HE HURRIES DOWN THE CORRIDOR, AND THEN YOU CLOSE THE
TWO
BERTHS...
HMMM?
GHOSTS... BAH? HE'S PROBABLY PLAYING A TRICK ON ME... SUG-
GESTION AND STUFF...
WONDER WHO HAS THE HIS BAGGAGE IS HERE ? HE’S PROBABLY UP ON DECK SAYJNG GOODBYE TO THE GOOD OLD I
UPPER?
.
U. S. A.?
TOLD I'LL
TO
turnin' you are tireo, and THE FRESH SE A AIR HAS MADE YQU SLEEPY...
.
^ 4
HELLO? I SAME HERE? GUESS YOU MUSTS RATHER SMALlJ BE MY ROOM- ^STATEROOM, MATE? GLAD To) ISN'T IT? HAD 1 .MEET YOU? jflTO TAKE IT..-. ] ONLY ONE LEFT?] OH...
DOOR.
fc.
— After DINNER YOU DECIDE
You STOW YOUR BELONGINGS IN YOUR ASSIGNED BERTH AND SURVEY THE CABIN ? IT IS SMALL, WITH ONE PORTHOLE... AND THE
HE? TURN
.
J ME, TOO? GLAD WELL.. IN? I'M
GUESS PR ETTJ
YOU'RE HERE, THOUGH' t
MSI. T IRED
THE STEWARD TOLD ME SOME AWFUL YARN
ABOUT THIS ROOM...
YOU DON'T KNOW HOW CONG YOU'VE BEEN ASLEEP.. ONLY... SUDDENLY YOUR EYES ARE OPEN? YOUR STATEROOM SMELLS STRANGE? THE PECULIAR SMELL OE DAMPNESS-STALE SEA-WATER? AND YOU ARE COCO... A GUSH OF AIR IS COMING FROM THE OPEN PORTHOLE...
f——
BLAST? THE PORTHOLE IS OPEN? I'D BETTER CLOSE IT. OR RISK A NASTY COLD?
—
WOULDN’T TAKE SERIOUSLY? HE'S
OH, I
IT’
r YES-WELL. ^GOqp-NIGHT'
PROBABLY PULLING. your leg?
YOU GET UP AND STUMBLE TO THE PORTHOLE IN THE DARKNESS? THE BOLTS HAVE BEEN LOOSENED AND THE FINE SPRAY FROM THE SEA WETS YOUR FACE? YOU SLAM IT SHUT, BOLTING IT TIGHTLY... AND THEN, FROM THE BERTH ABOVE YOURS, COMES A " "’f BLOOD- CURDLING CRY.
—
WHAT
THE...?
-
With a single leap, your roommate springs FROM HIS BERTH TO THE FLOOR AND OASHES MADLY TOWARD THE STATEROOM POOR... what /S it? WHAT'S
YOU LISTEN TO
WR0N6JYn0.'N0'N0? 1
HIS FOOTSTEPS RUNNING FULL SPEED DOWN THE CORRIDOR? POOR OLD BOY? PROBABLY SEASICK? YOU SHUT THE DOOR AND GROPE YOUR WAY BACK TO YOUR BERTH? YOUR EYES CLOSE AND YOU SLEEP AGAIN? THEN, DURING THE EARLY MORNING HOURS, YOU ARE AWAKENED BY A GROAN...
W&T
H
MM MM ? NOT A VERY GOOD
SAILOR...
IJBLtoo^hap? u^e^ojii^^^^_
rRp
1 The NEXT MORNING, THE SUN STREAMING THROUGH THE PORTHOLE AWAKENS YOU AND YOU DRESS QUICKLY f THE CURTAINS OF THE UPPER BERTH ARE DRAWN... YOU LEAVE WITHOUT DISTURBING YOUR ROOMMATE...
On DECK, THE STOPS YOU.
SHIP'S
DOCTOR
I WONDER IF YOU' / WHA...?YOU CAN TELL ME WHAT f MEAN.. HE HAPPENED LAST > didn't come BACK TOTHE NIGHT? WE FOUND YOUR ROOMMATE / STATEROOM’
I...
m NO' WE HAVE HIM IN THE SHIP'S ’ HOSPITAL? HE’S SUFFERING FROM SHOCK ? CAN YOU TELL ME cr— WHAT HE SAW THAT MIGHT? I...T HAVE CAUSED IT?_ j—/ HAVE N<
'
COWERING
IN
A
N
PASSAGE... BABBLING LIKE AN IDIOT f
LOOK?I HAVE A LARGE CABIN! WHY DON'T YOU BRING YOUR THINGS OVER THERE AND r SPEND THE REST OF YOUrJ
S TRIP WITH
MET^—-
—
OH, REALLY, DOCTOR? ARE YOU INFERING k
THAT THE RUMORS
^
( ABOUT STATEROOM
g\l3 ARE TRUE
I
YOU LAUGH, REFUSING THE DOCTOR'S INVITATION? YOU SPEND THE DAY RELAXING IN YOUR DECK-CHAIR. SWIMMING IN THE SHIPPS POOL. ..AND PLAYING CANASTA IN THE GAME ROOM AFTER DINNER? IT IS VERY LATE WHEN YOU RETURN TO YOUR ROOM... _ HO- HUM? GAD, l'M TIRED!
THAT BERTH CERTAINCC fe
LOOKS INVITING?^^
YOU CHECK THE PORTHOLE TO $££ THAT IT IS SECURELY BOLTED AND THEN YOU STRETCH OUTON YOUR BERTH' YQU LAY AWAKE THINKING ABOUT THE AGONIZING SCREAM OF YOUR ROOMMATE THE NIGHT BEFORE, WHEN.
WHAT
THE PORTHOLE IS OPEN AGAIN... AND. PHEW... THAT SMELL OF^ ^SEA-WATER AND DECAY..
YOU GET UP AND CLOSE IT' YOU ARE FRIGHTENEO' YOU DISTINCTLY REMEMBER CHECKING IT BEFORE YOU WENT TO BED' YOU TIGHTEN THE BOLTS WITH ALL OF YOUR STRENGTH AND STAND THERE FOR A WHILE-STARING' OUT TO sea' SUOOENLY. what’s that? a moan... COMING FROM THE UPPER
THE...?
..
It
YOU SPRING TO THE BERTH AND TEAR THE CURTAINS APART..’. THRUSTING YOUR HAND IN, TO D1SCOVER IF THERE IS ANYONE THERE...
THAT SMELL..:THAT NAUSEATING SMELL OF STAGNANT SALT-WATER' AND^^ and.,
YOU TAKE HOLD OF SOMETHING... SOMETHING COLD AND WET.. ICY COLD. ..SOMETHING LIKE A MAN’S ARM' ANO AS YOU PULL, THE CREATURE HURLS ITSELF FROM THE BERTH... A CLAMMY, OOZY MA$S<
aaaaaagh.'
AN INSTANT, THE HORRIBLE MONSTROSITY HAS DARTED OUT In
OF THE STATEROOM DOOR'
GOOD LORD' SO THAT'S WHAT IT IS' X...X'LL ^t... FOLLOW IT'
BERTH...
KEEP AWAY.' KEEP AWAY.'
YOU CHASE THE DARK SHADOW THROUGH THE DIMLY LIT PASSAGE’ AND UP TO THE COMPANIONWAY '
BLASTED THING.' IT’S
GETTING AWAY.'
YOU WATCH AS IT SEEMS TO GO OVER THE RAIL AND INTO THE SEA...
MUST BE DREAMING' THAT CURSED MEAL TONIGHT...IT... ^ IT DIDN T AGREE with
I...
!
.
'
YOU CANNOT RETURN TO THAT HORRIBLE ROOM SO YOU WALK THE
WELL FRANKLY, \' ' WHY DON'T YOU CAPTAIN, THERE LET ME FIX YOU /S' SOMETHING J UP IN THE OFFIVERY HORRIBLE N CERS' QUARTERS HAPPENED IN MY \FOR THE REMAINSTATEROOM LAST DER OF THE I
PECK. FINALLY CURLING Uf> IN A PECK CHAIR UNDER A STEAMER BLANKET TO SLEEP A DREAMLESS SLEEP? THE MORNING SUN BLINDS
YOU AS YOU ARE SHAKEN AWAKE-
'
NIGHT f
.
IT
MIGHT
HAVE BEEN MY
WENT TO YOUR STATEROOM? YOU WEREN'T THERE?
I
klS ANYTHING
\
LOOK HERE CAPTAINTYyOU ARE RIGHT,! CAN'T WE GET TO /SIR? ONLY, WHAT TO THE BOTTOM OF \CAN l DO? I*M J THIS? THERE MUST) INCLINED TO 4 BE A LOGICAL BOARD UP I EXPLANATION? ROOU'^M
TRIP?
IMAGINATION BUT...
.
WRONG? f*
THAT WILL SOLVE NOTHING? PERHAPS' IT alONLY A STOWAWAY... TRYING TO LIGHTEN PEOPLE OUT OF THAT STATEROOM SO THAT HE CAN SPEND > THE REMAINDER OF THE TRIP IN COMFORT? A MANIAC PERHAPS (J
U
[hmmm?that\ TH0U6HT HAS \ (never OCCURED ] TO ME 'YOU MAY] I
BE RIGHT?!
YOU ARE RELIEVED THAT YOU WILL NOT HAVE TO SPEND ANOTHER NIGHT ALONE IN THAT ACCURSED STATEROOM? TOGETHER WITH THE CAPTAIN, T0NI6HT YOU MAY SOLVE THIS BAFFLING PROBLEM? ^SEE YOU THEn7\ ABOUT TEN?//
\
VAT
i
YES..
.
\ (stateroom 13A
A*: •••
<
TELL YOU WHAT?)
TONIGHT, I WILL STAND WATCH WITH YOU? IF HE SHOWS HIS FACE .WE'LL BE ABLE TO OVERPOWER HIM
TOGETHER?
GOOD, CAPTAIN? i'm glad YOU are TAKING A MORE , REALISTIC ATTITUDE THAN YOUR SUPERSTITIOUS
I
CREW?
Your day is spent anxiously... and towards evening, YOU FIND YOURSELF BECOMING NERVQUS?FIN ALLY, IT IS TEN O’CLOCK.. AND YOU MAKE YOUR WAY DOWN TO TH E i STATEROOM?
.
YOU CHECK THE PORTHOLE. YOU AND THE CAPTAIN. ..AND MAKE SURE THAT IT1S TIGHTLY BOLTED. I'LL SIT
HERE ON’
THE BERTH/ WHY DON'T YOU SIT
.
A
THEREON MY »
VALISE...
p
The rook is dark' only the hum OF THE ENGINES IS HEARD. FAR BELOW... AND THE MUFFLED ROAR OF |THE SEA, OUTSIDE / SUDDENLY... I
GOOD/
NOW... SHALL
WE TURN OUT THE
Mffl
LIGHT..
^J
THAT’S-.T HAT'S IT,
/Tf
LET'S
(NO? NO?
CAPTAIN?
BE r
YOU...
IT
L KILLED YOU. RIGHT THERE ^ ...IN THAT BERTH/ PUSHED YOU OUT THAT PORTHOLE... INTO 4 THE SEA/ YOU CAN'T BE...YOU J
CANT
CAN'T...
YOU'RE
DEAD' I MUR- * DERED YOU ' zM
Horrified, you watch? the captain SLUMPS TO THE FLOOR-WHITE AS CHALK? THEN, SATISFIED, THE TH/NR TURNS AND
HURLS ITSELF OUT OF THE PORTHOLE-
ROOD LORD/
HERE WE GO, A CAPTAIN/ THINGS^ ARE BEGINNING
r
You SPIN AROUNO/ THE TH/NO... THE HORRIBLE CREATURE OF LAST NIGHT IS RISING OUT OF THE TOP BERTH / THE CAPTAIN IS SHRINKING BACK...
^^3ET
YOU RUSH TO THE PORTHOLE AND SLAM IT SHUT... SOME STRANGE FORCE SEEMS TO RESIST YOU...
J bto pop' rT"
4
The captain is deao. .LITERALLY FRIGHTENED TO DEATH AND AS YOU TURN TO LOOK THING, YOU ARE .
AFTER THE
ASTOUNOEP TO SEE
THAT...
THE PORTHOLE IS CLOSED, fc AND. BOLTED / jgm .
.
'Heh, heh/ and that's y THE STORY, DEAR READ-
ER? THE CAPTAIN RECEIVED THE SHOCK OF HlS LIFE, EH? WELL, HE SHOULD HAVE REALIZED... YOU CAN'T GET AWAY WITH MURDER... NOT EVEN AT SEA... ON YOUR OWN
I
I
SHIP? OH, IF
BY"
YOU EVER
THE WAY?
REALLY
SAIL THE ‘OCEAN OUEENj
ASK FOR STATEROOM
’
t
|§SJ$j]\
DROP ME A FEW LINES' WRITE YOU LIKE MY TALES AND HAVE TIME TO KILL. THE CRYPT-KEEPER, RM. 706, DEPT. 20, 22S LAFAYETTE ST..N.Y.C. 12, N.Y.
IF
.
TO:
.
\
THIRTEEN? TELL 'EM T
\SENT YOU?
.
.
Xhe
sun had already gone down behind
the heavy jungle growth along both banks
sluggish
the
of
beached
when Canady,! aÂŤd staggered
stream,
boat
flimsy
his
ashore.
A hundred
swampy
water's
yards back from the
edge ivas a village he had
never seen before
...
a
primitive circle
oi
weathered huts he hadn't known existed on this
unmapped,off-shoot of the Orinoco
But there
caped
was good reason why
his notice
during
been managing the
all the
River.'
had
it
es-
.
.
sometimes searching
.
sometimes
to express himself,
sound. Drucker
... his
spection
led
a
to
the
1
manners
.
,
of the
who had .
One
guides rose from behind him,
of the
ensuing silence Canady watched
in the
cross the hut to the door.
f
pmd
hidden under the mat his grim-faced tribes-
being here."
( t
his belt, his fingers t<J
groping
its
holster. Just in case! "They're .
.
.
a
for his
.
.
.
.
wondering
Canady began and his hand .
touched the empty
it
.
it,
gun
holster.
they had watched his face
when he had seen
the object!
moving unoBtru-
certain that his revolver v
an ugly-
and they hate my barging
into their village as
find
They knew
himself,
he had seen
realized
trembled as
my
range
here!
several inches
it
art object
men
to rise,
thought to himself as he pretended
ively
looking bunch
Watched the
passed momentarily
and Canady braced whether the chief and
There was
fl
floor opposite the Chief,
in
it
former resting place.
people J
escorted
like
if
flame-colored moustache?
its
ing eyes that Watched him settl^ on the
make
.
in-
earth.
over a grass mat and moved
hardly noticed the cold .and appl:
"They don't
of .
.
.
and him
cotjj
r
gave only passing notice boat
words
He had come to find him would pay anyone who knew where Drucker was. Had they seen a tall man with red hair ... a man who had a swallowed up by the
longing Jo the village chief, i
natives
for
a surge
from sight as
Just ^vanished
trip.'
native's left foot as
Canady was
in
plantation foreman
had disappeared a week before on an
time he had
Plantation. In his fifteen
years in the tropics, he had never
ventured so for into jivaro
ady spoke
much as
But there's no choice
.
I
hate being I've got to
clue to Dfucker's whereabouts!"
And even as him. from
on the
floor,
began
they
sides of the
to close in
on
huh Canady was human head there
underneath the grass mat that
had been moved
.
.
the head, with the red
hair looking so ludicrous over th4 shrivelled skin
In the language of the jungle people
all
conscious of the shrunken
Can-
.
.
the
head with
ored moustached
the' bitshy flame-col-
.
There were four of them. rich, spoiled, bored? they had all the money they WANTED, THEY HAD BEEN EVERYWHERE AND DONE EVERYTHING? AND SO, WHEN SOMEONE SUGGESTED THAT THEY TRY THE MAGIC OF THE ANCIENTS, THEY BR EWED. .
.
.
4R4TAI l*AD
WHAT BOSHf YOU don't TAKE ANY STOCK IN rA'>»rjUNK,DO IH, WELL..
BE THAN
IT’LL
SITTING AROUND LISTENING TO
SOMEBODY’S
Yh*t night, in JIM Robert's rooms, the four got TOGETHER WITH SHOUTS OF LAUGHTER WHERE'D YOU EVER DREAM UP ALL f
BABY, IT TOOK ME HOUR* TO GET THESE THINGS?
MARYLYN? TOADS' TONGUES' A LAPWING'S EAR? THE FOOT OF>A DAY-OLD BAT?
THIS,
THE NAILS OF A DOG BORN
FIRST THE HAIR OF
A BABY MOUSE.
we're all sick of everything f
THOUGHT THAT WE COULO TRY SOME MAGIC SPELLS... OLD SPELLS WORKED BY CAGLIOStRO AND DEE? THEY WON'T WORK, Of COURSE...
I
BUT
!
"7 f
WHISPER
BELTANE, HOG'S BANE '
I
f )
iur . ti
j
DOG'S
TOOTH, w|TCH S
RUTH
TIP OF EAR AND SPIT OF TONGUE f MOSS FROM A DEAD MAN'S GRAVE? J
NOW ,
WORDS TO TOUCH THE EAR 1JJ
-
WILL 8E FUN TO "TRY...
THEN THE WING OF A BABY BAT?
DEAD...
STIR, STIR
IT
\
â&#x20AC;¢
look.'**
PINCH OF DUST
FROM A MUMMY CASE!
f
/
Loud
in the dark room, mary,lyn screams' her hands beat up at SOMETHING VAST, UNSEEN' HER GREEN-TINTED FACE WRITHES EERILY IN STARK TERROR...
f
GOT TO.. HAVE LIGHT GOT TO .KNOW WHA... WHAT HAPPENED j
l-look' marylyn’s
.
.
SHOE...
..
^
AND STOCKING...
EEeeyyAM&HHff
LET'S GET ..OUT OF HERE* CALL THE POLICE' GET
(
HELP FROM...
SOMEBODY
WE CAN GET 1 HER BACK OURSELVES, OLDMAN* -RELAX* relax' MAYBE IT’S JUST A MATTER OF ANOTHER SPELL OR SOMETHING... ,
X DON’T LIKE THIS* MAYBE I'M... A SISSY OR SOMETHING... .
BUT THERE ARE A LOT OF THINGS LIKE THIS... THAT
SCIENCE HAS NEVER
GRAZ Yf
THIS
IS
WHY
DID
WE EVER THIS?
SHAKING,
OLD
MAN*
HER... J
RIGHT
OUT OF THEM'
OH, JIM DARLING, UP'
HUSH WE HAVE TO SAVE
MARYLYN
OUR FAULT, OLD
MANf HERE, THIS LOOKS LIKE SOMETHING...
A
SEANCE
TO SPEAK TO THE
V
dead'
EXPLAINED' WE'D .
START
WHATEVER...
WAS ...MUST HAVE RIPPED
IT
.
BETTER.
PE eEt ECrRR... PlEEEA&SE COOOOME TOOOo
CONCENTRATE IT'S
MARYLYN
SHE'S CALLING ’0 ME
'
OH. MY heaven' OHHHH...
M5/E
ME A HAND? HELP ME? SOMETHING ...HAS HOLD OF ME... CAN'T SEEM... TO FIGHT IT tfFF...
JIM? GIVE
HOLD Yl ME? I'M P so
HIS COAT-SLEEVE... RIPPED
SCARED ?J|
FOR'
HE'S... GONE,
JIM...
so...
m
heeelp ossss.., Lo ooOk INNN ™EEE BqOOOK.
ALL-RIGHT'
WE CAN DO
IT...
BY A DIFFERENT
I DON'T LIKE But I'LL GO
[CALM DOWN? hsTTR
J
SPELL...
t
IT.
THROUGH WITH
l|
STEADY, NOW'
TO READ THE
I'M GOING
SPELL..
ONLY...
GONE. ..TOO FAR...
I’LL DO... WHAT-
NO' NO.' NOT THE WINNIE, YOU’RE POLICE' X WOtfT L.CRAZY ' LET STAY HERE ALONE? GO OF ME? JIM, YOUAND.I... J’PLEASE..
TOO'
OFF ? NOW I AM GOING THE POLICE' THIS HAS
)
EVER I CANLISTEN TO ME' I won't LET YOU GO FOR THE POLICE' WE STARTED ALL THIS? WE CAN FINISH IT? BUT YOU MUST HELP ME? JIM —
DO YOU
HEAR? THEY ARE
CALLING TO YONDER... ,
US. ..FROM OVER FROM SOMEWHERE..
BEYOND THE
GRAVE...
BY THE SECRETS OF THE NINE, BY THE SWORD OF SAMECH AND THE SPHINXED CHARIOT? BY THE BAPTISM OF THE FOUR ELEMENTS AND THE KEYS OF
THE FIFTY GATES... I SUMMON YOU? APPEAR? BRING BACK THOSE YOU HAVE TAKEN?
.
COME' I COME AT YOUR CALL,ENCHANTRESS ' I COME... /
I'LL
I
L ATTTT.
I'LL
Panting, sobbing, his WORLD REELING AROUND
HIM,
ROBERTS STARES AT THE GIGANTIC THING THAT THEIR SPELLS HAVE SUMMONED UP JIM
SHEER HORROR EYES ...
IN
%
CAN JUST ABOUT... REACH
PHONE
BY MYSELF (YE/IF r
HIS
}
the...
SAVE YOU. SAVE YOU.
.
GGGGNNN N Y Y ya a a a a
f
TOO
'
His nerves exacerbated, jim COLL APES IN A â&#x20AC;&#x2DC;DEAD FAINT t HE DOES NOT SEE THE MONSTROUS HORROR BEND OVER HIM...
BEING LIFTED AND CARRIED-
JlM OPENS HIS EYES. ..TO FINO HIMSELF] RECLINING IN A COFFIN... JUST AS THE GLOATING MONSTER IS SHUTTING THE HEAVY LID OOWN ON HIM.? J
NO ...NO.' DON'T. DON'T...
M Wm
41- 1- RIGHT, I I
I
With
a thud, the coffin
IN
THAT" COFFIN. LET'S
S
5
PUFFS 5 PUFF I CAN'T GET
IIT
UPf
IT'S
STUCK?
M
TO BREATI'-
PETE? JIM WILL\ BESIDES... WE SUFFOCATE J TOOK A BODY IN THERE? OUT TO MAKE WE'VE GOT TO PUT IT BACK? COME pN BACK TO THE CAR. WE'LL GET
SOME TOOLS
THE
?
SURE, RIGHT AWAY ? BOY, WAS HE EVER
SOARED.' SURE FOR ALL THAT MUMBO-
NAILS... SUFFOCATE... IN HERE... GETTING HARDER
L
f
OPENj ^VJIM
|
(FEU
THE
L
PETE
JOKE'S GONE FAR ENOUGH.' HE LOOKED HALF DEAD WITH FEAR,
closes
HAMMERING ME IN... CAN HEAR THE HAMMER... HITTING
HE'S...
Et-
r
IJUMBOf WHEEEEI
YOU'RE NEXT, MISTER? AND YOU CAN REST ASSURED... I GOING TO BURY YOU.. DEEP.'
L
'
His nerves exacerbated, jim COLL APES IN A â&#x20AC;&#x2DC;DEAD FAINT t HE DOES NOT SEE THE MONSTROUS HORROR BEND OVER HIM...
BEING LIFTED AND CARRIED-
JlM OPENS HIS EYES. ..TO FINO HIMSELF] RECLINING IN A COFFIN... JUST AS THE GLOATING MONSTER IS SHUTTING THE HEAVY LID OOWN ON HIM.? J
NO ...NO.' DON'T. DON'T...
M Wm
41- 1- RIGHT, I I
I
With
a thud, the coffin
IN
THAT" COFFIN. LET'S
S
5
PUFFS 5 PUFF I CAN'T GET
IIT
UPf
IT'S
STUCK?
M
TO BREATI'-
PETE? JIM WILL\ BESIDES... WE SUFFOCATE J TOOK A BODY IN THERE? OUT TO MAKE WE'VE GOT TO PUT IT BACK? COME pN BACK TO THE CAR. WE'LL GET
SOME TOOLS
THE
?
SURE, RIGHT AWAY ? BOY, WAS HE EVER
SOARED.' SURE FOR ALL THAT MUMBO-
NAILS... SUFFOCATE... IN HERE... GETTING HARDER
L
f
OPENj ^VJIM
|
(FEU
THE
L
PETE
JOKE'S GONE FAR ENOUGH.' HE LOOKED HALF DEAD WITH FEAR,
closes
HAMMERING ME IN... CAN HEAR THE HAMMER... HITTING
HE'S...
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since she insisted on buying the dog,
he had hated the big golden animal
his wife
brought into the house! As far back as he could remember he had been afraid of dogs,
even the tiny wriggling pups he saw in the
Shop windows
Pet
.
.
.
but
monster she
this
had brought home was huge, even
for
a
Great Dane!
The savage hate he felt.toward the dog she
grew with each passing day
called Hamlet .
.
.
and
tear!
was matched by
the hate
Fear which multiplied
sight of the
was most
down
awful
mere
he wasn't careful
to start
his spine!
frightening of all
tion that his hatred If
his
until the
animal was enough
cold chills running
was
the
And what
his realiza-
was returned by Hamlet! .
mendously powerful
.
.
well, the
dog was
tre-
...
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was
all set
from the house
room he had
@ON
SURE-FIRE
WINNER'^S^
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AT ALL NEWSSTANDS'
means ner
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.
for
his wife
would be away
several hours! With me-
care he examined the basement
ticulous
ANOTHER "NEW TREND"
.
fixed
of escape!
was
all
to give the
up
.
in
.
.
the
room with no
The metal tub
set for the
dog
in
one
cor-
was going
bath he
a few minutes
.
.
.
Hamlet's
last bath!
He examined
the pipes leading to the tub.
With the faucets removed
which was even
at this
like this, the
water
moment splashing in
.
could be turned
And with the have
do would be
to
into the room.
and
out,
never have
to
he would unchain
and bring
right outside
With the door shut on his
the water running,
he would
worry about that animal again!
He whirled
at the
eyes wide with
sound behind him, The door
terror!
room had slammed shut
was no way
there
it
The plan
to get out!
to himself ...
Hamlet from the post him
he would
all
fail!
He smiled
way
way,
slam the door and
to
would be impossible couldn't
.
only from the outside!
off
lock fixed this
.
.
to turn
.
and off
it
his
to the little
the water
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back he was able
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once, again time lor another of our discussions! The first item on my old list of things to DIG UP with you is TITLE of my now familiar magazine!
it's
GRAVE musty
O.K. Ed, there's your letter good luck! For 75c apiece, I'd send you my own personal copies ... but I've never kept them! Can't stand to have them around they scare the daylights outa me! .
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As you no doubt are aware, my magazine has always been tops in TERROR the first word in HORROR and unsurpassed in SUSPENSE! So when my frightened pub.
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the latest issue, his seeing the word TERROR in the title has given him a bad case of hic-
cups! This, naturally, aggravated the old boy's tummy even more so tor his sake, as well as for the sakes of all my readers with weak tummies, 1 reluctantly agreed to change the title of my TERROR-IFIC mag to TALES FROM THE CRYPT! But do not be alarmed, all you FIENDISH FANS! To paraphrase a phrase, a CORPSE by any other
Dear Crypt-Keeper, I want you to know
CRYPT OF TERROR
is
that everytime a put on sale at my
candy-store, I will buy it you. You don't scare me! .
and
will
HAUNT
A. (NMI) Ghost (No address given!)
.
So haunt me, Ghost 1 1 dare you Only you better not show up -around the CRYPT! I I
might scare the SHEET off you! Go dissolve your ectoplasm in a vat of sulphuric acid!
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name is still a CORPSE! And let me assure you. THE CRYPT OF TERROR by any other name will still be ... ah TERROR-BLE! Now let's dig into the MAIL MAUSOLEUM .
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which,
.
gems
.
is
CHOKED
.
full of
a
Slab 13
hot-foot
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.
.
your epistolary I say
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A further listing of my favorite fine mystery
Dear Crypt-Keeper,
literature,
hate to admit this, you old geezer, but your magazine is the very best HORRORTERROR book I have ever readâ&#x20AC;&#x201D; barring none! I have an almost complete collection I
THE CRYPT OF TERROR. However.
not
of
Morgue Refrigerator Dodge City, Kansas
City
don't you give yourself with an acetylene-torch!
and peruse a tew! (Gad, did
THAT
of
Your magazine leaves me cold! The Occupant
Why
have issues No.
6,
No.
I
do
and Ng. 16. I them, and he in-
H. P. Lovecraft
:
Karloff, Boris:
And
Bram
at
your
Lurker-at the Threshhold the Darkness Falls
Stoker: The Mystery of the
Sea
9,
wrote to your publisher for formed me that these particular issues were am appealing to you. Please your "corner " I will offer
sell-outs! So I print this letter in
to pay as high as 75c apiece to anyone who can send me these issues in good condition! Ed Szep
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which you can obtain
local library!
Ocean Parkway
Brooklyn. N. Y.
And so, dear readers, don't forget to tell all your friends about the new title of my magazine ... I wouldn't want anyone to miss this issue because he was still looking for the
CRYPT OF TERROR! And keep your letters pouring in tell me what type of stories you like best! lust write to: THE CRYPT.
.
.
KEEPER, Rm. 706, Dept. Street, N. Y. C. 12, N. Y.
20,
225 Lafayette
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GOOD LORO /
OOM't look at it, MISS BENNETT? IT'S TOO HORRIBLE.'
Perhaps it was the fact that our childhood was MISERABLE... OUR PARENTS BEING POVERTY-STRICKEN? PERHAPS IT WAS THE FACT THAT I, JANET BENNETT; HAD REMAINED UNMARRIED, AND HAD CONTINUED TO LIVE KITH MY BROTHER GREGORY, THEREBY INCREASING HIS RESPONSIBILITIES? WHATEVER THE REASON, GREGG HAD SHUT HIMSELF OFF FROM THE WORLD TO STUDY. . TO BETTER HIMSELF. ..HIS LIFE,. . AND MINE. GREGG? YOU MUST "GET SOME SLEEP?
LEAVE ME ALONE, SIS? BE ALL RIGHT. . .
I'LL
His days occupieo in his regular JOB, GREGG SAT UP HALF THE NIGHT PORING OVER TEXT BOOKS ? I KNEW THAT SUCH HARO WORK. ., CONSTANT STUDY. .WOULO HAVE ITS EFFECT? HE GREW PALE. ..HIS EYES CLOUOEC .
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GREGG? YOU MUST STOP
DRIVING YOURSELF? YOU [> WILL BECOME ILL.
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AM TAKING CARE
OF MYSELF, JANET? DON'T WORRY ABOUT
But i could not HELP but worry?
gregg's condition
GREW PROGRESSIVELY WORSE? AT LAST I COULD RESIST NO LONGER? I BEGGED GREGG TO LET ME CALL IN OUR FAMILY DOCTOR f OH, YES, GREGG
'ALL RIGHT! ALL RIGHT? LET THE OLD COOT COME OVER AND EXAMINE ME IF IT WILL MAKE YOU ANY HAPPIER ?
Dr. WENTWORTH EXAMINED GREGG THOROUGHLY. .. AND AFTER HE HAD FINISHED, HE TOOK ME ASIDE ?
»
YOU HAVE BEEN LOOKING RATHER
Q BAD LATELY!
DR. WENTWORTH GAVE ME THE PRESCRIPTION, AND LEFT f GREGG INSISTED THAT THE PRESCRIPTION BE FILLED BY A CHEMIST IN THE NEIGHBORHOOD, AN OLD MAN WHOSE SHOP WAS OLO TOO... OLD-FASHIONED AND DEVOID OF THE
GLITTEROF THE MODERN DRUG STORE? AS
X
WITHERED, BONEY HANDS AND STUOIED A MOMENT...
MADAM? WHAT
YES,
CAN
I
DO FOR YOU?
That
evening, the medicine ARRIVED, AND I SAW THAT GREGG TOOK IT BEFORE DINNER? ,
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DOES
TASTE BAD?
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TASTELESS NOT TOO BAD, SIS?
I WAS CAREFUL TO SEE THAT GREGG TOOK HIS MEDICINE BEFORE EVERY MEAL, AND THEN. ONE EVENING ... r
GREGG? YOU'! NOT STUDYING.
IT
FOR
1
HAVE SOME OF IT? IF NOT.. I’LL HAVE TO ORDER IT? .
TO FILL THIS
LIKE —? I'DPRESCRIPTION? I...
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f WELL THEN, WIL THIS PRESCRIPTION CONTAINS J A RARE DRUG! I HOPE X if YOU DEUVER IT
ENTERED
THE SHOP.
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FEEL LIKE IT, T0NI6HT, gf
JANET!
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PACE THE FLOOR AS
THINK I’LL GO OUT TONIGHT, JANET? TAKE IN A SHOW? DON'T WAIT UP FOR ME...ToH y . ALL < f RIGHT-
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GREGG?
1 REJOICED ? AT LAST GREGG HAO BROKEN AWAY FOR AN EVENING OF RELAXATION? I WATCHEO HIM AS HE SAUNTEREO OOWN THE STREET? I OON’T KNOW WHAT TIME HE CAME IN... BUT THE NEXT MORNING, AT BREAKFAST, HIS EYES GLEAMED. AND I FEEL IT, OH, GREGG ? YOU GRAND TIME < LOOK SO WELL ? MET SOME OLD COLLEGE CHUMS
The DAYS WENT BY AND GREGG
THAT NIGHT GREGG WENT OUT AGAIN, THE NEXT NIGHT.' HE WAS A CHANGED
AND AGAIN MAN... HE BECAME A LOVER OF PLEASURE... A HUNTER OF RESTAURANTS AND GAY PLACES? X WAS HAPPY... ANO YET... ALTHOUGH I KNEW NOT WHY... I WAS FRIGHT-
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HORRIBLE LOOKING DIGIT
TINUED TO TAKE HIS MEDICINE...
IN HIS
HANDKERCHIEF AND STAMMERCQ-
RENEWING THE PRESCRIPTION FROM THE OLD CHEMIST WH EN IT RAN OUT? ONE MORN IN6-
1 BURNEO IT.. Iletme BANOAGE IT FOR YOU, LAST NIGHT... I..
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GREGG
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That DR.
X
I CANNOT DESCRIBE THE FEAR THAT CREPT INTO MY HEART AS SRE66 SNAPPED AT ME? THERE WAS A STRANGE LOOK IN HIS EYES' A LOOK X HAD NEVER SEEN BEFORE..,
WELL, WHERE DOES (AT THE OLO I < CHEMISTS' ON SCRIPTION FILLED? BROOM STREET. HE HAVE THE PRE-
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myoear? you say yes' HE STILL takes^/regularly? .the stuff JTnf I
L AM GOING TO MY ROOM? BRING MY BREAKFAST TRAY UP IN THE MORNING AND LEAVE IT AT THE DOOR...
Dr. WENTWORTH GOT HIS COAT AND WE HURRIED TO THE OLO-FASHION CHEMIST SHOP' THE OLD MAN GREETED US AND THE OOCTOR PROCEEDED TO ASK SOME QUESTIONS...
MR BENNETT HAS BEEN IN REGULARLY TO FILLTHAT PRESCRIPTION' CONTAINS A RARE
IT
A
LONG T/ME
I'VE HAD FOR SOME TIME.
1...I...
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RIGHT...
IS
NOT THE DRUG.'
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The DOCTOR TOOK THE CANISTER, AND WE LEFT. DOCTOR WENTWORTH' SHOULD LIKE TO KNOW WHAT MY BROTHER HAS BEEN TAKING FOR THE . PAST MONTH OR SO J
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MAYBE A ...FEW YES, I SEE THE LABEL IS BUT I TELL YOU THIS ) YEARS f I_I DON’T
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HAD
The old man went into the back and returned WITH A MUSTY CANISTER, WHICH HE PRIED OPEN FOR THE DOCTOR..
NOT WHAT I PRESCRIBED' OH
OH, YES'
FRANKLY, MISS BENNETT, X
,
DO NOT KNOW'
That evening my brother gregg did not go out AS usual' he CAME DOWN FROM HIS ROOM AND ANNOUNCED...
I
SHALL HAVE IT ANALYZED... BUT I HAVE A FEELING THAT THIS GOES BEYOND THE REALM OF CHEMISTRY AND MEDICAL SCIENCE?
Thave had my little
fling, but now it IS OVER? AM GOING BACK TO MY BOOKS' I DO NOT WANT TO BE DISTURBED? I WILL REMAIN IN MY ROOM.,. “S MY MEALS WILL BE SENT UP AND LEFT OUTSIDE?
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GREGG? YOUR ARMS?
YOU'RE SPYING ON ME?; DON'T WANT YOU SPYING
GREGG? BREAKFAST?
I
tON ME?
I RUSHED TO HIM, BUT HE PICKEO UP HIS TRAY AND SLAMMED HIS DOOR... LOCKING IT... MpngS;
OH, GREGG?. . . SOB.. .GREGG
!
1 WENT DOWNSTAIRS, AND CALLED THE DOCTOR ...
.THEY'RE ALL BANDAGEO!
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i did not see gregg Fok SEVERAL OAYS. I CALLED OR. WENTWORTH AGAIN. ANO TOLD .
£any newsTj i've sent it off, 'DOCTOR t MISS BENNETT? IT s> 1 r r WILL BE ABOUT A
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HIM OF GREGG'S WRINKLED, ROTTED FINGER... HIS BANDAGEO HAND ANO HIS
BANDAGED ARMS...
fBWmimn!
HAVEN'T HEARD FROM THE LABORATORY YET, MISS BENNETT, BUT I I
JHINK
I'D
BETTER COME
OV.ER...
DOCTOR?
face with his hands as if to SHUT OUT A HORRID SIGHT. „ AND THEN HE TURNED
He covered his
Dr. WENTWORTH ARRIVED AND WENT UPSTAIRS ? HEARD HIM KNOCK AND GO IN? AFTER A WHILE HE CAME DOWNSTAIRS? THERE WAS UNUTTERABLE HORROR IN HIS EYES ? HE GULPED... STEAD YING HIMSELF BY GRASPING THE BANISTeR^^BBBl
DO NOT SEND FOR ME AGAIN, MISS BENNETT? I CAN DO NOTHING IN THIS HOUSE ?
SEEN HIM? CHOKE... I HAVE ...EXAMINED 1 AM IN MY SENSES? I HAVE DEALT 'WITH DEATH ALL MY LIFE... BUT I... NEVER.. 1 I
HAVE
HIM?
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The blind was being drawn back, not by a hand, but A ROTTED STUMP... A BEASTS PAW SHAPELESS HORRIBLE? AND BEHIND IT, TWO EYES OF BURNING FLAME GLARED AT ME AMIDST SOMETHING AS FORMLESS, AS GHASTLY AS THE ROTTING PAW. '.WMMli .
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I CALLED DR.WENT WORTH AS SOON AS I GOT INTO THE HOUSE. ..AND, ALTHOUGH AT FIRST -HE REFUSED, MY .FRIGHTENED TEARS FINALLY PERSUADED HIM TO COME ? WE SAT DOWN IN THE SITTING ROOM...
?THE CHEMIST I SENT THE DRUG TO WAS UNABLE TO ANAL/ZE IT.' IT’S CHEMICAL COMPOSITION < WAS UNKNOWN TO HIM ALTHOUGH THE RESULTS OF TESTS SHOWED THAT IT WAS SIMILAR IN ACTION
Something wet had fallen on my HAND? t LOOKED UP? THE CEILING
TO THE DIGESTIVE PLEASE, DOCTOR?] I AM AFRAID, ' YOU MUST TELL MISS BENNETT, THAT THIS WHOLE ME WHAT IS WRONG WITH EPISODE IS MOST UNNATURAL? THERE GREGG? ARE FORCES INVOLVED -| HERE SUPERNATURAL IT FORCES... THAT WE TODAY KNOW LITTLE
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There upon the floor was a dark putrid mass... NOR SOLID. .. BUBBLING. AND OUT OF THE MIDST OF IT SHOWN TWO BURNING POINTS,..LIKE EYES? AS THE THING LUNGED FOR US, DR. WENT WORTH... TEARS IN HIS EYES... STRUCK AT IT SEETHING... NEITHER LIQUID
WITH HIS CANE... AGAIN AND AGAIN ... UNTIL
.
IT
LIVED
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Sometime LATER...
DOES A PERSON GOOD TO GET SOME CLEAN, FRESH AIR. .SUNSHINE? i've walked a good FIVE MILES AND I DON'T FEEL A BIT TIRED'
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1
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SOUNDS LIKE SOMEONE BANGING... OR HAMMERING ON SOMETHING? OH. OVER THERE... A HOUSE?
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WHY, THAT'S MY NAME' “BORN APRIL 25 1922 .' HOLY SMOKE.' I WANT A CLOSER LOOK AT &} THAT GRAVESTONE ' ,
GOOD LORD' THIS IS FANTASTIC ?/ CALM DOWN, YOUR FACE YOU ARE THE MAN I l MISTER? TAKE IT [DREW' WHAT'S GOING ON? AM EASY ? WHAT'S I DREAMING ? THE MATTER?
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YOUR NAME ? HMM... THAT'S MY NAME / QUITE A COINCIDENCE! BUT, MY DATE OFT DON'T WORRY, MISTER... 1 BIRTH WHAT /THIS IS JU-ST A SAMPLE I'M MADE YOU PUT / DOING YOU KNOW, TO SHOW MY NAME AND V PEOPLE WHAT KIND OF A BIRTH-DATE ON WORK I DO y
THAT HEADSTONE THAT'S
AND
f
f
THAT THING
MAYBE SO, BUT \ THERE ISN'T ANYTHING TO YOU HAVE MY DATE \GET EXCITED ABOUT ? I OF DEATH AS JUNE ) JUST PUT TODAY'S DATE 9, 1950 ? THAT'S.../ BECAUSE I'M GOING TO FINISH IT TODAY? LIKE THAT'S TODAY.' * AND THEN THERE'S ) AN ARTIST DATES HIS THAT PICTURE /CANVAS WHEN HE FINISHES I DREW., A PAINTING?... WHAT'S THAT |. OU SA '° AB0UT A PICTURE?
\
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COINCIDENCE' ..I DON'T KNOW WHAT IT MEANS, BUT
IT'S...
IT'S
BOSH.' I'LL ADMIT IT'S ODD, ALL RIGHT? BUT I DON'T BELIEVE IN SUCH A THING
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TAIN T rm MEAT... IT S THE HUMANITY!" No ONE PAID MUCH ATTENTION TQ.'zACH GRISTLE BEFORE WORLD WARE,' HE WA5 JUST ANOTHER SMALL TOWN BUTCHER BUT THAT WAS BEFORE THE WA R i SUDDENLY. WITH THE ADVENT OF MEAT RATION/NG ... RED POINTS AND CE/L /NO PRICES ZAC H GRISTLE BECAME VERY POPUL AR. _ .
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TOWN
HEH,
HE WAS THE I
THEM TO YOU?
ES T
PERSON PRETTY
PER
MONTH/IT
AWFULLY^ 'no sirloin ' SORRY, STEAKS, MR. GRISTLE?
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MR.
FUDDY ? I JUST SOLD THE LAST MR.CUSPI-
ONE TO
TORE? I COULD LET YOU HAVE A FEW
( THE MEAT MYSELF ?S COULDN'T. ) 00 THAT ’ a
\PORK CHOPS'
WAS
^
TOUCH... THE
SITUATION, THAT
I'M
'SORRY, MRS. VINKLE ? 1 NEED
POINTS LEFT, THOSE POINTS IN / ORDER TO BOY
MR. GRISTLE? CAN I ...OWE
THOSE DAYS,
RA TION BOOKS' SO MANY RED POINTS FOR EACH POUND OF MEATY SO MANY RED POINTS ALLOWED EACH Kl 0 D
l~Y
FORTY-ONE
HEH r WHY NOT ?
ONLY BUTCHERY
REMEMBER
IS...,
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TriiS SORRY, Mi33 DiCKLEBORG'V POOR M GRISTLE? ]RAT/ONlN& NOTHING BUT SALAMI LEFT? I EXPECT ANOTHER h£ TRIES / certainly SHIPMENT TOMORROW? BUT SO HARD'C IS HARD < ON HIM? ) YOU'D BETTER BE ON LINE , AND HE’S \ SO HONEST EARLY Y FIRST COME. FIRST SERVED, you Ag know ( jg-ffg/mKm
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YeP' MEaT RATIONING MAS HARD OH Mfi.SRiSTLE f THAT IS UNTIL HE DISCOVERED AN INTERESTING ~ FACT. IF I COULD GET AT BUT... THAT'S OftHIDE STEAK, MR. GRISTLE, HONEST. MR. vAf / DERCLIFF? THAT': I'D... ER ... PAY: WE'D... SORT or... FORGET ABOUT THE CEIL INC PRICE Y a ,
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NO TILLING HOW LONG THIS WAR BUT WHAT ABOUT WILL LAST, ZACH? MIGHT AS WELL \ THE... THE POOR MAKE HAY WHILE THE SUN SHINES' 'PEOPLE, UH THERE ARE A FEW OF US WHOD iVANOERCLIFF?^ BE WILLING TO PAY ENOUCH TO 1
BET WHAT WE WANT Y
U
SUIT YOURSELF, ZACH ? YC ONE OF THEM, NOW Y YO
COULD BE PRETTY wEuw OFF IF YOU USED YOUR HEAD' THINK OVEN
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JUNIOR.' J I'M NOT
ONE THOUSAND' TWO THOUSAND f OH. ..PARDON HE.' I WAS JUST COUNTING MY LOOT FROM THE
EAT YOUR
1
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rYOU SAY
TEEN
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MEAT.'Jh^_^
HUM
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NO'
OH'
I WAS JUST THINKING OEAR!
SOMETHING,
POINTS!
A-
ZACH?
,
BLACK MARKET OPERATION I WAS IN DURING THE WAR' HEH, HEH ' THERE WAS A SHORTAGE OF CASKETS, y'know' I DUG UP AN IDEA ON HOW TO CASH /N'M-L I HAD TO DO WA S CLEAN OFF THE DIRT POLISH ’EM UP
^
AGAIN /HEH, GRISTLE.
HEH.'
AS FOR HR.
LOOK ON HIS
.WELL... LET’S IN
HOME LIFE'
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YcP‘ MR. GRISTLE THOUGHT IT ALL OVER f A ND HE MADE UP HIS MIND... jgg ' WHY, MR GRISTLE' HAT'S ALL I'VE GOT. THERE ISN’T A DECENT MRS. GRUNDY f SHORTAGE, I
PIECE OF MEAT
IN
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Y'KNOW'
YOUR
WHOLE SHOWCASE.'
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THAT'S ALL I've
LINE FOR TWO HOURS' I’M THE FIRST CUSTOMER YOU’VE P*§-
HAD
TODAY.'
MRS. GRurtDY
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BUT
COME TO
BUT
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MR. VANDERCLl
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HERE’S YOUR STEAK. y^Hi) HERE'S YOUR THIRTY f BUCKS , MR. GRISTLE' OH' MR. VANOERCLIFF' I’VE GOT AHOTHER CUSTOMER FOR YOU' HE L WANTS STEAKS, TOO '
^TEN POUNDS' A
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GET AS
ENOUGH POINTS/
IT IS,
I’M GIVING THE
LEFT-OVERS TO THE FOLKS
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IN
TOWN/
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ER. ..MR.
GRISTLE
MEAT' J f
I'M
NOT
[HUH?
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HORSE-
HUNGRY?
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TO EAT LIKE A
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AnO WiTH THE PRECIOUS RED- POINTS, PROBLEMS' HE BEGAN BUYING HORSEMEAT, AND PAlMINB IT OFF TO HIS POOR CUSTOMERS AS THE THEREBY GETTING THOSE PRECIOUS"
REAL THING. RED-POINTS
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SELECTION NOW, HR.
YES/ WHAT WOULD YOU I LIKE, MRS.
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*0 PURCHASE MEAT WHiCH HE‘0 SELL AN THE BLAGK-MARKET] THESE STEAKS ARE GOINgY' OKAY, OKAY? NOW, LISTEN ? I NEED
GOOD
TO COST YOU MORE MONEY, VANOERCLIFF? MR. TAKING BIG
I’M
CHANCES
NOW ( F/YE DOLLARS A POUND FROM HERE
W
j
J TWENTY POUNDS NEXT
TIME.' I'M HA>
A BANQUET/ANON FRIEND NEEDS TEN
STEAK ? CHOPS
GRISTLE.'
SOON; THE HORSEMEAT WASN'T ENOUGH? MR GRISTLE FiNP OTHER AVENUES OF SUPPLY... LOOK; GRISTLE' I’M SUPPOSED AND HO TO SELL THIS MEAT TO EOOS POiHTS
HA&TO
IT'S TOO OLD FOR HUMAN CONSUMPTION' SEEN LAYING ’S AROUND THE WAREHOUSE ]fi TOO LONG' NOW FOR wm/ « PRICE, w, .jSSL.
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rNO POINTS. GRISTLE*
TAKE IT* BUT, NOT A WORD, UNDERSTAND? NOT A WORD TO ANYONE?
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HU SBA NO TODAY, MRS.
TAINLY WAS SINKING LOWER AND LOWER? BUT HO OHZ SUSPECTED NICE MR. GRISTLE WHEN A FEW PEOPLE THE POORER PEOPLE .
!
HOW'S YOUR
HEH.HEH 1 FIRST HORSEMEAT. NOW MR. GRISTLE CER-
STALE MEAT?
IN
J
V.
BETTER, THANKS' NOW, 7 AIN'T
Bur
BEEN PEELIN'
ISN'T /A / HE'S OUT WALKING '.
.TOO
HORTON?
GOOD.'
one night
MR. GRISTLE'^
WELL JUST TELL 'IM HE CAN PICK UP ANOTHER LOAD OF THE
1
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TOWN... FELL SERIOUSLY ILL?
THE
THE. ..THE
WHAT 9
r
STALE NEAT ' THE JUNK
THE STUFF HE'S BEEN SELLIN' GOOD STUFF.' YOU KNOW ?
.
OH? Y-YES? I'LL I'LL TELL HIM'
Mrs. GRISTLE CLOSED THE DOOR AND STARED AT IT FOR A MINUTE/ THEN SHE WENT OUT.' SHE ARRIVED AT THE BUTCHER-SHOP A FEW MINUTES LATER"here's YOUR MEAT, VTHANKS ^DON’T TAKE IT, f
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STALE.
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GOT SOME FOR iM,
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SIX ^ DOLLARS' STUFF, MRS. GRISTLE? f BLACK I PAY SIX BUCKS A i market? / POUND FOR THIS STUFF? ZACH'S REGULAR CUSTOMERS GET THE JUNK:
'
OLD
MAT BE HORSE-
‘iM X
HOPSENSAT
SARAH.' JhEH.HEH? NOT THIS
A
MR. VANDERCLIFF? IT'S
^TELL
TOO ?
AS
MR. VANDERCLIFF
SLOP?
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BRIGHT KID .This SARAH* OUICK W*TH PRICE
...
69%
NUMuERSXCEILING ' SIX OOLLARS TO
VANDERCUFFfBLACX MARKET* FIGURES* BUT SHE'S A GOOD KID, MRS. GRISTLE SHE'S
AND YOU'RE PASSING
.After zach's customer leaves. -YOU'RE
SELLING^'' YOU KEEP^
OUT Of THIS, MARKET* k. SARAH'
MEAT ON THE
'
IT
^
OFF HOR SEMEAT AND STALE MEAT TO YOUR CUSTOMERS FOR RED-POINTS* \H|
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WE'RE •
TO BE
RICH,
SARAH*
.'
PROBAOLf WHO CARES ? ' I DON'T JKiJA'F THAT 'ANYWAY, I WANT THE MONEY' KIND OF MONEY? MR. HORTON WAS TERRIBLE j AFTER THE WAR I‘M GOING TO SICK* WAS IT FROM 1 RETIRE* I’VE SOCKED away GRAND ALREADY
^TOUR MEAT IJg^SiX
STOPWHAH*
YOU VE GOT TO THIS' lT‘S AGAINST THE LAN*
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ASK OLD SHORE’
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So ZACH GRISTLE BOUGHT THE SPOILED MEAT YEP' MRS. GRISTLE WAS AWFUL MAO. AND SOLD IT TO HIS CUSTOMERS.. Igaaraa— COULDN'T TALK ZACH OUT OF IT * H Bj to MAKE HIS PILE... NO M t MY SISTER-IN-LAW IS HERE f HEH * JUST TRY SUFFERED. FROM OUT OF TOWN* SHE'S GOT A DEAL FOR 'Y'i NEED SOME TO DO MY BEST YOU, GRISTLE* GOT SOME TAINTED POINTS Bt.DLT *> A MAEED THAT WE CAN GET MRS. ABACROMBIE* \ MEAT* REAL BAD NO ONE'll GOT a BIO ORDER ALL THE MEAT WE WANT*/ .WHAT'LL IT BE** KNOW IT, THOUGH f GOT A PROCESS j TO FILL * OKAY ' THAT COPERS IT UP * THEY i I'LL TAKE IT' J
MINED
,
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HEHiHEH ! DON'T TURN OVER THE PAGE TO SEE WHAT HAPPENS' YOU'LL
GET
TO IT'
COMING'
IT'S
THE BEGINNING OF THE END COMMENCES TO START RIGHT NOW.' ER... FLOWERS FOR MRS. A ABAOROMB/EF WHAT FIND ? 1 WHY LILLIES. .OF COURSE.' DEAD, Y'KNOWF l.
HEART A8ACR0MB/E JUST DIED' POISONED.'
-y excuse AUTOPSr \ ME, MSS. GABBER' RIGHT NOW' a
THEY'RE PERFORM-
y POISONED'.
MSS
DID YOU
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ING AN
\m
”|F THAT'S
THEY THINK HER SISTER-
IN-LAW
ALL YOU WANT...
OID IT
I'D LIKE
MR. GRISTLE SHOOED MRS. GABBER OUT OF THE STORE AND LOCKED IT UP? MR. GRISTLE WAS MR. GRISTLE WAS GOING TO HIT THE ROAD. TOWN... TAKE IT ON THE LAM...
UP EARLY, AIN'T CHA
SCARED OF THE
MANIAC
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Mr. gristle ran all the WAY HOME 'first thing HE DID WHEN HE GOT THERE WAS TAKE HIS BLACK MARKET MONEY FROM ITS HIDING PLAC E? ELEVEN -wqae YOU'RE IN TROUBLE/] PACK YOUR THINGS V THEY FOUND OUT.'l... J SARAh' WE'RE
W
TOWN'. *
WARNED
YOU NOT TO SELL HORSEMEAT... I...X
Y’YES? WELL?
'
IT'S
HOME ,ZACH?
WORSE
THAN THAT,
SARAH? FOUR PEOPLE
ARE DEAD ALREADY.' I
SOLD THEM TAINTED
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DEAD' WATCH YERSELF Jn
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MURDERER'
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they unlocked zach gristle's butcher shop the NEXT MORNING, THEY FOUND MRS. GRISTLE STANDING BEHIND THE COUNTER... STARING INTO SPACE' SHE WORE A BLOODSMEARED APRON AROUND HER NECK ( BEFORE HER-. IN THE MEA SHOWCASE ..ZACH GRISTLE HAD BEEN CLUMSILY CARVED AND LAID OUT IN THE VARIOUS TRAYSj ...
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ALL RIGHT, SO YOU AIN'T HUNGRY f YOU CAN MINDOM SHOP, HAN'T YOU?
NOT INTERESTED, EH? BE INTERESTED
IN
BANQUET Given TAINTED MEAT
MAYBE YOU'D ATTENDING k FORMAL
BY THE
GHOULS
ZOMBIES, MEREMO LYES, AND YAMFIRES BLACK -MARKET- BODIES STHD/GATE IN HONOR OF EACH GRISTLE ? HE Will be SERVED f HMM*' STILL NOT INTERESTED, EH? HOW ABOUT GOING ON TO THE VAULTKEEPER THEN? HE'S NOT INTERESTING, TOO' GOT A BOR/NS STORY FOR YOU.' THEN I'LL DIG YOU LATER WITH ANOTHER
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WELCOME to THE VAULT OF HOPE OH, FtENOS? yep. it's' your HOOT. THE VAULT EVER HEAR OF MOUNTAIN GLIMBENS ? SURE vot* HAVE? WELL, I'LL BET MOUNTAIN CRAWLERS, .SOUTH AMERICAN VARIETY /my STORY ONE!" 1 CALL this BRISTLING TALE OF TERROR... *
FEEPER, SHE/EN INOF
YOU'VE NEVER HEARD OF
CONCERNS
The door
to the washer. ei JS- BUOKLY. AMD
MOR8AN C0N9T06TI0M COMPANY SWIMS* OPEN AND Tug STRAMSER ENTERS f ME LOOMS AROUND JtND THEN STEFS U* to rug reception DESK..
WILL YOU TELL MR. COMAL. TO STEF OUT HERS
MORGAN
FOR A MQMFmt .
f
CREDENTIALS
MY
The SECRETARY LOOKS DOWN AT THE STRANGER'S GLITTERING BADGE AND GASPS f SHE SWITCHES ON THE OFFICE INTER-COM AND
HE.. HE'S
FROM
THE POLICE
DEPARTMENT, SIR f
OH? ALL
Donald Morgan gomes out
RIGHT f I'LL BE RIGHT
OF
HIS OFFICE... J '
OUT'
.
WHISPERS... }
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MR.
MORGAN YOU ,
WERE
COMPLETE
IN
CHARGE OF THE CONTRACT FOR THE C/TY
HAVE HIM 1 WAIT, MISS I
HOSPITAL, WERE YOU
V
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NOT
?
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MR. MORGAN?
HANDLED
WHAT?
YOU
ARE UNDER ARREST!
THE ENTIRE CONSTRUCTION UOB
MYSELF .'WHY?
THERE’S NO MISTAKE, MR. MORGAN! THE UPPER FLOOR OF THE HOS-
BUT...
BUT THERE MUST BE SOME
PITAL
/
COLLAPSED
THIS MORNING?
MISTAKE ' // AN INVESTIGATION SHOWED THAT THE CONCRETE USED WAS SUBSTANDARD f AL MOST ALL j
^
\ SAND.' BETTER COME
\
BUT THAT’S IMPOSSIBLE ' I ORDERED THAT CONCRETE MYSELFF I SPECIFIED
THE MIXTURE.' it WAS « ROOD MIXTURE? NO * LET
ME 90 .' I
WON'T...
WHAT'S going) WHAT IS THE ON HERE?
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TH,S ’
MORGAN f\ WHAT DOES HE k
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WHAT?
fop HOMICIDE, [MORGAN! GENTLEMEN fYOUR, IS THIS
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DEATHS OF TWENTY-ONE
FOR THE
HOSPITAL PATIENTS!
^
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GOOD
ELLIS
.LORD'
...
WAGNER...
After mr, Morgan is led FROM THE CONSTRUCTION (COMPANY OFFICE BY THE DETECTIVE, MR. WAGNER, THE SENIOR PARTNER OF THE CONCERN, TURNS TO THE OTHER TWO...
GENTLEMEN.'
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WE SHOULD HAVE A CONIN MY SULTATION.
OFFICE
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DID / KNOW IT WOULD] PAP. COLLAPSE? rujr
YEAR..
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HEH.HEH? LOOKS LIKE MR. ELLIS, MR. BUCKLY, ANC WAGNER ARE SHOCKED OVER THIS LATEST TURN OF EVENTS, EH.KIDDIES* LOOK AT ‘EM... CHATTERING LIKE A BUNCH OF MONKEYS.' THEY
MR.
THE KIND
EH.
THAT ARE APPALLED BY DISHONESTY? .WELL, COME ON IN AND LISTEN / YOU’LL BE SHOCKED..
That's buokly screamin g
HANDLED LAST
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HOW
JOB MORGAN
BETTER
MR. MORGAN? DAL .LET’S 60'S
SEEM NICE AND RESPECTABLE,
OF COURSE,
MR MR. WAGNER' WAGNER'i
IMMEDIATE
MIXTURE STOOD UP IN THAT SCHOOL
^
BUCKLY /BELIEVE COME ALONG ME.' I DIDN'T J QUIETLY, THIS'l...!
DO
'that
i
ELLIS? YOU GOT
HE SAVED.'
A
I'M
HOT
GOMPLAINI
A NICE PAT CHUNK OF THE D0U6H /
ING' ONLY
THEY'RE OR TO US NOW'
SO WHAT' WE'VE ONLY SUBSTITUTED CHEAP MATERIALS ON MORGAN ’S JOBS' HE 'LL TAKE THE RAP.' HE'S TRAPPED... TRAPPED WEM1L ( in A NEB OF C/RCUmK *EEF
STAHTJAL EVIDENCE/
WHOLE DEAL? they'll
NEVER ^SUSPECT k us !
A
GENTLEMEN OF THE YEP? THAT'S THE PICTURE, KIDDIES.' ELLIS, THE JURY.' HAVE YOU BUCKLY, AND WAGNER HAVE BEEN TAKING / REACHED A HIGH GRADE CONSTRUCTION MATERIAL VERDICT? ORDERED BY MORGAN ON EVERY JOB HE S HANDLED AND SUBSTITUTING CHEAP. INFER!OR\
,
A
YES.DONALDf YES ? THE WEB IS TIGHT? IT'S BEEN WOVEN WELL. YOU'RE I'M I
DONE FOR... TAKE HIM
INNOCENT
AWAY.'
TELL YOU...
INNOCENT?
,
\OF MANSLAUGHTER?
At THE OFFICES OF THE WAGNER, ELLIS, AND BUCKLY CONSTRUCTION COMPANY. „ IT HAS WHY THE SUDDEN MEETING, WAGNER: NOTHING TO DO
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DO YOU REMEMBER/ WHAT?J AND WHY /THERE'S THAT BOLIVIAN CONTRACT WE BID ) THAT'S ONLY ON? THE POWER / WORTH AXTNREE ( FORTUNE?j OF US PL ANT AND TO DAM? WELL... V SPLIT IT? GOT WE
JkM
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MORGAN GENTLEMEN'
"when do we
WAGNER?
leave
TOMORROW * WE’RE FLYING DOWN IN THE COMPANY'S PRIVATE
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PLANE f
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four-seater TAKES OFF FROM THE AIRPORT JUST OUTSIDE THE LAJMX, OAPITQU&ta^ V^fttt AllitAVO I 7 uru ufhFvfqI ypOORMORGAN? HEr ALWAYS’ 'LOVED TO FLY WITH US? TOO L .BAD HE HAD TO MISS
And
so,
the next
day, a
aiTY-. Bourn, FC«
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f
THIS TRIP f
~
The storm lashes at the air-
The mountain- top looms up BEFORE THE PLANE* WAGNER
The shock throws the three men forward? for Wagner peers out of the window f as the LIGHTA MOMENT, THE TINY PLANE VIBRATES OBAZ'LYNING FLASHES ONCE MORE, HF SCREAMS... WHAT .HAPPENED ? ) WE HIT BUT ...BUT WE WE’RE STILL RETWEEN WHAT? YYOU’RE SOMEDIDN'T CRASH.") THOSE TWO MOUNTAINS ' Jl RIGHT.' WE'RE JUST HANG!N6 THING.' IN MID -AIR / 1
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Soon, the storm subsides' elus takes a FLASHLIGHT AND OPENS THE PLANE DOOR...
W LOOK? THE PLANE ITTBF’be CAREFUL ^^LyOU'EV FALL. I ON THESE CAUGHT
^
Ellis climbs from the tiny craft... onto the gableLIKE STRUCTURE. r
IT'S
.
NO, ELLI S f WAIT TILL
SOME SORT OF A
NETWORK ?V* V
CABLES?
to CLIMB
DAYLIGHT 'you DONY EVEN KNOW HOW HI6H
GOING
down's
UP VIE ARE?
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But ELLIS DOES NOT LISTEN? HE STARTS DOWN THE CABLE NETWORK? SOON, ONLY THE GLOW OF HIS FLASHUGHT CAN BE SEEN...
inside their plane, wagner ANO BUCKLY STARE INTO THE DARKNESS...
From
SUDDENLY THE FLASHLIGHTGLOW BLANKS OUT, AND THE NIGHT IS FILLED WITH A BLOODCURDLING SHRI EK 0* HORROR-
WHAT... WHAT COULD HAVE
ELLIS? COME BACK: YOU CRAZY FOOL '
i
SCREAM OIOnY FADE AWAK'n
HAPPENED tgood\
TO HIM ? HE ... HE MUST HAVE
LORDA
FALLEN?
was CUT SHORT?
HE SAW SOMETHING
HE... .
i
network Bucket moves out over the cable WAGNER HANGS RACK. A SENSATION OF TERROR CRAWLING DOWN HIS SPINEKNOW C'MON, WAGNER ? YOU CAN’T STAY THERE
AS DAWN BREAKS 0VER THE ANDES, WAGNER AND BUCKLY BEHOLD A STRANGE AND TERRIFYING SIGHT; the STRANGE THEIR TINY PUNE HANGS ENTWINED CABLE-NETWORK, HALFWAY BETWEEN THE SHEER SIDES OF TWO MO UNTAINS AND HIGH OVER THE VALLEY FLOORv-r /CDKIWF CAN CLIMB WAIT. ( TO SAFETY' \T REACHES /BUCKLY l THE MOUHTA/H \ SIDES.
0
TILL YOU ,
STARVE'
OH,
MY LORD.
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THING DARTS DOWN THE NETWORK FROM ITS EIGHT HUGE SPINY LEGS CARRY
Wagner scampers back
N RIDGE? G
? A HE AS THE GIANT CRAWLING THING
A AA Afi AAfiErc
REACHES BUCKLY...
LORD? IT... IT'S
OH.
DEVOURING
V
BUCKLY'S HYSTERICAL SHRIEKS OF PAIN FINALLY SUBSIDE? THE HUGE SPIDER TURNS AND MOVES
TOWARD THE
PLANE...
NOW ...HOW,
IT'S
giant spider crouches over the tiny plane
...WAITING FOR ITS TERRIFIED OCCUPANT TO WAITS PATIENTLY... HOUR AFTER HOUR...
COMING
ME?
Back in the uniteo states the WARDEN AND THE DOCTOR STARE DOWN AT DONALD MORGAN f HE THE CORNER ,
SITS IN
The
OF HIS CELL.
BEYOND HOPE '.A COMPLETE MENTAL BREAKDOWN. HE'S
,
EMERGE?
WUrT7.TuTTRAPPED 'TRAPPED!
l
,rs
While high in the andes. MORGAN'S EX-BUSINESS ASSOCIATE IS SUFFERING THE SAME FATE? HE, TOO, IS OUT OF HIS MIND,..
MUTTERINGWARDEN
.
HIM
IT IT...
TO GET
.
into the
TRAPPED PLANE AND SLAMS THE DOOR FROM WINDOW WATCHES
SPEED? WAGNER SCREAMS...
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EH
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MORGAN
,
THAT IS? I SUPPOSE YOU'RE WONDERING IF A SPIDER LIKE THAT REALLY EXISTS? WELLNEXT T\Ht. YOU SEE A LOCAL SPIDER, ASK IT IF IT EVER HEARO OF THE SOUTH AMERICAN
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Ramsey squeezed the
trigger
and felt
the pistol buck violently in his hand. The young native guide in front of him spun around and crashed headlong into the heavy foliage. "I don't need him any longer, Ramsey muttered as he slipped his
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superstitious,
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loot,
rubies
is
savages
fortune in diamine!"
hours later ... 3 gruelling hours hacking through the
incessant
Ramsey stagmatted underbrush gered into a grassy clearing. Before him, rising grey and ominous as the auide had predicted, towered the mountain where the treasure of Molokko Island was hidden. A half-million dollars, intended as a sacrifice .
gods,
to primitive
.
.
was sealed up
in
those rocks!
The fatigue of the long trek from the painful lunging over the coast razor-backed ridges and through was forevilly-sucking swamps gotten by Ramsey in that moment of somewhere along ecstasy. Here the base of this craggy mountain was the secret entrance to a sacrificial chamber which housed a king's .
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The sun had begun fading Vfhen Ramsey found the cryptic designs into the stone. A warning, the
carved
.
.
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guide had whispered, that doom awaited anyone who dared invade the sanctity of the mountain! The only one who's perished because of that
Ramsey sneered, was
fool curse,
the
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guide, himself!
a few minutes he had jammed a sticks of dynamite into fissures
In
dozen
beside the sealed entrance. From a distance, protected by a huge boulder, Ramsey heard the shattering blast and saw tons of rock shower in every direction. When the dust had settled he raced toward the gating hole now revealed in the mountain's side even from this distance he could see the glimmer of precious stones within the tomb. It was all his .
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him
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CORNER So.
now you know! So maybe my two
Imagine a "comic" being COMIC.! a
HORROR
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But C.K.! There s
"MAD"! -ed
story in
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Who »!»
DO
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TELL WHO TELLS IT? Harvey Kumman tells it! -ed ) THERE! THAT'S WHAT MEAN! What does that WAR MONGER know abour HORROR? Where tell it?
Does O.W.
tell it?
IT?
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does rOW, KA-BLAMM, (But this is different, C.K.. off writing horror stories? horror story! Why. we nearly died, This is a who -ed ) NEARLY, eh? Drat the luck! And anyway, story? (But C.K.! ever heard of a YoTboi.hck Darts, 4r,w is! —ed. THERE! THAT'S 'Jack Davis, What does
FUNNY
FUNNY HORROR
WHAT -ed.) (
1 MEAN! sob JACK
There
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.
there. C.K.!
,
Prospects" you wrote the! the gold •uni the Cape of Good Hope. This hardly f/y
.
way
Does V.K.
•
Yonkers, N.Y.
BOUGHT
MAD
FUNNY
around India. Most of them didn't go \yway! They went to the Isthmus of d on loot to the other side, and got a wailing for them. James Slayden
idiot editors
my column won't be commandeering large portions of announcement any more to make some ridiculous couple about E.C.'s latest money-grabbing effort! A cover of the first of pages back, you probably saw the the I*C. tr^h heap. issue of the most recent addition to if you "MAD," they call it! You'd be things, this new mag is it' Of all the nauseating .. choke! How disgusting can one actually myself up with get? when 1 reluctantly agreed to tie allowed my Tales from the this miserable outfit, and magazines, Crypt to be published in the form of comic daymarcs dreamed that 1 would 1 never in my goriest associated with funny-type magazines. n any
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» ............ Ail rignt, already: ou i idiot editors want? 1 should know geography? Besides, my should know should have caught the mistake! (So WE -Harvey Kurtzgeography? -td.) fl know geography ! wri u MONGER! unKTr.m
man)
WAR
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Dear Crypt-Keeper, stone* reamea Probably you didn't think your honor to scare characters their lone tentacles acton the Atlantic take this opportunity like me over here in England May I horror and terror stones I've to say that yours are the best ambassadors of honor ever read. Let’s hope that your little their ghastly {your magazines ) keep managing to trawl
way over
here,
it
only to keep
We
>
MONEY'
.
offered .
.
me screaming.
Alan Cresswelt London. England
,
WHO?
BOY? sob DAVIS? MY how No tears ! -ed.) How
could he do this to me? Simple! —ed.) RUINING HIM
Blimey!
E's orff
is
bloody rocker, by Jc
him
THATS
RUINING HIM’ WHAT YOU’RE DOING DEAD BODIES AREN'T GOOD ENOUGH’ PICKLED WEREWOLF KNUCKLES AREN T .
.
GHOULASH GOOD ENOUGH? VAMPIRE GOOD ENOUGH? (HUNGARIAN STYLE)
ISN'T him with MONEY? ( You do we'll do business our way! -ed ) business your way CONTRACT! Remember? I QUIT! (Now, how! The
You have
td
spoil
My
friends think so too,
Mary"
.
Hmmmph!
(That's better!
-ed.) your column! -ed.) Ah, look at some mail
yes!
Now
go on with
The column! Well,
lets
1
Dear Crypt-Keeper,
discovered the mtstaee I suppose by now you’ve and have you made in Tales from the Crypt No. 30, But in case you received hundreds of corrective fetters. sailed around haven't, you said that the gold seekers Africa, when you the CaPe of Good Hope which is in obviously meant Cape
Horn
in
South America.
w
there s available ... and will be. for some time. So Few battered copies of rush! Mail your quarter in anytime! Likewise two bus! bubTales of Terror kicking around too. in six issues, . .six bits scriptions . . full year J5c Sepd complaints, coin of the realm t6 you unhep heaps! picture orders, T. of T. orders, subscription .
.
Kavanagh N. Bergen, N.J.
E.
...In your first story .. .1 found a big mistake It "...yeller -hungry critters'd taken clipper ship! ..." Ol round the Cape o' Good Hope an beaten us
laid,
course
looking For any of you other grateful ingrates who .are five by seven autographed for a way out, be advised that myself photographic reproductions of V.K., O.W., and Still
the fact that the Cape of Good Hope f •houldn't matter much, except that they would «*
compliments, orders, tnd short orders
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READ OF THE STARK HORROR
TWO MEN FOUND
This story
GAME
IN A
MEAN THERE ISN'T ENOUGH V'YOU'BE bluffINS'.\ ROOM IN THIS WHOLE / BUS' OKAY' YOU’RE \ FOR BOTH OPUS, ON.' SHALL WE DRAW? \ LOU? AND I’M WILLIN' J HIGH CARD WINS' THE /
probably the most HORRIBLE,
is
I
BLOOD- CURDUNO TALE YOU WILL EVER READ' IT CONCERNS TWO PROFESSIONAL GAMBLERS... BUS FORNEY AND LOU GREBtSf GAMBLERS BIS -TINE
WORLD
...
TO GAMBLE TO SEE _ WHO LEAVES ITf
BUS AND LOU. APE IN A CLASS BY THEMSELVES' SAMSUNG IS THEIR L/FE.'tHE WAGER THE BET... IS THEIR BLOOD BUT BUS EORNEY AND LOU CREBIS HATED EACH OTHER. ..HATED EACH OTHER 6 AMBLERS LIKE
LIKE POISON
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ISN'T
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I’M NOT
LEAVING,
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LOSER DIES.' the OF METHOD /
J \ CHOKE IS
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ENOUGH ROOM IN THIS TOWN FOR BOTH . LkOF USi LOU? THERE
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GUS SHUFFLEO THE CARDS
HERE’S THE
BET' J DECK' SHUFFLE l)Pf "EM
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AND
SPREAD THEM OUT, FACE DOWN, ON THE TABLE... GO AHEAD' Yf OKAYf l‘LL
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PICK.'
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PICK
(
LOU FINGERED THE
FAGE DOWN
CAROS, RUNNING THROUGH THEM! THEN...
...ER...
HE SPUN ONE OVER...
TOO
WAIT A MINUTE ' STILL DRAW.'
)
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[~Y THERE ARE THREE ' THAT (V ACES LEFT IN DECK f ^
—
AT THE CARDS FANNED OUT HIM.' THE ODDS WERE SIXTEEN TO ONE AGAINST HIS PICKING ONE OF THE THREE REMAINING ACES' HE SPUN _A CARD OVER...
NO.' I GOT A SIMPLER -
GUS STARED DOWN BEFORE
WHY, YOU
LUCKY
HEH.HEH' AGE. LOU' SHALL WE DRAW AGAIN
METHOD ? GET YOUR
REVOLVER fx CHALLENOE YOU TO A
W
RUSSIAN GAME ROULETTE.'
OKAY, LOU f YOU'RE OH.
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THE REVOLVER LOU TOOK THE SIX-SHOT REVOLVER GUS TOOK HIS REVOLVER FROM LIFTED The BARREL TO H'S AND TWIRLED THE CHAMBER... THE DRAWER AND REMOVED aLl TEMPLE 'THE ODDS WERE FIVE ' BUT ONE BULLET FROM ITS SIX THERE'SHE’S STOPPED ITRIGHT TO ONE... CHAMBERS... SPINNING.' NOW REMEM- GIVE WE GO IN SEQUENCE.. ) OKAY WITH \ BERT ONE AFTER THE < IT TO ME... ALTERNATING.'I'LL J ME,ous'.I'LL\ OTHER. ..TILL SHE GOES OFF r SPIN THE \ p. GO FIRST.' r-Y '
GUS TOOK
,
CHAMBER.'
—
LOU LIFTED THE GUN AND STEELED HIMSELF FOR THE DEATH BLOW AS THE BULLET CAME CRASHING INTO HIS BRAIN
j
HE SQUEEZED
n
A A DUD .' WHY, YOU DIRTY tt# .‘!X YOU KNEW IT ALL THE T/ME' THAT'S .
WHAT?
IT... IT DIDN'T 60
WHY YOU WANTED TO GO FIRST: YOU THOUGHT I’D CRAWL... yrrrTft
OFF f.
YOU
CAN’T
YOUR WAY OUT OF
TWIRLED THE
THIS ONE.-GUS
J
IF
TALK
don’t be AN IDIOT, LOU' YOU
A SURE \h—yHADTHIRD '
y”'
.OUT/&IX1 I
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NOBODY
GALLS 5 US FORNEY
A
CHEAT' CREBtS.l CHALLENGE
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WELSH WHEN
OFAY, YOU CRUMf YOU’RE
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VM AN
HONEST
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KNOW IT WOUL D COME
you're
NAME ino
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CHAMBER.' NO MATTER WHEN HOW DID I J IT CAME UP, YOU
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LOSE
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THEN.FIENOS. BEGAN THE MOST
They sat at the green feltCOVEREO TABLE BENEATH THE LAMPfTHE MEAT CLEAVER SPARKLED BETWEEN
HORRIBLE CARD GAME IN THE HISTORY OF HODERH GAMBLING you've heard of STRIP poker? WELL, CHOP POKER IS ALMOST
.
T
I GOT THREE TENS, LOU.'
)
SORRY, GUS.'
pA jar
^GLARING
THREE LADIES/
m
;them' gus oealt the cards.,
LIKE THAT i ONLY INSTEAD OF LOSING AN ARTICLE OF CLOTHING ... YOU LOSE A LIMB CHOP POKER HAD BEEN PLAYED BEFORE. IT WAS TOLD. BUT ONLY ONE HAND .
T
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"i'll fa k
S
TW0 f -
three.'--
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AT A TIME.' NEVER. ..TO A trtAIICU,
M-
Lou PICKED UP THE CLEAVER AND STOOD GUS...
OVER
JUS STRETCHED OUT HIS HAND/ HIS PERSON AL JOCTOR MOVED FORWARD WTO THE LIGHT ! LOU RAISED
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THE NIGHT ? AS
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For a moment, the crowd under the big-top SAT DEATHLY SILENT f THEN, FROM THE BANDSTAND, A DRUM BEGAN TO ROLL... ITS OMINOUS STACCATO OF ANTICIPATION GROWING LOUOER AND LOUDER ' THE CENTER OF THE RING, THE HUGE ELEPHANT LIFTED A MASSIVE FORELEG ? THE SCANTILY CLAD WOMAN RECLINED ON THE TANBARK FLOOR? THE' ELEPHANT TRAINER BAR KED ORDE R S? THE RINGMASTER ANNOUNCED. AND NOW, LADi£SAND S GENTLEMEN... FOR THE MOST IN
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CYMBAL CRASHED.
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The elephant act was over ? the CIRCUS BAND STRUCK UP A HAPPY MARCH, AND THE CLOWNS SWEPT OUT ACROSS THE ARENA ? THE TRAINER AND THE GIRL DISAP-
PEARED THROUGH THE r
EXIT- WAY.
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TONIGHT, MILO?
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THEN
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'oIo’you TELL
HER?ABOUT US/
DARLING
WHAT. WHAT IF THERE f LEETA / WERE A TERR/BLE 'ACCIDENr<> / WHAT WHAT IF RENE WERE KILLED? J•ARE YOU
SAYING?
f
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NO/
IT'S
DON'T YOU SEE IT COULD BE?
HOW EASY
MOMENTS!
NO USE/SHED NEVER
GIVE ME A DIVORCE/ I KNOW ' WE'LL HAVE TO RUN AWAY. A
NO / EMMA WOULD NOT SUP/ *
SHE'S WELL
TRAINED/ SHE WOULD NOT PUT HER FOOT DOWN
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UNTIL L SIGNALED HER...
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CLAIM THAT SHE
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LEETA'SfYES BURNED^ HER FACEJIARKENEP
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MILO'
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HER HA ND through MILO'S
HAIR-..
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ME, OF COURSE MY DARLINCf TILL THIS... THIS SECRET- /CHANCE TO THINK J-Z. TOMORROW NIGHT'S PERFORMMEETING NONSENSE.' I WANT LIT OVER, LEETA PLEASE / WJESi, ANGEfx* IT DOESN’T HAPPEN i you... ALL THE TIME.. OR fl I'M
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The
AWAITiNG THEIB
SEEMED CUE-MU3ICf.EMMA TRUMPETED SOFTLY. SHE WAS WRONj^ TO -LS^rtlAT .SO METHING
ALL THERE. THERE, GIRL?' EMMA C SHE’S THERE SEEMS NERVOUS TONIGH T, ? C'MON CUE milo f
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AND
TRAINER IN THE WORLD
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BEGAN ITS ANXIOUS ROLL ONCE MORE? t HE THUNDER OF THE ROLLING DRUM GREW LOUDER MilOj BARKED AN ORDER AND EMMA LIFTED HER FOOT?/ AND LOUDER? EMMA'S HOOF HUNG MENACINGLY ABOVE £ RENE GOT DOWN ON THE RING FLOOR AND WRIGGLED J RENT'S WHITE FACE? MILO BARKED ORDER AND - yTHE HUGE FOOT LOWERED SLOWLY.. BELOW IT... I
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IMMEDIATELY
CRESCENDO...
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leo mho to the exit- way' he i SOBBING SOFTLY.' BUT THAT NIGHT ...FAR THE CIRCUS GROUNDS ...HE AND LEETA L<
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IT'S
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MARRIED'
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/I TOLD you,i SIMPLE' 1 l TOLD YOU _ V WOULD BE' .
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DEATH -DEFYING REA UTY. ..LEETA'
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DARLING
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It lumbered toward the horrified trainer and HIS
NEW
WILDLY
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WIFE...
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It BURST THROUGH THE EXIT-WAY ACROSS THE TANBARK FLOOR* IT TRUMPETED SHRILLY THE STENCH FILLED THE BIG-TOP* ITS ROTTING HIDE FELL AWAY IN SLIMY CLODS AS IT MOVED* HERE AND THERE, WHITENED BONES PROTRUDED THROUGH ITS MAGGOT-COVERED FLESH* PERCHED ON THE REMAINS OF ITS HEAD SAJJ’HE DECAYED FIGURE _ OF A WOMAN, URGING IT ON...,
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RENE!
It WAS TOO LATE FOR MILO TO
MOVE...
TOO LATE
TO RUN* THE THING WAS UPON HIM ...LIFTING HIM IN IT3 FOUL- SMELLING DECOMPOSING TRUNKfLEETA .WAS CAUGHT BENEATH ONE OF ITS HUGE ROTTED * HOOFS. _ - i r--
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SIDED AND DEATH CAME TO MILO AND LEETA, THE HUGE THING AND
THE HUMAN-THING UPON IT SEEMED TO JUST FALL AWAY INTO A PILE OF PUTRESCENT SLIME...
HEY,
LADY' BUY
TER BRAT A BAG OF PUTRESCENT SLIME? HEE.HEtf YEP f THAT'S M'TALEiKIDDiES RENE i AND EMMA GOT THEIR REVENGE, AND MILO AND LEETA GOT THEIRS.
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AND QHOULS... WELCOME TO THE CRYPT OF TERROR. THIS la YOUR HORROR » INVITING YOU IN TO HEAR ANOTHER GHASTLY SELECTION FROM MY DISGUST I START my CHILLING TALE. YOU MIGHT like TO PLATA LITTLE X HAVE A REAL LITE OLD HAIDT NO? OH.. TOO DAD? THEN
perhaps, BEFORE
ME ’ LIKE. ..SAY.. .OLD HA/Dl BEGIN THE BLOOD-CURDLING YARN
1 CALL...
HIRE T0I1IEHT,
FOLLOWED BV mcREflsinc ILOTTVRESS. SLAM 00 WN THE TRUNK-LID OP YOUR TAXI-CAB AND LOOK AROUND. THE NIGHT IS DAMP AND A FAINT TRACE OF FOG DRIFTS IN FROM THE BAY. CHILLI N£ YOU TO THE BONE. YOU STAND THERE FOR A MOMENT, SHIVERING. YOU FUMBLE IN YOUR JACKET POCKET FOR A CIGARETTE PULL OUT A HALF EMPTY PACK AND SHAKE ONE BETWEEN YOUR LIPS. THE FLAME OF THE MATCH, FLARING UP IN THE GLOOM, BURNS YOUR EYES. AND EVEN AFTER YOU’VE BLOWN IT OUT, ITS GLOW STILL ,
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You SHUFFLE AROUNO TO THE FRONT OF YOUR CAB, SWING OPEN THE DOOR, AND SETTLE IN8I0E ON THE MOIST COLO LEATHER DRIVER’S SEAT. YOU SIT THERE FOR A MOMENT, SUCKING IN THE DRY SMOKE FROM YOUR BUTT AND SWALLOWING IT WHOLE INTO YOUR LUNGS THEN YOU START THE ENGINE., THINK I’LL CRUISE THE WEST SIDE, TONIGHT f
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The FO0 HAS SETTLED its blanket of obey mist upon YOUR WINDSHIELD, SO YOU SNAP ON THE WIPERS, INDUSTRIOUS LITTLE FINGERS WHIP BACK AND FORTH, SHAMING THE WATER AWAY. YOU PEER THROUGH THE CLEAR OPENINO AT THE DIS TORTED ASPHALT AHEAD.THE STREETS ARE DESERTED. NOT A SOUL AROUND.
CR/PESf WHAT A NIGHT TO TRY TO
fe^SCRAPE UP A FARE
YOU CRUISE FOR A LITTLE WHILE LONGER, SEARCHING THE SIDEWALKS FOR A SIGNALING PASSERBY... A HOMEWARD-BOUND CUSTOMER..BUT YOU SEE NO ONE. YOU SHRUG AND PULL UP TO A DESERTED HACK STAND.
WELL,,TM AT FINISHES IT ( I'LL NEVER GET A FARE .
now...
—
no use WASTING GAS. I'LL PARK HERE BY ONE SUBWAY EXiT-_w^
riders hurry off into the wet gloom. THE NEWSIE AT THE CORNER CALLS AFTER THEM,TRYINQ TO UNLOAD HIS NIGHT’S PAPER ORDER...
ALL
ABOUT
IT
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YOU SHUT OFF THE ENGINE AND SIT BACK, EXTRACTING ANOTHER BUTT FROM YOUR EMPTYING PACK. A ROAR BELOW TELLS YOU THAT A SUBWAY TRAIN HAS PULLED IN. A FEW SECONDS LATER, FIGURES POUR FROM THE SUBWAY EXIT-
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READ ALL ABOUT ITT ANOTHER BODY FOUND f ANOTHER MURDER ( READ
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The rushing shadows are gone, the night and the RAIN SETTLE DOWN AGAIN. YOU STARE ACROSS THE MIRRORED SIDEWALK TO THE NEWSTAND. ANOTHER MURDER. CURIOSITY GETS THE BETTER OF YOU. YOU SNAP OPEN THE CAB-DOOR AND DART THROUGH THE RAIN TO THE PROTECTION OF THE STAND’S OVERHANG... PAPER. MISTER'
Another murder, thirteen of THEM NOW. EACH BODY DRAINED
YOU SHIVER. THE WORK YOU LOOK AROUND UNCOMFORTABLY, PEERING OUT AT THE OOWNPOUR.THE RAIN POUNDS DOWN ON YOUR CAB- ROOF,
OF ITS BLOOD. YOUR EYES SWEEP OVER THE COLUMNS OF TINY PRINT.. THE SORY DETAILS. SUDDENLY, A PARAGRAPH CATCHES YOUR ATTENTION.. .fpi
SUGGESTION THAT A VAMP/RE MIGHT BE RESPONSIBLE FOR THESE MURDERS WAS OFFERED BY OR.
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EGBERT MULLER, NOTED
MYTH-
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The night swims in a torrent before your eyes. DARKNESS MELTS FROM THE BLACKNESS ABOVE AND SPATTERS DOWN ON THE ENGINE HOOD... THE WINDSHIELD IN SHEETS OF DANCING LIGHTS. HE IS BESIDE YOU, HIS BLACK OVERCOAT COLLAR TURNEO UP, COVERING THE LOWER PART OF HIS FACE.. .HIS BLACK HAT- BRIM TURNEO DOWN, SHIELDING THE UPPER PART. ONLY HIS EYES GLARE LIKE FIRE-LIGHTS FROM THE
His ANSWER is curt; ALMOST insulting, it is a brief ANNOUNCEMENT THAT HE CARES NOT TO CONVERSE. YOU SHRUG AND GUIDE YOUR HEAP THROUGH THE REFLECTIONS AND THE TORRENTS TOWARD THE ADDRESS HE'S GIVENYOU.
The STREET IN
I
THE
CITY.
ONE OF THE WORST NEIGHBORHOODS A NARROW, LITTER -STREWN, COBBLE-
IS IN
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STONE ALLEY MESHED BETWEEN SAD- FACED, STARVING TENEMENTS. YOUR FARE STEPS OUT INTO THEDOWN-| ~ ~ POUR..
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He
scurries into a oarkeneo HALLWAY AND DISAPPEARS INTO THE SHADOWS. YOU SHRUG, GLANCE AT THE METER, AND SETTLE BACK TO WAIT. THE RAIN IS LETTING UP NOW. THE STREET IS A BLACK MIRROR REFLECTING THE SQUALOR THAT RIMS IT AT EITHER CURB. SOMETHING IN THE MIRROR CATCHES YOUR EYE...
You TURN AROUND AND STARE AT THE SHINY NEW LEATHER BRIEFCASE YOUR CUSTOMER HAS LEFT ON THE BACK SEAT. THE GOLD INITIALS PULSATE IN THE LIGHT FROM THE STREET LAMP-.f^^wB—ifiiiiai E.M.,PH.D.f EM^PH.D.f
WHAT /S THERE ABOUT
IT HE NEWSPAPER ROLLED UP BESIDE YOU REMINDS YOU. OF COURSE.. MULLEN... THE NOTED MYTH 0L06/ST...tm£ man who is TRYING TO CONVINCE THE POLICE THAT THE MUNDEPEN • IS A VAMPIRE.
l THOSE INITIALS?
YOU PULL OUT YOUR PACK OF BUTTS, FISHING FOR ANOTHER CIGARETTE. THE PACK IS EMPTY. YOU CURSE. FAR DOWN THE BLOCK, AT THE CORNER, A DIM LIGHT FILTERS THROUGH A STORE WINOOW, SILHOUETTING THE LETTERS PA INTEC ON IT... BAR' THEY’D HAVE A CIGARETTE
YOU SWING FROM THE CAB AND START DOWN THE LONG DARK STREET. THE RAIN HAS STOPPED. A MUDDY STREAM OF WATER RUSHING HEAOLONG AT THE CURBSIDE POURS DOWN INTO A FOUL- SMELLING SEWER, PULLING THE LAST TRACES OF RAIN WITH IT. UP ABOVE, THE CLOUDS ARE BREAKING UP-.ANO HERE AND THERE, A STAR BLINKS THROUGH A BLACK HOLE IN THE GREY COVER.
^^MACHINE...
VoU'RE ALMOST TO THE CORNER WHEN THE LIGHTS IN THE BAR-WINDOW DISAPPEAR AND BLACKNESS DESCENDS. THE SIGN IN THE DOOR LAUGHS AT YOU, AND THE LAUGH Echoes over the slick streets and off the grinning FACES OF THE .TENEMENTS
CLOSES
BLAST IT...
G0IN6 TO BE A M/CE NIGHT AFTER ALL...
T HE LAUGH DIES. SILENCE CLOSES IN. THICK, BLACK, FRIGHTENING SILENCE. STRANGE. NO RADIO PLAYING; NO 8ABY CRYING? NO SOUNDS OF THE PEOPLE THAT LIVE BEHIND THE MUTE TENEMENT FACADES? JUST "" ' SILENCE... m m imi. f jiy r '
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Then why the bar? what business could a bar do IN A CONDEMNED TENEMENT DISTRICT? YOU START BACK TOWARD YOUR CAB. AND THEN YOU HEAR THEM. AT FIRST YOU THINK THEY'RE ECHOES OF YOUR OWN- BUT WHEN YOU STOP, THEY CONTINUE. .fj~ II
You QUICKEN YOUR
STEPS. THE CAB IS A M LLION MILES I
AWAY. BEHINO YOU, THE FOOTSTEPS INCREASE THI^IR TEMPO
TOO. YOU BEGIN TO RUN.
THE CAB' I'LL NEVER REACH IT
FOOTSTEPS. SOMEONE'S .FOLLOWING ME.
The open hallway yawns at YOU duck
YOU.
in,
cringing
in
THE SHADOWS. A FIGURE HURRIES
LACK OVERCOAT-BLACK
BY_.
HAT.
YOU HEAR
HIS FOOTSTEPS POUNDING UP IN YOUR CHEST, YOUR HEART POUNDING TOO. THEN THE FOOTSTEPS
THE BLOCK. IS
STOP- AND YOUR HEARtlSKIPS A BEATHE'S
.
CUSTOMER' MULLERL
COMING BACK:
IN TIME,
ppi
i
YOU BACK OFF INTO THE 6L00M. THE FOOTSTEPS APPROACH. HE STANDS FRAMED IN THE HALLWAY ENTRANCE. HIS EYES BURN ING LIKE TWO WHITET C 0ALS 2L°- ITyoU CAN rT ESCAP MY FRIEND'YOU'RE .
•
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TRAPPED/
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His eyes seem to pierce the darkness, seem to SEARCH YOU OUT OF THE SHADOWS. CAN HE SEE YOU THERE ? CAN HI S EYES PENETRATE THE NIGHT LIKE-LIKE. ~~ A BAT'S 0 ' LIKE J a >a s
YOU SHRIEK. YOU OPEN YOUR QUIVERING LIPS AND YOU I SHRIEK. AND YOU TURN ANl5 RUN-DOWN THE LONG BLACK CORRIDOR-STUMBLING, GETTING UP. RUNNING AGAIN-
rTr %no~use
your
r WAT no 'NO .'WWA
The cellar door hangs crazily ON BROKEN RUSTED HINGES. STEPS LEAD DOWNWARD INTO BLACKNESS. YOU LUNGE THROUGH
The STEPS, ROTTED AND OECAYEO, GIVE WAY BENEATH YOUR WEIGHT AND YOU PLUNGE INTO THE DARKNi-SS
...
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You STRUGGLE TO YOUR
FEET. ABOVE
YOU, YOUR CUSTOMER PEERS DOWN THROUGH THE CELLAR DOORWAY...
j
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|AnD HIS LAUGH ECHOES LOUDLY ITHROUGH THE DAMP DARK CELLAR.
Suddenly there are strange sounds about you... j CREAKING NOISES ...AND DEEP SIGHS .. AND FLUTTERINGS IN THE DARK. THE CELLAR IS FILLEO .WITH LONG EVILGASP...
[They stumble toward
THE LIDS HAVE COME ALIVE NOW, SLIPPING FROM THE COFFINS, SWINGING UPWARD, FALLING BACK.GHAUNTFACED FIGURES, WITH SLANTED EYES AND FANGED MOUTHS OOZING SPITTLE. RISE FROM THEIR DEPTHS-
COFFINS.
you, shrieking...
laughing.
VAMPIRES!
And THEN THEY ARE UPON
YOU, THEIR FANGS RIPPING AND TEARING AT YOUR FLESH.. -THEIR DRY LIPS CLOSIN' LIFE- FLUID THAT POURS RED FROM THEM...
OVER YOUR WOUNDS, DRAWING THE |
And YOU SCREAM, you are HELPLESS under then ONSLAUGHT. THERE IS NOTHING ELSE TO 00 BUT SCREA
.
The
The scream echoes and re-echoes in your eai YOU CLAW AT THE COLD LEATHER SEAT... AND YOU
rain chatters on your cab roof, people pour FROM THE SUBWAY EXIT, THE NEWSIE CHANTS AT THEM...
OPEN YOUR EYES...
READ ALL ABOUT JTf ANOTHER BODY FOUND? ANOTHER MURDER .' READ ALL ABOUT IT 1
HUH? WHA 2- WHERE
AM
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You're back at the hack-stand, SUBWAY EXIT. THE REAL-
1
You STARE DOWN AT THE OPEN PAPER ON YOUR LAP HIS NAME SEEMS TO RISE FROM THE BLOCKS OF TYPE... MA6NIFIED. ..BLACK AND SHINING..
BY THE
IZATION
DAWNS UPON YOUI
...I
I'VE
FELL ASLEEP.
^
And then
he
I DREAM ABOUT HIM? WHY. .
YOU DON'T HAVE TO LOOK AT THE INITIALS ON THE BRIEFCASE HE IS CARRYING. YOU KNOW WHO HE IS. HE MUTTERS THE STREET AND NUMBER AND SLIDES INTO THE BACK SEAT. YOU MESH GEARS AND PULL AWAY. [=
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DIO I
DREAM ABOUT HIM? AND THE
VAMPIRES... ATTACKING fc-
ALL MEAN j
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ME? WHAT
DID IT
beside you, his
buck
NO SIREE: HOP WHERE TO?
WHY DID
^
is
OVERCOAT PULLED UP, HIS BLACK HATBRIM TURNED DOWN, AND HIS EYES GLARING LIKE FIRE-LIGHTS...
BEEN DREAMING.'
I
.
iUDDENLY, YOU KNOW. YOU KNOW THE MEANING OF YOUR IT's
A SHORT-CUT,
OOCTOR MULLER...
I
—
f
You STOP THE CAB.
IT'S ONE OF THE WORST NEIGHBORHOODS IN THE THE NEIGHBORHOOD YOU DREAMED ABOUT... ~L— YOU ...YOU YES, DOCTOR!
CITY.
KNOW ME:
GET OUT...
It's clear now. the whole DREAM IS CLEAR. DR. EGBERT MULLER IS A THREAT TO you. THAT'S WHY
YOU DREAMED OF HIM
FOLLOW/N6
„ TRACKING YOU DOWN. H^y.- MY BRIEFCASE? YOU
.YOU
..
And THE VAMPIRES .. THE ONES THAT ATTACKED YOU IN THE CELLAR. DOCTOR MULLER KNOWS ABOUT VAMPIRES. ALL ABOUT THEM. SOONER OR LATER HE’D CONVINCE THE
WHERE ARE YOU TAKING ME? THIS HALLWAY...WS so DARK.
\KEEP GOING:
^
[It would be his vast knowledge of vampires that WOULD FINALLY MEAN YOUR ULTIMATE "DEATH. THE DREAM MADE SENSE. THE DREAM WAS WARNING '
...
WHO
A/ft touy
RO? NO f
HE STRUGGLES, BUT YOU ARE STRONG. YOU BEND AND SINK YOUR FANGS INTO HIS SOFT WHITE GURGLING NECK. ..DRAW* IN6 IN THE THICK RED LIFE-FLUID THAT YOU MUST HAVE...
YES, DOCTOR!
MY GOD
NOW SOME PEOPLE MIGHT ACCUSE SPINNING HACK YARNS BUT YOU WOULDN'T AGREE, WOULD YOU. KIDDIES? THE THING I'M GUILTY OF IS TAK/-NG YOUR IMAGINATION ONCE IN A WHILE. WELL, GOT TO METER FRIENO, SO I'LL TURN OVER TO THE VAULT-KEEPER FOR HIS OFFERING. WHO'S THE FRIENO. roo ASK? OH, SOME SUCKER I KNOW. THEY SPOTTED HIM AS A ,
HICK WHEN
HE
CAME
TO NEW YORK. SOLD HIM
THE VAMPIRE STATE BUILDING. ISN'T THAT A
BLOODY SHAME f
in HOWL S, fHE VAOU-XEEPM. hW.hch?7'ENTURE INTO THE VAULT, VULTURES. THIS is YOUR / ready to NARRATE ANOTHER NAUSEATING NOVELETTE F"OM ur CRAWLY COLLECTION. 90 COME IN. SIT DOWN ON THAT PILE OF SHOE-BOXES THERE. AND I'LL BEOIN THE BLOOD' C UROL /NO YARN I CALL...
CURIOSITY
KILLED...
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First let me say that, ever since i'o known him, WALLACE DURAND HAD ALWAYS BEEN SHY, QUIET, AND COMPLETLY DOMINATED BY HIS WIFE, EMILY. THAT MORNING, HE SEEMED LIKE AN ENTIRELY DIFFERENT PERSON. HE GRINNED AT ME.. EMILY'S GONE, MRS. CLAYTON. SHE'S TA KEN A TRIP. TO THE .
COAST.. .TO
VISIT
...
THERE..
SHOCKED f
COULDN'T BELIEVE WHAT...
SHE DIDN'T
MENTION
IT f
.
RELATIVES.
HE SLAMMED THE DOOR .SLAMMED THE IT, MIND YOUfMR. OURAND MILQUETOAST... THE WEAKLING... SLAMMED THE OOOR IN MY FACE. I STOOD
OH
WALLACE DURAND STOOD STRAIGHT, LOOKING AT ME DEFIANTLY. HE SEEMEO TALLER SOMEHOW. .TALLER THAN HE'D EVER BEEN. ..LIKE HEAVY WEIGHTS HAD BEEN DROPPED FROM HIS TIRED SHOULDERS... Y-YES, MR, DURAND/ IT WAS SUDDEN, MRS. CLAYTON. I'M SORRY I SHE LEFT LAST N/OHT. and NOW IF YOU'LL EXCUSE U DISTURBED YOU...
I
EMILY'D GONE AWAY BEFORE. BUT
WALLACE DURAND HAO NEVER BEHAVED THAT WAY WHILE SHE'D BEEN GONE. IT WAS AS IF HE KNEW SHE WASN'T COM INS BACK...
RANG FOR THE ELEVATOR. A COLD SHIVER RAN UP MY SPINE. I GLANCED
I
IT...
OVER HIM? DIFFERENT MAN ACTED LIKE THAT'
WHATâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;S COME
HE'S LIKE A HE'S
NEVER
SINCE
NINE P.M.
WRONG'.
DID YOU TAKE MRS. DURAND' DOWN LAST NIGHT, GEORGE?
EMILY DURAND? SHE WOULD MIAVE HAD A SUITCASE...^
\
NO, MA'AM f 1 BROUGHT YOU AND MRS. DURAND UP AT \ TEN P.M. LAST NIGHT, REMEMBER ? THAT'S THE LAST l SAW OF HER. OIDN'T TAKE HER DOWN LAST NIGHT.
^
AT
ALL F
J
SHE WALKED DOWN, GEORGE? WHO' 0 SEE HER?
)
? WALKED
down, mrs.
1rASK
HIM
\
FOURTEEN} FOR ME,WILL YOU, GEORGE? FLOORS? X HARDLY ASK JED IF WALK
CLAYTO N ?
i
I
THINK SHE'D
DOWN. BESIDES. ..IF SHE DID, JED WOULD HAVE SEEM HER. HE
/ HE
SAW MRS.
OR MR. DURAND \ LAST NIGHT (S
(
WAS AT THE DESK | I ALL NIGHT... WORKIN' THE SWITCHBOARD./
George nodded, the elevator DOOR SLID CLOSED , AND IT WHIRRED AWAY. I WATCHED THE HAND ABOVE SWING SLOWLY AROUND TOWARDS ONE. I WENT BACK TO MY OWN APARTMENT. MILTON WAS GETTING INTO HIS COAT. MILTON IS MY HUS-
giggle.'
WALLf? KILL EH/LY? Y HE'S ACTING SO STRAN8ELY, SILLY/ HE... SO RUOE. HE SAID EMILY , WENT
DON'T BE
THINK SO?
WT MR. DURAND/ HE'S (
HILLED EMILY/
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Milton looked at me and began to
YOU
WHO ?
BAND..
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HE WOULDN'T HAVE THE NERVE/ WHAT MAKES
'HUH?
/
,
ON A TRIP. BUT I
CHECKED. SHE HASN'T
I HEARD THE ELEVATOR DOOR OUTSIDE SLIDE OPEN. I PEERED OUT. GEORGE WAS COMING TOWARD MY APARTMENT
WELL, GEORGE? DID JED
WHAT
L
// LEFT THIS BUILDING
SINCE WE CAME HONE FROM THE WOMEN'S SOCIAL LAST
KILLED HER?
SAY?
WHE
SAID NOBODY CAME DOWN THOSE STAIRS LAST NIGHT, MA'AM. BUT NOBODY-
.
NIGHT.
HOW, MILTON? THAT'S JUST IT/ Y well, I'M LATE.
HOW
HE COULDN'T CARRY HER I'VE GOT TO GO BODY DOWN FOURTEEN FLIGHTS? TO THE OFFICE. BESIDES, JED SAID NOBODY CAME LOOK, HENRIETTA. THE STAIRS LAST NIGHT HE IF YOU'RE SO COULDN'T TAKE HER OOWN IN SURE, WHY don't theELEVATOR. and the FIREYOU CALL THE ESCAPE WOULD B E TOO RISKY '~jV POLICE? s' NO/ she's still IN there/j '
DOWN
'
\
Milton left and
i heard the elevator come AND TAKE HIM DOWN. I WENT TO THE PHONE. I PICKED UP THE RECEIVER. I HESITATED-
I PUT
DOWN THE PHONE ANO WENT TO THE KITCHEN. I TOOK A MEASURING CUP FROM THE CUPBOARD AND WENT DOWN THE HALL TO THE DURAND APARTMENT. I KNOCKED. I HEARD FOOTSTEPS MOVING AROUND INSIDE, AND WALLACE DURAND OPENED THE DOOR-
I..I CAN'T CALL THE POLICE. I HAVE NO PROOF. I'VE GOT TO HAVE PROOF.
COULD I BORROW A CUP OF SUOAR. MR. DURAND? I’M A LITTLE SHORT.'
I STARTED IN BUT MR. DURAND •LOCKED MY WAY. HE LIFTED THE CUP FROM MY HAND-
HE CLOSED THE DOOR AND LOCKED IT. HE WOULDN'T LET ME IN. HE WAS HIDING SOMETHING, ALL RIGHT.
I’LL GET IT FOR 'YoH... THANKS. YOU, MRS. CLAYTON.i
EMILY
WAS
IN
w
T PULLED A CHAIR UP TO THE APARTMENT DOOR AND SAT DOWN. I OPENED IT A CRACK SO I COULD WATCH THE DURAND'S DOOR. I WAITED. AFTER AN HOUR, MR DURAND CAME OUT-LOCKED THE DOOR CAREFULLY. .
BELL—
rALL
"
RIGHT, WALLACE
^
DURAND? ALL RIOHTfl’LL GET THE PROOF. YOU'LL SEE... >
SORRY to BOTHER YOU, MR. 0URAND.
JiNO PRESSE D THE ELEVATOR
HE SLAMMED THE OOOR.l WAS ALONE IN THE HALL. X WENT BACK TO MY APARTMENT. MY HAND SHOOK...
THERE? POOR EMILY.,
.
When he
was gone, i darted across the living ROOM AND OUT THE FRENCH DOORS. THE OURANOS ANO WE SHARED A TERRACE. I CROSSED THE LOW DIVIDINGWALL AND PEERED INTO THEIR APARTMENT. THE BLINDS WERE DRAWN. I COULDN’T SEE. THE DOOR WAS LOCKED ... I
WON'T GIVE UP. I WON'T HAVE TO TRY TO
HE’S GOING TO
GET RID OF HER BODY. ^
WHEN HE DOES...
AND ^4
— *.
Ie
slammed the door
in
my WAS OBVIOUS. I WAS DETERMINED TO PROVE HIS HORRENDOUS DEED. 80 IT
NOW, DON’T
BOTHER me/
1
y
I WATCHED EVERY DAY, HE WENT OUT in th E morni ng EMPTY HANDED.
SINCE EMILY’S YOU FOR A WHILE, PERHAPS
LEFT
.
YOU’D UKE ME TO
COME IN MO Dl/ST OR MAKE THE BED...
And every day he cam e back with an<
SHOE-
TWO MONTHS of this.. coins out EMPTY-HANDED AND COMING 8ACK TWO HOURS LATf* WITH THE INEVITABLE SHOE BOX... ACCOSTED HIM ONE DAY... , * NEVER
——
Finally after
——^1—— "L
;
/
f THOUGHT MY EARS WERE DECEIV1W ME. Z HEARD IT PLAIN AS DAY. A
I
SCRATCHING SOUND. ..INSIDE THE BOX HE WAS CARRYING.. N- NEVER MR. DURAND: ,
EMILY'S
LEFT HE
FOR GOOD.' NOW IF
YOU DON'T MIND.
?
I
MR
.
WAS A FLAPPING SOUND OUT ON THE TERRACE. X TIPTOED TO THE FRENCH DOORS. WALLACE DURAND WAS OUT THERE™ AND HE HELD SOMETHING IN HIS OUTSTRETCHED HANDS™
i went back to MY APARTMENT. X TRIED TO THINK. WHAT DID HE HAVE IN THAT BOX? WAS EMILY'S BODY STILL IN THAT APARTMENT, OR HAD WALLACE DURAND MANAQED TO GET RID OF IT? AND THEN, THAT NIGHT, AS I »CED THE
WHAT'S
i
T HERE
He went inside,
DURAND CHECKED THE SMALL CAN STRAPPED TO
WOKE UP SO
iM§
A~~A
PIGEON'
'V
THAT
MILTON.
WHAT?***!
I TOLD HIM WHAT I'D SEeTT
1
DOffT YOU SEE, MILTON? HE'S BEOT BLAZES HAS [ TO DO < GET TINS RID OF MILTS REMAINS WITH THE OTHER?) THAT WAY. a UTTLE BIT AT A
IN A...
HOMING PIGEON
E
ONE THING
TIME...
IN
THAT CAN STRAPPED
TO THE PIGEON'S LEG.
GOOD LORD
.
it
T
'
AND THEN NO.' WAIT.' IW'y CAN'T BE SURE.' I'LL SEE WHAT WHY DON'T YOU / HE DOES WITH FOLLOW HIM \ THE CONTENTS
I'M GOING
WOULD TAKE MONTHS') TO CALL THE POLICE.
fr,
OF THE CAN-
TOMORROW MORN-
.
ING? FIND OUT
i
WHERE HE GETS
1
THOSE BIRDS ?
THATLL BE THE Y PROOF YOU NEEDY/
.
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YES... YES.
,
TOOK MILTON'S ADVICE... AND THE NEXT DAY, J FOLLOWED WALLACE DURANO WHEN HE LEFT THE ROYAL ARMS APARTMENT HOTEL. HE TOOK A SUBWAY OUT OF THE CITY TO THE END OF THE LINE. THEN A BUS. I FOLLOWED THE BUS IN A TAXII
HE‘S
f
.
MR. DURAND WENT TO THE REAR OP A RUNDOWN SHACK. I COULD HEAR THE LOUD BARKING OF PQGSm so
THAT'S IT
. ..
.
It was all
so clear, i watched FROM THE HOMING PIGEON THAT HAD ARRIVED THAT NIGHT AND EMPTY THE CONTENTS INTO THE KENNEL FULL OF SLOB*
HIM UNTIE THE CAN
SETTING OFF ALL RIGHT, GET OUT HERE...
DRIVER. I'LL
he took ANOTHER pigeon from the coup. PLACED IT IN A SHOE -BOX, AND WENT AWAY. I WAITED UNTIL HE WAS GONE BEFORE I CAME OUT OF MY HIDING PLACE. I FELT SICK... NAUSEOUS . POOR EM/LY f WHEN I FI NALLY GOT BACK TO MY APARTMENT..
Then
a wild gleam in HIS USUALLY SAD EYES. EMILY AND I HAD BEEN ATTRACTED TO EACH OTHER BECAUSE WE WERE SO MUCH ALIKEDOMINATING WIVES WHO LORDED OVER SHY, OUIET, MILQUETOAST HUSBANDS...
Milton looked strange, he had
f V.
NIL TONfWHA T. WHAT'S \A SHOE-BOX, THAT YOU HAVE THERE..?)
U/LTON .YOU'RE V^YES. EMILY ' HOME EARLYFA COME/W/I'VE V BEEN WAITING'
.
EMILY.,
I HEARD THE UNMISTAKABLE COOING OF A PIGEON. I SCREAMED AND RUSHED FOR THE BED-ROOM. I LOCKED MYSELF IN. I
WAS TRAPPED. MILTON GIGGLED...HIS VOICE DRIFTING THROUGH THE DOORWE PLANNED IT THIS WAY, HENRIETTA' FIRST WALLY. THEN NEf WE RENTED THE SHACK, THE DOGS, THE PIGEONS ... BUT YOU FOUND OUT... TOO SOON...
1
THE DOOR IS OPE NING. I'LL HAVE TO STOP WRITING... Un NOW, EVEN THOUGH WALLY ISN'T THROUGH GETTING RID OF EMILY'S BODY... Z'LL HAVE TO START, HENRIETTA., START BY KILLING YOU... THEN
CUTTING YOU UP INTO TINY LITTLE PIECES BIG ENOUGH
\TO FIT
...
IN CANS...
'AT THIS POINT OUR MANUSCRIPT
ENDS, KIDDIES... ENDS IN A BLOOOY SMEAR.' HENRI ETTA IS NOW... FOR THE BIRDS' HOW DIO I HOLD
W
OF THIS LITTLE YARN, YOU ASK? 90 DO YOU THINK OWNED THE SHACX ... THE DOGS. ..rut PIGEONS .THAT WAS THE DEAL/ IwALLY AND MILTON Igot the USE OF Ithem for the STORY RIGHTS.HtH.HEH I
WHO
NOW
I’LL TURN YOU
THE
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Heh, heh! Guess all you EVANS fans can stop howling now! Gruesome George's biography and pitcher, as you probably noticed, and if you haven't, why not?, is on the inside front cover of this miserable mag. And now YOU can stop howling TOO, George! Ye Gods, glory all they these egotistical artists! Glory want is fame and fortune! Now take ME! All / want and all I get is FAMOUS! (INis FORTUNE famous would be a BETTER word, C.K., old boy /— any editors I don’t see them handing YOU laurel wreaths, you money-hungry perverts! (Money? What’s "money," Al? Duntto, Bill. Sounds familiar, but there sure ain’t been none of that stuff 'round HERE in some timel—ed.1 Aw, you poor, poor boys! Isn't it a pity! You'll have to drive your LAST YEAR'S Cadillacs for a white yet! (Bur CK.' The ASH-TRAYS are FULL.'—ed.) Reefer-butts, I presume! (Of course and RING-SIZE, too!—ed.) Oh, DIG those CRA-ZY proof-readers! Andnowforthe .
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90 mph!
Ray Bradbury, "There Was an Old No. 34) was tops. I read the original,
more than
justice
with his fine
illus-
Warren A. Freiberg III.
love your mag, but I think that stunk! What happened?
Ray Bradbury's
Ed Redling Patterson,
B.'s
Graham
N.
J.
EVERYBODY! Anywho, Mr. be happy to find E.C's adaptation of also illustrated by Ghastly
can't please
will
"The Handler"
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... in the wind-up spot of this issue. Before closing, a couple of "it's-gonna-cost-you-moneyif'n-yer-sucker-enough-to-bite' announcements: limited number (seven hundred fifty-two thousand one hundred and sixty-nine) of copies of the 3rd annual TALES OF TERROR, E.C.'s anthology of horror and SuspenStories, are now cluttering up the office. Help us unload! 25c! Also subscriptions to any E,C. mag 75c ... 6 issues! Address for either or both of the above, mail, poetry, kicks, kisses, or 1953 Cadillacs ij: Ingfcls!
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Ralph Chapman Anchorage, Alaska
doin'
leave!
.
Well, ya
Mr.
I’LL DISMEMBER APRIL! CAN’T HELP LOATHING THAT CLAN
it
Cicero,
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FREIBERG
your "horror hit parade":
.
.
Dear C.K.,
trations!
u/hen she read your book, and she's been in the regurgitarium (a coined word, so don’t throw it up to me!) for the past week. 1 personally think yop must be crazy, but then aren't we all Edwin Zuretch Sandusky, Ohio
Most Beloved Crypt-Keeper, I'm a steady fan of yours, and enjoy all of the E.C. mags very much! Here are a few additional titles for
.
NEVER
but Ingels did
My
it
(Hey C.K.! Ditch the butt
(O.K., C.K.! They’re gone!—ed.) I thought they'd
o-eds!
iceberg'
.
in a
MAN!
Dear Pudge-Face,
CRA-ZY
.
COPS
[ZOOOOOOMMMM! ]
Just Plain Joyse
All of your stories turned everyone in the house a lovely shade of green. Aunt Minerva was eating
M err
Brookline, Mass.
DIG conies
—ed.)
slimy Syd
that
Maura (Mo) Miller Chicago, III. battleship!
How do you like: OLD MACDONALD WAS EMBALMED WHEN YOU AND I WERE HUNG, MAGGIE/ Davg g ore) eti an j
We are three intellectual college ghouls who spend our evenings reading your degenerate literature. The
Of*"'™
REAL GONE!
.
Dear Crypt-Keeper.
DIG
is
DIG that CRA-ZY .
protagonists in your most horrible stories remind us of some of our long-lost dates. (Now we know what happened to them!) Due to our advanced education, we are prbperly equipped to fully appreciate your subtlety and sarcasm. Please print this or we boycott! Deyou,,.
That dog
JUMBLEDEYEBALLS
THE BLOODIEST BITE OF THE EAR WANT A GHOUL JUST LIKE tHE GHOUL THAT BURIED DEAR OLD l
.
those
Dick Duggan Dubuque, Iowa
how about these?:
.
.
PROTAGONISTS??? Man! DIG
WHY NOT EAT ALL MY DEAD DOG
.
ROVER
.
OP DOVER
STIFFS ..
.
PUKIN' OVER
I’M
.
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The Crypt-Keeper Room 706, Dept. 36 225 Lafayette St.
N.Y.C.12.N.Y.
A
HERE'S A TERROR-TALE OF SPORTING LIFE! I CALL IT..
D30C3
SALESMAN HAD ENABLED ROBERT TO KEEP UP THE DECEPTION FOR THREE EXCITING His JOB AS A TRAVELING
YEARS, rr HAD BEEN SO SIMPLE TO CARRY ON HIS DOUBLE LIFE, SPENDING A WEEK WITH AMY, A WEEK WITH JEAN, AND TWO WEEKS ON THE ROAD. YES, ROBERT SMITH WAS A BIGAMIST...
MUST YOU
KNOW HOW
Jt
CO.
BOB? YOU l GOT TO EARN A YOU WHEN L/Y/NC, amy; honey. I WELL, COCO-BYE. SEE YOU IN A MONTH.
MISS
L YOU'RE AWAY. T
1
Robert looked down at slim, darkhaired a my. she SMUGGLED SLEEPILY IN THE BED, REACHIN6 TOWARD KISS
ME 600D m BYE and wish
ME LUCK. THE NATIONAL
/
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SAY? I ALMOST FORGOT. YOUR
WOMAN'S AMATEUR ATHLETIC [ COLE TOURNAMENT, TOURNAMENTS ARE TWO WEEKS I BOUCHT YOU J
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)
OFF... T
-7
SO METHING.
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Robert went out to the
car.
he
_
UNLOCKED THE TRUNK. INSIDE WERE
TWO CAREFULLY WRAPPED PACKAGES. HE CHOSE ONE AND BROUGHT IT BACK INTO THE HOUSE TO THE
_
Amy
...
pot
down the package ahd
1
a
BEDROOM.
HERE, HONEY 1) FOR ME, FOR LUCK.' VI BOB? HOW SWEET.'
I
_
slipped her arms around Robert* WA/ T' oojrr opzn itI‘ 'you’re 5^ NECK NOW.' NOT UNTIL YOU GET TO YOUR 6QJ.F PUL, DARUNGM X REALLY HAVE TO ) BEASTf how GET SOINO, HONEY, /can BUSINESS TOURNAMENT, it’s [it’s Z^/F/pleaseI) be a SURPRISE.' IT ore MAY HELP YOU
Bgj;
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WIN...
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h a* as it?
Robert slipped away ?rom Amy ano picked uphis BAGS. SHE FOLLOWED HIM TO THE OOOR... hi ATHLETIC WOMEN LITTLE DID I KNOW, when YOU'LL COME DOWN AND SEE \ OF COURSE, HONEY/ „ X SU66ESTED TO AMY that she TAKE UP OOLF ME PLAY, BOB? TWO WEEKS YOU KNOW X WOULDN'T WHILE I WAS AWAY ON THE ROAD, THAT SHE'D «*£ FROM TOMORROW.. .AT THE < MISS MYWIFE'S CAP- K ) BECOME SUCH AN EXPERT GOLFER. NOW N.WA.A.A. COURSE in SPR/NOA TURING THE WOMENS SHE'S ENTERED IN THE N.WA.A.A CHAMPION NATIONAL AMATEUR h DALE. I'LL be AT THE SHIPS... y HOTEL ? IVE RESERVED ) {.OOLF CHAMPIONSHIP ' ' DOUBLE I
,
A
i
ROOM?
The car roared north through small towns and over MILES OF HIGHWAYS UNTIL, THE NEXT NIGHT. BOB, MONEY.' I
THOUGHT,
YOU'D BE BACK TONIGHT? I
CAME HOME FROM
PRACTICE EARLY...
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'JEAN, BABY.1
She tossed her book to the floor and he was HER ARMS. JEAN WAS HEAVIER THAN AMY. MORE MUSCULAR. HER HAIR FELL IN SOFT GOLDEN TRESSES ABOUT HER BARE SHOULDERS. AND X MISSED OH.OARUNG? I MISSED YOU, JEAN. I , YOU? MISSED YOU.' \
jM
,
I
I
DON'T LIKE THIS
ONE- WEEK- A-
MONTH DEAL ANY MORE THAN YOU . 20t
DO...
HEH.HEH? WELL, KIDDIES, THAT'S THE LOVER BOT COMMUTED
PICTURE.
BETWEEN WIVES. ONE WEEK WITH SLIM, SWEET AMY.. ONE WEEK WITH,
The WEEK WAS OVER. JEAN AND BOB WERE SAVjN6 GOOD-BYE.
whaT/5^B0B? ) DOfPTOPEN
.
BUXOM JEAN. FOR THREE YEARS, THIS LITTLE RACKET HAD BEEN GOING ON. AMY TOOK UP GOLF WHILE ROBERT DARLING WAS'ON THE
ROAD’-
KNOW WHAT JEAN TOOK UP? READ
Yes,
JEAN
GESTED
SURPRISE-
A
J FOR
i
ME? Sz
)
/Jf JEAN? YOU MENTIONED SOME-
TH,NG
AB0UT A
TOURNAMENT LAST 1 was
MoNTH when ^yi^i HOME-. 1^
had taken up BOWLING. Robert had sug-
OF COURSE, JEAN.
WHERE 'D
IT.
mg
THERE IS. AND TEHH/S COURTS. AND A POOL. THE HOLDS ALL
IT
/
YOU SAY
A.A.A.
[well I'll. i'll TRY TO MAKE IT, HONEY. AT LEAST I'LL STOP BY 7 YOUR HOTEL TO WISH
TOURNAMENTS
k
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A
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SPRINGDALE'
(nW.A.A.A.'S
the
‘
ALLEYS THERE-
WAS?
LUCKf^^^J
( OH, DARLING. ILL MAXI YOU SO PROUD OF ME. NOW... KISS ME GOOD-BYE-
f
?
B OB
SPEO OFF...^ heh.HEH.SO BOTH MY ATHLETIC WOMEN WILL BE IN THE SAME TOWN AT THE SAME TIME. WELL... THIS OUGHT TO BE FUN. I'M LUCKY THAT 'SMITH" IS A COMMON NAME. AMY AND JEAN WILL NEVER SUSPECT ANYTHING,
AND -*7
IF I
WORN
IT RIGHT...
WILL BE THE WISER.
IS
BUT THEN, HAVEN'T THE
NO ONE
r
J-
I'M MRS. ROBERT
WHY... SORRY.NO ROOMS. l.\ YOU HAVE A RESERl}HUH ALL FILLED UP. VAT!OH FOR ME... (MRS ROBERT SORRY... ms, ROBERT SM/TH.Y I SMITH checked I
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TH/S
MORN!NO f
BUT THAT'S IMPOSSIBLE
(
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A OH, DEAR. THERE’S BEEN A
SMITH.) '
HERE'S YOUR LETTER
ACKNOWLEGING MY
M/STAKE. OBVIOUSLY THERE ARE
TWO
MRS. ROBERT SMITHS.
1 SEE TOORE FROM CENTER ONE THAT REGISJ CITYf THE MORNING IS FROM... TERED THIS LET’S see... LANE VIEW, mat [
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LAKEVIEW? DID II OH, MRS. SMITH. 1'USOf SEEMS WE HAVE [ HEAR SOMEONE ,> GLAD YOU'RE HERE, r! THE SAME MENTION LAKE-\ THERE'S BEEN A TER- J NAME, HONEY.. ^ RIBLE ERROR. LET / AND the same / VIEW. THAT'S jf MY... ME INTRODUCE YOU TO l ROOM RESERMR8. ROBERT SMITH. VATION. '
LAST
f THREE TEARS
FUN
GOING TO BE
Springdale's one hotel was a bustle of excitement ON THE FIRST DAY OF TOURNAMENT WEEK, THE LOBBY WAS JAMMEO...
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LADIES f X HAVE A WELL, MV / SO'S MINE. BUY BRILLIANT IDEA fl HUSBAND is WE COULD DOUBLE COMING DOWN UP UNTIL THEY WHY DON'T YOU TWO SHARE THE (TO SEE ME J STRAIGHTEN THIS ROOM? I SEE THAT [ PLAY... tt MESS OUT.. H I
I
IT'S
A DOUBLE...
/
FIX THINGS
THIS IS I
OUR
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AMY/ what's
YOURS?
HE
I PLAY
HONEY.'MY name's K
ALL
FAULT.
SEE HIM.
f
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HERE, BOY/ THANKS.
I 0 N LY
MY HUSBAND GAVE ME THIS IT'S
A
SUR-
PRISE. X WAS SUPPOSED TO OPEN IT WHEN I j—
it
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WELL, HONEY...
a COIN-
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ROBERT SMITH ,
IS
AN AWFULLY
COMMON NAME 7
GUESS
SO.
MY BOB IS a TRAVELING SALESMAN...
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IN HERE...
)
DID
YOU SAY
X GUESS
ONE WEEK
A MONTH? THAT'S ’
PACKAGE.
isn't
SAME MARRIED 'X name/
ROOM E04.
f
ONE WEEK A MONTH/
"—7 SOT HERE
SOLE
CIDENCE... X MEAN TAKE THESE J US HAVING THE EH.. .BOY/
fSP SO’S MINE
HARDLY
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THAT'S FUNNY* HAVE ONE. TOOf
SEE
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HERE/
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ALL TRAVEUNG
SALESMEN'S WIVES HAVE IT ROUSH. THAT'S WHY I . TOOK UP GOLF, r
SAME HERE... with .
.
The two girls struggleo with their packages. TEARING THEM OPEN NERVOUSLY. .
WHAT THE-?
I
MY BOWLING. IT GAVE ME SOMETHING TO DO/\ OH, I POROOT
.
6000 LORD/.
J
/
.
Amt
stareo at the shoes i THE ONE RUBBER SOLE AND
ONE LEATHER
Jean stared at her WITH METAL CLEATS
ONE..
THESE. ..THESE ARE ’
Then it dawned upon them. THEY LOOKED AT EACH OTHER.
gift..
.
THESE ARE SOLE SHOES.
BUT.
AND...
1
.
..
BUT
*->
PLAY GOLF/
BOWLING SHOES..
In silence they each rummaged THEY WERE LOOKING FOR, THEY HELD THE TWO PHOTOGRAPHS UP.
THROUGH THEIR SUITCASES.TOSSING
—
[what THE?) HELLO,
And they found jean at the ALLEYS WHEN THEY CAME TO OPEN THEM up. she was practicing HER BOWLING
The NEXT MORNING, WHEN THE TOURNMENT STARTED, THE JUDGES FIRST GREEN OF
.
.
'
[
coheir)-.
OUR HUSBAND/)
BOai_lT>
( _
HEH.HEH. AND THE MORAL OF THE { i. STORY, KIDOIES, IS OON'TBE A WASHIE AND SPOON WITH a STUPE WIFE OR YOU'LL STRIKE OUT IN THE I LAST FRAME and nobody will < I
YELL FOUL, BECAUSE ONE WIFE IS PAR FOR THE COURSE, so IF YOU FEEL LIKE PINNING YOURSELF DOWN, DON'T SPLIT YOUR AFFEC- i TIONS. ONE BAG IS ENOUGH TGK
ANY DUFFER
HEH.HEHf AND NOW, THE OLD
WITCH
AWAITS TO windup MT
TERROR-MAG. 'BYE, NOW.
WJ&IUfL’ AJm
REM ember. old golfers NEVER DIE. .
A-
AS USING ROBERT'S EYEBALLS. j
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t
HEE.HEE' YEP, it's YOUR DIETICIAN OF DlSOUSftNO DRAMA. THE OLD MITCH. READ To S//R OH AWJThER 8TEHCH SHACK IN MY CAUlDROH HERE in THE HAUNT Of TEAR so COMETH. kiddies, AND SIT DOWN BY THE FIRE. THIS TIKE. MY MENU CONSISTS OF ANOTHER ADAPTION OF A TALE BY MT BOY. BRADBURY REVOLTING RAT. AS 1 AFFECTIONATELY CALL HIM. LISTEN TO RAT BRADBURFS SUPER*
M«. BENEDICT WALKED DOWN THE STEPS AND OUT THE SATE. WITHOUT ONCE L00KIN6 AT HIS LITTLE MORTUARY BUILDING. HE SAVED THAT PLEASURE FOR LATER. IT WAS VERY IMPORTANT THAT THINGS TOOK THE RIGHT PRECEDENCE. IT WOULDN'T PAY TO THINK WITH JOY OF THE BODIES AWAITING HIS TALENTS IN THE MORTUARY BUIL0IN8. NO, IT WAS BETTER TO FOLLOW HIS USUAL ,OAY AFTER DAY ROUTINE. HE WOULD LET THE CONFLICT i
BEGIN...
M«. BENEDICT KNEW JUST WHERE TO GET HIMSELF ENRAGED, HE SPOKE WITH MR. RODGERS, THE DRUGGIST. AND HE SAVED AND PUT AWAY ALL THE SLURS AND INTONATIONS AND INSULTS... COLD ONE
COLD one
And on
Mr. RODGERS ALWAYS HAD SOME TERRIBLE THING TO
0H, HELLO, BENEDICT. HOW'S BUSINESS 0 I'LlVeS, YES' AND HOW'S BET YOU'RE GOING AT IT TOOTH AND YOUR BUSINESS, NAIL. 010 YOU SET T? I SAID MR. STUYVESANT? TOOTH AND.. .
-X
I
it
went, person after person.
r
SAY ABOUT A MAN IN THE FUNERAL PROFESSION. AND OUTSIDE THE DRUG-STORE, MR. BENEDICT MET UP WITH MR. STUYVESANT, THE CONTRACTOR. r
,
.
SAY, HOW DO YOUR HANDS GET SO COLD, r GOOD, GOOD' BENEDICT. OLD MAN? THAT'S A COLD â&#x20AC;¢ WELL. ..GO 00 SHAKE YOU GOT THERE. YOU JUST GET t DAY' , DONE EMBALMING A FRIGID WOMAN ? HEH, THAT'S NOT BAD, YOU HEARD
\
WHAT
I
W
Mr. benedict was the lake into WHICH ALL REFUSE WAS THROWN .
PEOPLE BEGAN WITH PEBBLES, AND WHEN MR. BENEOICT DID NOT RIPPLE. THEY HEAVED A STONE... A BRICK... A BOULDER... 'THERE YOU ARE, MEAT CHOPPER' HOW ARE ALL YOUR CORNED-BEEFS AND PICKLED BRAINS?
_
^
SAID ?
That was mr. flinger, the delicatessen MAN. THERE WERE MORE, MANY MORE. THINGS WORKED TO A CRESCENDO. FINALLY, MR.BENEDICT
y/
T HE AWFUL PART OF THE DAY WAS OVER ...THE GOOD PART WAS NOW TO BEGIN f HE RAN EAGERLY UP THE STEPS OF HIS MORTUARY.
TURNED WILDLY AND RAN BACK THROUGH TOWN. H E WAS ALL READY NOW.. SOME BODY WAITIN' .
ON YOU, MR.BENEDICT? HEY ' OET /T* 1 SAID SOME F
He STOOD
FOR A LONG MINUTE IN THE VERY CENTER OF HIS THEATER. IN HIS HEAD APPLAUSe, PERHAPS,
THUNDERED. THEN HE CAREFULLY REMOVED HIS AND RUB-
.
I
He
walked along the sleeping rows of sheeted PEOPLE. IT HAD BEEN A PINE WEEKi THERE WERE ANY NUMBER OP FAMILY RELICS LYING THERE. HE NOTED EACH! NAME ON ITS WHITE CARD. .. (
W^MRs" WALTERS.
g
ANDREWS.
AH,
WAS YOUR TROUBLE. TOO MANY PROS TIES ANO SPONC/E CAKES and CREAM / CANDIES. YOU ALWAYS PRIDED YOUR- ^ SELF ON YOUR BRAIN, MRS. SHELLMUND. ,.J
BUT YOU KEPT THAT WONDERFUL PRICELESS BRAIN OF YOURS AFLOAT IN PAREA ITS AND FIZZES AND LIMEADES and SODAS AND WERE SO VERY SUPERIOR TO ME THAT NOW,
SHELLMUND, HERE SHALL HAPPEN.
MRS.
Then he put the skull back on and sewed it in AND HID THE MARKS WITH WAX AND POWDER AND WALKED ONTO THE NEXT TABLE. .. 4
^^GOOD
AFTERNOON, MR. WREN. AND HOW IS THE MASTER OF RACIAL HATREDS tdoay? PURE, WHITE LAUNDERED MR. wren. CLEAN SNOW, WHITE as LINEN. The man who hated JEWS and NEGROES, do you know what i'm going to DO to YOU, MR. WREN ? FIRST, LET US DRAW YOUR BLOOD FROM YOU, INTOLERANT FRIEND? _ /P?Z3
r
YOU'RE
MR. SMITH. MISS BROWN. MR.
GOOD AFTERNOON, ONE ANO ALL?
MR- BENEDICT PULLED UP A CHAIR ANO. REGARDED MRS. SHELLMUND THROUGH A M AGNIFYING GLASS. ^ /^MY DEAR MRS. SHELLMUND. DO YOU REALIZE, MY LADY.THAT YOU HAVE A SEBACEOUS CONDITION* F THE PORES? OIL and A CREASE PIMPLES, a rich.rich DIET
.
HOW ARE YOU TODAY, MRS. SHELLMUND? SPLENDID, DEAR LADY?
LOOKING
IS
,
WHAT
w
Mr. benedict did a neat operaTION ON HER. CUTTING THE SCALP IN A CIRCLE, HE LIFTED IT OFF, THEN LIFTED OUT THE BRAIN.THEN HE PREPAREO A CAKE CONFECTIONERS UTTLE SUGAR-BELLOWS AND SQUIRTED HER EMPTY HEAD FULL OF WHIPPED CREAM AND CRYSTAL RIBBONS.STARS AND FROLLIPS.IN PINK.WHITE AND GREEN, AND ON TOP HE PRINTED A FINE PINK SCROLL..
NOW... THE INJECTION OF, YOU MIGHT SAY,
v
EMBALMING FLUID.
/
R. BENEDICT MOVED ON. ANO HELLO TO YOU, EDMUND WORTH. WHAT A HANOSOME BODY YOU HAD. POWERFUL, WITH MUSCLES PINNED FROM HUGE BONE TO HUGE BONE, AND A CHEST LIKE A BOULDER WOMEN GREW SPEECHLESS WHEN YOU WALKED BY...MEN ENVY?
MR WREN, SNOW-WHITE, LINEN PURE, LAY WITH THE FLUID GOING IN HIM. MR BENEDICT LAUGHED. MR WREN TURNED BLACK ...BLACK AS DIRT... BLACK AS NI6HT..
IT HE
;
EMBALMING FLUIO WA5-/Atr/ it waS a growing and popular habit in the TOWN FOR PEOPLE TO BE BURIED WITH THE COFFIN LIUS CLOSED OVER THEM DURING THE SERVICE, THIS GAVE MR. BENEDICT GREAT OPPORTUNITIES TO VENT HIS REPRESSIONS ON HIS HAPLESS GUESTS. HE HAO THE MOST UTTERLY WCNDROUS FUN WITH A GROUP OF OLD MAIDEN LADIES WHO WERE MASHED IN AN AUTO ON THEIR WAY TO AN AFTERNOON TEA. THEY WERE FAMOUS GOSSIPS, ALWAYS WITH HEAOS TOGETHER OVER SOME CHOICE BIT. AS IN LIFE, ALL THREE WERE CROWDED INTO ONE CASKET, HEADS TOGETHER
Since
Mr BFNEDlCT SEVERED WORTH'S HEAD, PUT COFFIN ON A SMALL PI LLOW, FAC ING UP. THEN HE PLACED ONE HUNDRED NINETY POUNDS OF BRICKS If THE COFFIN ANO ARRANGEO THEM TO LOOK LIKE A BODY. IT
WAS A
FINE ILLUSION
...
IN
The OTHER TWO CASKETS WERE
Not
FILLEO WITH PEBBLES AND SHELLS ANO RAVELS OF GINGHAM. IT WAS A ICE SERVICE. EVERYBODY CRIEDâ&#x20AC;&#x201D;
JUSTICE, MR ( RICH MAN STAI
THOSE THREE INSEPARABLES, AT LAST SEPARATELY
ETERNAL COLD PETRIFIEO GOSSIP
lacking -
A POOR MAN HE BURIED WOUND IN GOLD CLOTH, WITH FIVE DOLLAR GOLD PIECES FOR BUTTONS ANO TWENTY DOLLAR GOLD COINS ON EACH EYELID-
MR. BENEDICT MOVED FROM BODY TO BODY IN HIS MORTUARY. THE FINAL BODY OF THE DAY WAS THE BODY OF ONE MERRIWELL BLYTHE, AN ANCIENT MAN AFFLICTED WITH SPELLS AND COMAS. MR. BLYTHE
SO
The olo man on the slab wailed, rolling his eyes ABOUT IN HIS HEAD IN WHITE ORBITS... r OH, YOU DARK DARK THING. YOU AWFUL THING, YOU ( NO.. FIEND. YOU MONSTER.GET ME UP FROM HERE/lU'w. TELL THE MAYOR AND THE COUNCIL AND EVERYONE, YJ OH, YOU DARK DARK THING" YOU DEFILER ANDâ&#x20AC;&#x201D; /i SADIST you PERVERTED SCOUNDREL TOU^^yf ^ TERRIBLE MAN... J
TO THINK THIS HAS GONE ON IN OUR TOWN \SORRY... ALL THESE YEARS AND WE NEVER KNEW THE 1 THE THINGS YOU DID TO PEOPLE f OH YOU the things you SAID." THE THINGS YOU DO f
hm.
MONSTROUS MONSTER,
.
(MR. BENEDICT REACHED FOR A HYPODERMIC.
W^k
Mr. BENEDICT STABBED MR. BLYTHE IN THE ARM WITH THE NEEDLE. THE OLO MAN CRIED WILDLY TO ALL THE SHEETED FIGURES roilfHELP me' /j YOU OUf THERE.UNDER
THE STONES, HELP ME? LISTEN.'
T HE OLO MAN HE
FELL BACK. HE KNEW WAS DYING-.
all , Listen' he's done this TO ME, AND rou, AND you, all OF YOU. HE'S OONE TOO MUCH, TOO LON6. DON'T TARE it? OON'T, DON'T LET HIM DO ANY
MORE
TO ANYONE.'
|MR- BENEDICT STOOP THERE.
THEY
CAN'T DO r OUT OF YOUR ANYTHING TO ME. - GRAVES. HELP \ AND NEITHER CAN ME? TONMSHT, )
g 'OR TOMORROW. OR SOON. BUT COME AND FIX HIM. ..THIS
*
^ MANf ^ f HORRIBLE
The OLD MAN RAVED ON AND
ON, GETTING WEAKER. IT WAS NIGHT.
THE ROOM WAS SUDDENLY VERY DARK. IT
.-And
in the end, there was mr. benedict running ABOUT, RUNNING ABOUT, VANISHING, AND A TORTURED SCREAM THAT COULD ONLY BE MR. BENEDICT HIMSELFâ&#x201E;¢
a
.
.
.
The town people entered the mortuary the next MORNING. THEY SEARCHEO THE MORTUARY SUILOING AND THEN WENT OUT INTO THE GRAVEYARO. ANO THEY FOUND NOTHING BUT 8L000, A VAST OUANTITY OF BLOOD, SPRINKLED AND THROWN AND SPREAD EVERYWHERE YOU COULD POSSIBLY LOOK, AS IF THE HEAVENS HAD BLED PROFUSELY IN THE NIGHT...
,
Walking through the graveyard, they stood in DEEP TREE SHADOWS WHERE STONES, ROW ON ROW, WERE OLO AND TIME-ERASED ANO LEANING. NO BIRDS SANG. THEY STOPPED BY ONE TOMBSTONE...
FRESHLY SCRATCHED, AS IF BY FEEBLY, A VILLAGER POINTED TO THE OTHER FRANTIC.HASTY FINGERS IN THE GRAVESTONES. UPON EACH AND OReVISM,MOS8- FLECKED STONE WAS EVERY STONE, SCRATCHED BY FINTHE NAME -MR. BENEDICT. GERNAIL SCRATCHIN0S.THE SAME MESSAGE APPEARED MR. BENEDICT. GOOO f LOOK. ..OVER LORD? HERE. THIS ONE TOO. . AND THIS ONE. AND THIS ONEâ&#x20AC;&#x17E;
i
HE TOWN PEOPLE WERE STUNNED. HE.
.
.
HE COULDN'T BE BURIED
UNDER ALL THESE GRAVESTONES ?
.
.
i
..
They stood there for one long moment, instinctively they ALL LOOKED AT ONE ANOTHER NERVOUSLY IN THE SILENCE AND THE TREE DARKNESS. THEY ALL WAITED FOR AN ANSWER. WITH FUMBLING SENSELESS LIPS.ONE OF THEM REPLIED, SIMPLY.
t
HEE.HEEf SO, THAT'S THE O/SH, DRIES. HOPE YOU FOUND IT A TASTY TALE. THIS BOY BRADBURY HAS QUITE AN IMAGINATION. WOULON'T YOU SAY? WELL, THAT ABOUT winds UP THE CRYPT -KEEPER'S MAS. I'LL POUR SOME BLOOD ON THE FIRE UNDER MT CAULDRON, L LAP UP THE LAST JUST
TRACE OF THIS ISSUE'S CULINARY CONCOCTION, AND GET READY FOR MY
NEXT HORROR HELPING, wh ICH WILL BE
IN
THE
VAULT-KEEPER? MAG, THE VAULT
OF HORROR f BYE. NOW?
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Tales from the Crypt, Feb. 1951-Mar. 1951—Vol. 1, No. 10 (formerly Crypt of Terror). Published Bi-Monthly by I. C. Publishing Co.. Ino., at S2S Lafayette St.. New York 12. N. Y. William M. Gaines. Managing Editor. Albert B. Feldstein. Editor. lie-entered as second class matter Jon* 1879. Eight lssue^ subscription In the U. 8 . $1.00. elsewhere $1.16. EnYork. N. Y. , under ’the act“ of March_3. 29. 1950, at the Post Office at ‘New ’ " * ” * "* * returned unless accompanied by stamped r I. C. Publishing Co.. Ino. Unsolicited manuscripts » tire contents copyrighted 1953 *' with any of those living or dead Is -*“ ... y of the characters, names or persons appearing lr relope. No similarity any such similarity bs purely coincidental. Printed in U. 8. A,
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.^
I CALL...
The evening performance is over and thecirci GROUNDS ARE SILENT SAVE FOR THE FLAPPING OF CANVAS AND THE OCCASIONAL SNORT OFA CAGED ANIMAL. OVERHEAD, A COLD MOON ILLUMINATES THE MIDNIGHT LANDSCAPE. SUDDENLY, A SHADOWY FIGURE EMERGES FROM ONE OF THE DARKENED TENTS AND GLI DES QUIETLY ACRO SS THE MIDWAY,, WHISPERING...
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.
The woman peers into the SHADOWS, STRAINING TO SEE, HER HEART RACING. THE MAN STEPS INTO THE DIM COLD LIGHT, HIS ARMS EXTENDED.
l i
They embrace. ..warmly. PASSIONATELY... HUNGRY LI
EYES,
HOLDING CLOSE... I~Z±=
WHAT ABOUT YhE
->
OH, ERIC,
The man looks into the woman's GREY-GREEN
CARL? MY DEAREST..
\r^^sa<7
IS
J HE
BUT...
ASLEEP>
DREAMS OF PARIS AND THE
MjmmS^ouEN he
DARLING.
has
IN
WANTS
you
TO READ/
THE MAN SHAKES HIS HEAD SADLY, STROKING THE WOMAN'S SOFT FLOWING HAIR... T WHY DID YOU EVER IT WAS A MISTAKE,
^
I
T
ERIC.
MARRY HIM, MARTA? MISTOOK THIS FREAK OF JNATURE. ..this fc c— ONCE IN A
-W
THIS ABILITY OF CARL'S TO
SpgPj Ife:
I
LIFETIME occurance...
KNEW
.
ME WITH
THIS
POWER
HE HAS
OVER
J
ME.'
T AND YOU'VE BEEN
ACCIDENT maw YEARS
aw
PROJECT THOUGHTS mo MINE TO READ THEM. ..FOR LOVE / ?
1
ability
TAUNTS
ME, ERIC. HE HAS
ALWAYS TAUNTED
^ ^I
i
\
UNHAPPYEVER
CARL IMMEDIATELY RECOGSINCE. ITS GREAT VALUE. BEFORE I , 4 IT, WE'D TEAMED UPAS A M/NDthis traveling 'H int MARRIED...
NIZED
READING ACT, joined CIRCUS,
MISERABLE? I KNOW now that HE WOULD J CARL NEVER LOVED ME. I WAS NEVER LET HIS SUBJECT...MS THOUGHT-W YOU CO... PROJECTION RECEIVER... A PIECE WOULD HE 1 OF APPARATUS... NOTHING MORE. BUT NOW I KNOW WHAT REAL J LOVE IS... NOW THAT I'VE met YOU.. > .r^Jtk
_
we DISCOVERED this QUITE BY AGO.
THE.MOONUGHT.
he
YOU SAID
YOU CAN ONLY READ THE THOUGHTS IN HIS MIND HE
'
KNOWN
NEVER / if 1
1
.
?
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SIGHS ACROSS THE CIRCUS GROUNDS, WHISPERS AROUND THE TENT ROPES GASPS AGAINST THE CANVAS. . .CARRYING THE SIGHS, THE WHISPERS, THE GASPS OF THE LOVERS IN THE SHADOWS. AND EYES.. HIS TENT, CARL STIRS UNEASILY.. . OPENS HIS
The WIND
,
I
Carl slips on a robe and comes out of THE WHISPERING, SIGHING, GASPING WIND. HfS VOICE ...AND VOICES.' COMING FROM MARTA'S/ BEYOND THE NEW ANIMAL . TRAINER'S TENT...
HER BED/ it IS EMPTY. WHERE COULD SHE BE?
MARTA, I, ..I... MARTA? MARTA
Carl moves through the moonlit NIGHT. .HIS EYES BURNING LIKE
HOT COALS. .LISTENING...
...LISTENING TO THE E/iGERNESS IN HIS WIFE'S VOICE...THE PASSION, THE
HUNGER...
' I
[
-
END OF THE MONTH WHEN I GET MY CHECK, WE WILL LEAVE... YOU and I. .TOGETHER...
...AND AT THE
,
^ )
HPy ffl
1L
BUT LET'S NOT
..
TALK ANYMORE,
V SWEET
1
1 MARTA... I
I.
r'w
LOVE WITH
HIM.
.|r=SB^=S
SHE
LEAVING ME. SHE... .1 MUST STOP HER.' .
TORN TO PIECES BY WILD BEASlA THAT'S HOW I CAN STOP HER FROM LEAVING. THAT'S ITf
OF COURSE.'
TERRED AT LOCAL GRAVE YARD... TORN TO PIECES AS IF ATTACKED BY WILD BEAST.'"
.
SHE. ..SHE HAS FALLEN IN
HOLD ME..CLOSE...
W r
HEARD ENOUGH.
IS
BLACK LETTERS ON IG ACROSS THE PR INT... j COLD WHITE. .THE LOCAL NEWSPAPER... WHAT'S THIS'? â&#x20AC;&#x2DC;BODIES DISIN^^ I
.AND THEN, SLOWLY, HE RETURNS HIS TENT ONCE MORE. HE HAS
TO
ERIC, DARLING,
f
.
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Later, when mart* returns from her rendezv, AND CRA WLS BACK INTO BED, CARL PRETENDS HE IS ASLEEP-.lijaif-ai
-AND CROSS DIRECTLY TO THE NEW ANIMAL TRAINER'S TENT WITH IN HAND-| pii^ THERE 0 WHO
OF THIS,
\GET UP.' I
CARL? PUT
r
To RUN OFF WITH MY W/EE.f H, FPic?< WELL, WE'LL
;
SOUND.'
that'
They cross the tanbark floor of the big top UNTIL THEY COME TO THE LION CAGE. THE TAWNY BEAST PACES BACK AND FORTH HUNGRILY. MY LION.'? PUT YOU IN THE CAGE WITH HIM. WITHOUT YOUR WHIP WITHOUT ANYTHING.. JUST YOU AND YOUR w-r LION.' .
.
.
I, ERIC
?IM
~\
NOT GOING TO DO
S£E ABOUT
W.
.
eric out of the TENT AND DOWN THE LONG SILENT MIDWAY TOWARD THE BIG-TOP...
/ WERE GOING
DOWN THAT GUN...)
AND DON'T
MANE A
Carl motions
IIC STUMBLES TO HIS FEET. WHAT'S THE MEANING} SO YOU
3UN
WEThuh? WHO'S
.
MOVE
'
ANYTHINGf
YOUR LION i WILL DO THE A work'
L.
WITHOUT MY WHIP.'? I'D BE^ PITY IS AN EMOTION HELPLESS. ..PARALYZED. \ BELONGING TO THE
UNABLE
TO
DEFEND MYSELF'
FOR GOD'S SANE
,
IP*,
CARL'
HAYE PITY.' -
.
I ,
PITIFUL, ERIC.
WUfo
GET IN...
,
aBS
?
H
THE BLOODAND THEN, THE CIRCUS GROUNDS ECHO WITH CURDLING SHRIEKS OF A BEAST. THE RAZOR SHARP FANGS OF A BLOOD-CRAZED
Carl swings open the barred door
...
ERIC SCREAMS AND GOES SPRAWLING. TH SNARLS...
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Eric's anguished shrieks awaken A ND SHE LOOKS WILDLY.
MARTA
AROUND
|
CAPLf WHAT WAS THAT? CAPLf CA...
m
I
WITH THE REST OF TH UNTIL THEY COME TO THE LION
She RUNS
Carl's bed is empty.' outside THE TENT, FOOTSTEPS POUND UP THE MIDWAY TOWARD THE BIG-TOP. MARTA SUPS ON A ROBE AND BURSTS FROM THE TENT.
TRAINER’S CAGE...
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EPICf
GOOD LORD'
ERIC'
WHAT IS IT? WHAT'S T DON'T KNOW:
HAPPENING
HIS name twice, and then she just STANDS THERE, WATCHING THE BEAST LICK AT THE SLASHED AND SHREDDED BODY UNTIL SHE HAS TO TURN AWAY AS THE NAUSEA SWEEPS OVER HER.. THE CRAZY FOOL / HE HOW DID IT HAPPEN?) MUST HAVE COME OUT HERE TO PRACTICE
/it's comin'
She SCREAMS
^
y
HIS ACT.'
^
r YOU
DID IT,
^
DIDN'T YOU i Jl YOU KILLED HIM' YOU
KNEW'
DIDN'T YOU HEAR
THEY SAID,
WHAT M ARTA?THEY SAID HE
MUST HAVE BEEN
PRACTICING HIS
M
ACT f
BUT THERE
IS NO DOUBT IN MARTA'S MIND AS TO HOW ERIC DIED. CARL'S BED WAS EMPTY WHEN ERIC'S SCREAMS
r YOU WILL GET
OVER
IT,
MARTA
The NEXT DAY'S PERFORMANCE IS CANCELLED BECAUSE OF THE TRAGEDY THE TENTS ARE LOWERED. THE CIRCUS PREPARES TO MOVE ON. ‘
The HEAVY POLE CRASHES DOWNWARD UPON CARL, CRUSHING HIM BENEATH
ITS
suddenly... without WARNING. CARL IS HELPING WITH THE DISMANTLING OF THE BIG-TOP WHEN THE MAIN SUPPORT TOPPLES..
It happens
GOOD LOGO'
LOOKOUT' CARL? I
MASSIVE WEIGHT...
And when the huge support is lifted, carl lies DEATHLY STILL ...HIS GLAZED EYES STARINGSOMEBODY TWO IN A ROW.' GET HIS THE CIRCUS IS s,
Marta is summoned, she stands impassively ove HER HUSBAND'S BODY, SHEDDING NO TEARS.SHOWING NO SIGN OF EMOTION. WW r HE...HE WILL HAVE ’ T IT. ..IT WAS AN ACCIDENT, MARTA f THE
WAIN
t
SUPPORT..
BURIED BEFORE WE CAN GO ON.' A
TO BE
Marta's voice
is
JINXED?
.
WIFE?A
cold... callous... as she asks.
SOMEBODY SEND FOR AN UNDERTAKER...
y
M
/
Marta looks down at the
still
form of her
HUSBAND LYING ON THE TANBARK FLOOR. AND EVE* THOUGH SHE REAOS HIS T HOUGHTS, SHE SHOWS NO SIGNS OF RECOGNITION.
MARTA
?
oaW&g.
.
MARTA, I AM ALIVE .' I'M
I'm
~
.
UNDERTAKER AND HIS ASSISTANT
INTO THE WICKER. MARTA MOVES FORWAfff. MARTA ' PLEASE.' SAVE ME' I'M ALIVE.' MARTA ' I'M ALIVE'
^©5*19
NOT DEAD/ MARTA ? LISTEN TO ME? PLEASE TRY TO HEAR what i am THINKING.'
f
AS THE
PARALYZED' NOT DEAD' PARALYZED MARTA? PLEASE.
WAIT:
%
PARALYZED,
I'm NOT DEAD ' I'M PARALYZED' I cahSEE.'x
MARTA?
JT
CAN'T MOVE.'
can HEAR.'
I
OH, MARTA.'
THANK
YOU.' THANK YOU'
^
YES, MA'AM'
PLEASE DON’T \ EMBALM HIM. BURY
'
HIM AS
HE IS. HE
WOULD HAVE WANTED IT THAT WAY ?
.
'anythingXmarta? you SAY, MARTA, ma'am ? J NO' . I.
Marta looks down into PARALYZED EYES THAT CAN STILL SEE. WHISPERS INTO PARALYZED EARS THAT CAN STILL HEAR,. fjgiwrw MARTA? GOOD-BYE, OH^GOD? L CARL? MARTA. 1
FUNERAL, MARTA STANDS, HER FACE A GRANITE BE LOW CARL'S COFFIN... MASK, BESIDE THE YAWNING YOU CAN STOP THEM, MARTA? THERE'S Sr/LLV LOWER THE TIME. I KNOW YOU CAN HEAR ME. I KNOW IT? PLEASE.' I BEG or you? DON’T LET £ coffin?
At THE
f
T HE
AFTERNOON WANES' THE NIGHT BREEZE COMES UP, WHISPERING OVER THE GRAVE MOUNDS. SIX FEET BELOW, IN HIS COFFIN, CARL CONCENTRATES AS THE PRECIOUS OXYGEN SLOWLY DISAPPEARS..
f
,
1
.
The stars come
out, white pin-points in a velvet shroud. A FIGURE MOVES OVER THE GRAVE MOUNOS... ||
I
IlSlftf g'MI
KNOW
A
you ARE RECEIVING
MY THOUGHTS, MARTA ?
I
KNOW
.
IM1
1 1
‘
MARTA / COME BACKf COME SAVE MET I'LL DO ANYTHING/ ANYTHING/ HAVE J PITY ON ME' HAYE PITYf ...
A
The
SHOVEL DIGS INTO THE SOFT EARTH.
DIGGING CONTINUES, THE SHOVEL SCOOPING AWAY
THE SOFT EARTH. FINl SWINGS BACK— ItoTOwif
MARTA f MARTA, YOU DID
MARTA/ DARLING/ OH, LORD...
COME? YOU
DID/
And THEN AS CARL LIES HELPLESS. ..PARALYZED... LIKE A LION-TAMER WITHOUT A WHIP ...FEELING THE RAZOR SHARP TEETH RIPPING AND TEARING AT HIS FLESH. ..UNABLE TO SCREAM AT THE EXCRUCIATING PAIN, HE THINKS OF THE NEWSPAPER LYING IN THE MOONLIGHT... THE NEWSPAPER THAT FIRST GAVE HIM IDEA OF HOW TO KILL ERIC... wjy,
THE
'
'BODIES DISINTERRED AT LOCAL GRAVE YARD.. TORN TO PIECES AS IF ATTACKED BY SOME W/LD BEAST/' OH, LORD THEY WERE WRONG/
\TH!S
is
no BEAST'
it's A
GHOUL/
YOU'RE
NOT MARTA
;
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HEH.HEH? YEP, KIDDIES? CARL ENDED up JUST LIKE ERIC BEING TORN TO BITS and UNABLE to DEFEND HIMSELF. AS FOR MARTA SHE READ CARL'S FINAL THOUGHTS, AND GOT QUITE A MENTAL PICTURE OF WHAT WAS GOING ON/ JUST ONE MORE THOUGHT ON THIS WHOLE SUBJECT! AS THE BOP CEMETERY FORE...
...
MAN KEEPS TELLING WORK CREWS, HIS
'D/6
THAT CRA-AEY
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CA! uTATintJS
SLIME SAVORERS'f NOW
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YELP-YARN FROM MY CREEP-COLLECTION. SO HAVE THE
THE TUMMY-TURNER
IT'S
TIME FOR A JAUNT INTO THE
VAULT OF HORROR^
BICARB READY AND ILL V SE
I CALL...
tt.WHEN^THE^ IB STORY BEGINS DURING WORLD WAR MARINES WERE SLOWLY AND PAINFULLY INCHING ACROSS THE SOUTH PACIFIC AREA, INVADING Af BATTLING FOR EACH BLOODY ATOLL, EACH JAPANESEINFESTEO CORAL ROCK. ONE INKY BLACK STARLESS THE NIGHT, A SMALL BOAT MOVED SILENTLY TOWARD CORAL REEF THAT RINGED THE PEACEFUL LAGOON OF
UNITED STATES
ONE OF THESE JAPANESE- HELD ISLANDS. INSIDE, TWO MEN CROUCHED QUIETLY, STUDYING THE DANCING FIRES BETTER DROP THE ANCHOR, PHIL. THIS IS ABOUT AS CLOSE IN AS WE DARE GO WITHOUT BEING SEEN. ,
side The anchor slid over the small boat's THE AND DROPPED WITH A MUFFLED SPLASH INTO BLACK PACIFIC. THEN, STRANGELY, THE TWO MEN
BEGAN TO UNDRESS... WHILE I'M CLEARING THE STEEL NETTING, YOU START SETTING DEMOLITION CHARGES, PHIU
THE
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They stood almost naked
in the pacific MUSCLES RIPPLING. THEY BENT AND SUD THE WEIRDLY SHAPED BLACK RUBBER FLIPPERS ONTO THEIR FEET.. PULLED THEIR RUBBER MASKS WITH THE ROUND GLASS WINDOWS OVER THEIR FACES. .
NIGHT,
.
READY?
GOT THE
CHARGES. .TIMERS.
^RIGHTS GOT
.
R
WELL, TAKE IT JiAsr, Phil/,
SEE YOU
'
IN4V
JTH/LE, LARRY fjj
YOUR MIRE
'
.
Tf-a.
Silently, the two members of the united states NAVY'S UNDERWATER DEMOLITION TEAM... THE FABULOUS FROGMEN.. SLID OVER THE SIDE OF THEIR SMA LL BOAT AND INTO THE CHOPPY PACIFIC... T" 1*. ""
FUSES?
CUPPERS...
UNDERWATER LAMP. .HACK.
...ANO WENT ABOUT THEIR BUSINESS. ...THE BUSINESS OF CLEARING THE WAY FOR THE INVASION OF THE FOLLOWING MORNING. THE ONE NAMED LARRY GLIOEO DOWNWARD, FLICKING ON HIS LAMP, SEARCHING OUT THE TREACHEROUS PROfELLER-
And
THEN, SUDDENLY, HE SAW
BELOW HIM
IN
IT...
... AS THE OTHER, THE ONE NAMED BELOW THE SURFACE TO THE PILI NGS SUNK IN THE LAGOON FLOOR.
PHIL, SKIMMED
TION CHANGES, MIS LANTERN
BEAM
RUNNING ACROSS THE SANDY BOTTOM OF THE LAGOON..
STRETCHING AWAY
THE GLOOMY MURKY DARKNESS.
With the netting clipped and SAWED AND CUT AWAY AND RENDERED HARMLESS, LARRY SHOT TOWARDS PHIL TO HELP PLACE THE DEMOLI-
THE
As LARRY CIRCLED OVER THE
BED, STUDYING THE ABNORMALLY- LARGE SHELLED SEA CREATURES WITH THEIR PRICELESS GLOBED GEMS IMBEDDED IN THEIR QUIVERING MEATY BODIES, PHIL GLIDED TOWARD HIM.
'
f
The two men surfaced beside their
boat, gasping
W
DID YOU SEE IT; PHIL? THERE. ^5 GASP... THERE MUST BE A FORTUNE \FOOL, I LARRY ? I'VE IN PEARLS IN THAT OYSTER BED? I'M 60IN8 BACK. -GASP. DOWN...J' SET THE
'WE'LL
. .
-
assault BOATS STORMED THE QUIET LAGOON, AND PROPELLERS CHURNED BLOOD INTO THE WATERS ABOVE THE OYSTER BED. . .
SHIPPED ELSEWHERE TO OTHER ISLANDS. WITH OTHER LAGOONS.
THEY SAY THIS ATOM'
.
SURE...
1
PEACE? IT CAME SUDAFTER THE SECOND A-BOMB WAS DROPPED. THE JAPANESE SIGNED AN UNCONDITIONAL SURRENDER AND
V~J DAY? DENLY...
THE WAR WAS OVER. T
CHON 1
ABOUT THOSE
MAYBE THE JAPS'LL .
LARRY?
we'll be RICH/saTf,
BOMB WIPED OUT A ) STOP WHOLE CITY, phil. ' DREAMIN now.
™
BACK FOR THOSE PEARLS,
The beachhead was secured. THE DEMOLITION TEAM’S WORK WAS DONE. LARRY AND PHIL WERE
SURRENDER WXJHEN.
COME BACK,
PHIL? AFTER THIS CRAZY MESS IS OVER, we'll COME
CHAR6ES. c'mon.' let's GET OUT OF HERE? A
.
At dawn the next MORNING,THE
'
MlWUTES LATER, THE SMALL BOAT WAS HUMMING SEAWARD. BEHIND, THE DEMOLITION CHAR8ES EXPLODED BATTLE IN THE PLACID LAGOON SIGNALLING THE MIGHTY WAGONS OFFSHORE TO BEGIN THEIR BARRAGE. LARRY
HEY, PHIL!
\BusY/mm
SHIPPING
ORDERS' we're GOING HOME
PEARLS' NOW GET 1
WE'RE GETT/N6
OUT
LETS J
Larry tried to hide the jealous ANGER.. .THE HURT THAT HE FELT. GLADYS PREFERENCE HAD COME AS A GREA T SHOCK TO HIM . . .
/â&#x20AC;&#x2122;"i-.I WANTEDY't. UNDERSTAND? TO TELL YOU, y'-\J5LA0Y. ( I LARRY / BUT. \ WELL... X. .
/fer
Phil hao won again, it had ALWAYS BEEN LIKE THAT. ..EVER SINCE THEIR COLLEGE DAYS. THEY'D BOTH COME OUT FOR THE SWIM TEAM.
'it'll be a LOVELY] OH...SURE.M And now they were back from SURE ? WELL, THE WAR, STANDING ON A JAMMED PLACE TO TAKE CONGRA TULAGLADYS ON OUR PIER FULL OF RETURNED SAILORS iT/ONS, YOU J \HONEYMOON, AND SOLDIERS AND HAPPY LOVED ONES, AND PHIL HAD WON AGAIN. T~V TWO? *r^E'RE...WEfeET WHEN, PHIL? '
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I MEAN...
Discharge? civilian clothes ? FREEDOM FROM REGIMENTADISCIPLINE? THEY WERE ALL LARRY'S NOW. AND A SECRET, TOO / A MILLION DOLLAR SECRET? JUST ONE THING... ONE THING WASN'T AGAIN
TION
.
..
HIS, YET?
GLADYS'...
I PICKED UP THESE SURPLUS FLIPPERS AND MASKS, PHIL. I THOUGHT WE'D
/what ABOUT
r
OUR BUSINESS. OUT THERE... f IN THE PACIFIC?
.
TRY THEN OUT ) TONIGHT.
^
LOOK, ^
y'
FELLER? I'M GETTING
MARRIED TOMORROW?
HAVE A HEART/
.
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Larry convinced phil that after he was married THERE'D BE NO CHANCE TO TRY OUT THEIR EOUIPTMENT.ANO PHIL RELUCTANTLY AGREED. THEY DROVE OUT TO A LONELY BEACH .. ri PICKED this > YEAH? IT... IT SPOT BECAUSE IT'S /$/ WELL? LET'S eor SO MUCH LIKE THAT
LAGOON,
phil?
U
They struggled wildly, there in the foaming SURF OF THAT LONELY CALIFORNIA BEACH. LARRY HELD PHIL'S THROAT IN A VICE-LIKE GRIP, UNTIL PHIL'S BODY WENT LIMP AND LIFE1-EFT IT AND IT SLIPPED FROM LARRY'S GRASP AND SANK BENEATH THE OCEAN WAVES. 5, _ .
.
Larry had planned it all so carefully? with phil DEAO, GLADYS...THE SECRET OF THE PEARfcBED... EVERYTHING .WOU LO BE HIS... .
.
LARRY.' WHAT THE. \j*NNNG j»amm
IT'S
GOING TO BE SUCH
A PITY, PHIL... A
SWINNER LIKE
And LARRY CAME OUT OF THE WATER ALONE
GOOD
YOU.
M^DROWNING/
.
.
jggg
WITH
A GRIM SMILE ON HIS FACE AND TH E STpRY HE'D TELL GLADYS 90 CLEAR
7
Gladys listened to larry as he SOBBED OUT THE STORY OF HOW
It would take. time larry DECIDED.. .TIME FOR GLADYS TO FORGET PHIL. IN THE MEANWHILE,
THEY'D GONE SWIMMING.., HE AND PHIL.. .AND PHIL'D GONE DOWN. ..AND.
HE
WOULD GO TO THE SOUTH
PACIFIC. . .TO ITS FABULOUS
. .
.
\
THIS,
AND MAYBE
Were
his eyes DECEIVING him? was the foam and THE SPRAY AND THE CHURNING WATER BESIDE THE SHIP PLAYING TRICKS ON HIM.OR DIO HE ACTUALLY SEE
THE BLOATED WHITE BODY?. ;
WHAT IS ny LARRY?
.
THERE
.
THREE MONTHS,
STOPLOVING
GLADYS. PERHAPS, BY THEN, YOU WILL HAVE GOTTEN OVER
i
The
trip to the atoll was long. BUT LARRY DIDN'T MIND IT. ONCE ON BOARO.HE LOST NO TIME IN MAKING FRIENOS. .
THE TINY ATOLL WITH OYSTER BED. AND MAKE HIS FORTUNE. I'LL BE BACK IN i'll NEVER''
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MOST GORGEOUS ON... don't DOLL ON THIS SHIP' JUST LEAVE X G ASP. i ME HANG- J I
^1...
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..
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And was the FOUL ODOR OF the SEA and DECAY AND ROTTING FLESH THAT SEARED HIS NOSTRILS WHEN HE OPENED HIS CABIN DOOR THAT NIGHT JUST LARRY'S IMAGINATION?. .
IN
.
^ BABY, YOU'RE THE C WELL ...GCT
HIM, LARRY,' SOB.' NEVER...
the MATER /
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CAN'T BE/ I MUST BE SEEING THINGS? C...X...
NO/
IT
SSiSXS Was it a DREAM? or did larry actually SfifTHE WHITE PULPY FISH- PITTED FACE IN the porthole THAT NIGHT WHEN HE'D BEEN STARTLED OUT OF A SOUND
HUH? WHO.
.
.WHO.
..GOOD L ORDT
And was it the SEA, or did he actually HEAR THAT LAUGHTER ...THAT RlPPLING BLOOD-CURDLING LAUGHTER COMING IN FROM THE MURKY FOG BEYOND THE SHIP THE NIGHT HE STROLLED THE DECK ALONE. WHO...WHO'S
OUT.
^THEREV&r^i
The SHIP DOCKED AT TAHITI AND LARRY LOST NO TIME IN HIRING A TAKE HIM SOUTH TO THE
On that plane trip south... SKIMMING LOW OVER THE BLUE PACIFIC... WAS LARRY CRAZY..
The
A PEARL
DOWNWARD. HE PASSED THE OLD RUSTED NETTINGS.
THE SUNKEN ASSAULT BOATS. ..THE WATER-LOGGED BLASTED PILINGS. AND THEN HE SAW IT... THE OYSTER BED, he swam toward it,,.eagerly..
TO UNDRESS.
GOING ON? YOU GOING TO DIVE FOR SOMETHING? >
UP...
AGAINST A BLUE SATIN SEALINING. .. GUARDING ITS OWN PEARL TREASURE. LARRY CAST HIS FEARS FROM HIS MIND WHEN
Tiny fish scattered before him as larry shot
tiny seaplane came down gently and sat BOBBING QUIETLY IN THE BLUE LAGOON AS LARRY UNPACKED HIS GEAR, REMOVED THE FLIPPERS AND THE RUBBER GLASS- WINDOWED MASK, AND BEG AN
HEY/ WHAT'S
JhE ATOLL CAME
,
'
YEP.' IN
THERE'S AN
OYSTER BED
THIS LAGOON... WITH
PEARLS
I
THE SIZE OF YOUR FIST, and I'M GOING TO GET ME A FEW.
Larry was so busy wrenching the largest oyster he could FIND FROM THE SANDY BOTTOM THAT HE NEVER NOTICED THE PUTRID, SLIMY, WHITE FORM DRIFT TOWARD HIM. AND WHEN ITS BLOATED ARMS CLOSED AROUND HIS NECK, AND THE ROTTED FACE
GRINNED AT HIM, IT WAS
TOO LATE... PHIL... CHOKE..
\GLUGG
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HEH, HEH? YEP KIDDIES? THAT'S MY YARN. THE PILOT OF THE SEAPLANE WAITED AROUND FOR LARRY TO COME UP FOR
SEVERAL HOURS. FINALLY, HE SHRUGGED, WENT THROUGH LARRY'S PANTS, EXTRACTED THE MONEY FROM HIS WALLET TOSSED THE REST OF LARRY'S GEAR INTO THE LAGOON, AND TOOK OFF. MO YOU'LL TAKE OFF WHEN YOU RECEIVE YOUR KIT l^FROM THE E C. FAN- ADDICT CLUB, now "I I'LL TURN YOU BACK TO C.K.f i'll see you
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The ground was
soft
and clinging
as Farraday
moved
slower, his body bent
slipped out of the thick forest surrounding the
swinging along the jungle
prison wall. There was a heavy mist rising from the ground, and all around him he could hear the incessant clamor of the jungle. The
stopped beating: a
long,
foliage swished eerily in the hot
dank
like
an ape
About 50
floor.
yards he proceeded, then his heart almost shrill whistle
had sounded
far back. His escape had been detected! In another moment the guards would be overrunning him and dragging him back to that in-
it would partially cover the sound night air of his feet moving through the oozy jungle
sea-infested hell behind the towering stone
lane*.
walls!
.
.
.
Farraday moved along stealthily, like a his plan of escape churning
hunted animal, his
in
mind.
If
he could creep through the
jungle into the miserable
little
seacoast
town
one of the grimy steamboats moored at the crumbling wharfs, in a week or so heâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;d probably be gone forever from this and hide
in
cursed tropical penal colony.
The discomfort
and pain of escaping through the jungle was nothing compared to the prospect of another five years in prison, Farraday thought to himto get away, at all cost, for he self. He
HAD
could never live through the prison sentence, anyway. The giant flies and vicious mosquitoes
and stinging, blood-sucking spiders swarming over the camp by the millions would eat him alive long before he was ready for release!
knew
Farraday
his
only chance was to dig
a shallow grave and slip into
sound of alarm. Then he
in-
praying that
a frenzy born of desperation he began
With
the earth at his feet; in a few mo-
up ments he had cleared a patch large enough for his body. He dropped face-down into it to scoop
without a secondâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;s hesitation.
Almost
before
had
he
breath he was aware of a
spreading over his exposed
drawn another
clammy flesh. It
tingling
was
pitch-
knew without seeing what it was swarming over him: he had
black, but he
was
that
plunged headlong into a nest of white maggots! Already they were tearing at his skin, their stinging pincers
probing
jaw, sinuous lines trailing
and mouth. His eyelids Farraday paused momentarily, listening
it,
the darkness of the night would hide him.
caught
fire
.
.
.
his
cheeks and
into his nostrils
felt as
if
but Farraday didn't
they had
move a
straight-
muscle. Even as he felt the stabbing pain at his
ened up, ignoring the fact that his sweating hands were trembling with nervousness, and plunged on through the stifling undergrowth.
throat and realized that the skin of his chest,
tently for a
They hadnâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;t discovered .
yet that
he was gone
every minute he could gain would help im-
.
measurably
in his
getaway.
was being torn loose, he could think of only one thing. He was in fiery inside
his shirt,
agony, but
if
only he could stay here in
him!
And
as his
mind
reeled
twitched uncontrollably
He was coming
to clearer
ground now: the
this
shallow trench, the guards would never find
and his body
as his blood trick-
led from a thousand deadly wounds ... he was solaced by one thought, if the guards
earth was dry and sun-parched, the trees were spaced further apart and the grass was lower
couldn't find him, he wouldn't have to endure
less matted. He'd have to be careful here, he could be spotted as he moved through the open valley. He crouched again and
spiders!
and for
the horrors of prison life again
be assailed by giant
flies
wouldn't
and the savage
hey,
hasn't
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HERE'S A BUBBLY LITTLE tale TITANIC TERROR/ I CALL IT...
INTO THE PARLOR. ALWAYS ROOM FOR JUST A SHELL, YOU HERE, EZRA. YOU KNOW/ MILLY, JUST TILL HOW LONS WILL YOU I DECIDE WHAT I'M
r THERE'S
f THAT.
>â&#x20AC;¢
STAY?
op
'retired
T
.EZRA.
I'M
.
.oh,
JO.
prJO/WK jg .
^^^^^^soin' Y DO next. * nm&tfTVY y'see...they TOOK NY SHIP, they i IfOC AWAY RETIRED ME. -jgt
^YEP,
MY
OVER,
SAIUN DAYS ARE
milly.
I'M A
LAND-
'
LUBBER, NOW. WEL L, where I STOW MY SEAR? jg
^DO
to live with
HIS SISTER MILDRED. AT FIRST, MILLY WAS VERY HAVE HIM. AFTER ALL, SHE WAS AN OLD MAID.. .AND EZRA WAS COMPANY. BUT AS TIME WENT ON. EZRA BEGAN TO 00 STRANGE THINGS...
HAPPY TO
'l SAID >
WHAT ARE
YOU LOOKING AT WITH YOUR
>
SPY-GLASS ? J
/n- nothing, J MILLY? X WAS MUST WATCHING THAT SHIP... ON
JHE HORIZON
^EZRAf WHAT ARE YOU LOOKING AT THROUGH YOUR SPY-GLASS*
One night, milly was roused out of a sound SLEEP BY HEAVY PAWS SHAKING HER ROUGHLY ...
I
^
,
f SHIP'? BUT.. EZRA.' this IS
KANSAS
THERE AREN'T ANY SHIPS ON THE HORIZON. THERE ISN'T < ANY WATER...
night on, milly was forced to “stand WATCH" SHE HAD TO MOVE THROUGH THE HALLS OF THE OLD HOUSE FROM TWO A.M. TO OAWN, CARRYING A LANTERN AND SHOUTING''EIGHT
BLITHERING IDIOT*,
It was obvious to poor MILLY THAT her older BROTHER WAS LL_. MENTALLY ILL. THE SHOCK OF BEING RETIRED HAD BEEN TOO MUCH FOR HIM. HIS MIND HAD SNAPPED. HE FANCIED HIMSELF AT SEA AGAIN... THE HOUSE, HIS SHIP-.AND SHE, HIS CREW... THIS CLEAN I WANT THIS DECK SCRUBBED TILL I CAN SEE MY REFLECTION' UNDERSTANDf?
'
From that
WLOUDER ,YOU^ LOUDERf Y
( YOU CALL
f
f
?
That was how ezra jackson came
''DON'T
"YES,
"EZRA" MEf IT'S CAPTAIN JACKSONf’
REMEMBER THAT/ NOW, YOU^^< VGET TO WORK, RATr>^XT t BILGE
BELLS AND
.
^
MlLLY HAD BEEN A SCHOOL TEACHER IN HER YOUNGER SHE'O WORKED HARD AND MANAGED TO SAVE A SMALL AMOUNT OF MONEY. SHE'D USED PART OF IT TO BUY THE HOUSE SHE NOW LIVED IN. THE REST, SHE'D INVESTEO WISELY, AND SHE'D BEEN ABLE TO LIVE COMFORTABLY. BUT WITH EZRA'S ARRIVAL, HER MEAGER INCOME WAS NOT ENOUGH. f PHAAAH / YOU CALL THIS BEST FOOD f YOU DARE TO FEED AFFORD TH/S SLOP TO YOUR A EZRA? PLEASE CAPTAIN? YOU OUGHT W? TRY TO UNDERSTAND ' TO BE STRUNS UP AND
UNDERSTAND ONE THING, YOU SALLEY P/S. EITHER
X
YEARS.
HEAR?
1'
|,
JACKSON f
mu ||ft
M
INVEST MENTS. SHE HAD TO TAKE
k.
Y-YES, CAPTAIN
^
IT's
k IT'S
TEN JASHFS Jm.
SO MILLY WAS FORCED TO EARN EXTRA MONEY TO AUGMENT THE SMALL INCOME SHE DERIVEO FROM HER i^WHERE
1
i lb
THE FOOD IMPROVES, OR /RONS FOR YOU. AND "CAPTAIN JACKSON".'
’
.
V GIVEN
4
.
IN
BLAZES
YOU, YOU SLOPPY SEA COOK?
IN
THE CELLAR STAIRS SCREAMING. ,
'you RE "BELOW", YOU
WAS HING...
ARE "^""rM.INTHE CELLARS
DUMB
LANDLUBBER. NOT "IN THE CELLAR" "BELOW "t
Y-YES. CAPTAIN' I'M .BELOW.' ..
r
CAPTAIN. J
I'M OOING THE SNIP’S LAUNDRY 'jrf
Ezra stood
in the center of the cellar FLOOR, STARING ABOUT HIM WITH WIDE GLEAMING
MlLLY WAS HELPLESS. SHE HAD NO OTHER CHOICE ... EXCEPT, PERHAPS, TO HAVE EZRA PUT AWAY. SO SHE IN A CARPENTER-A PLUMBER ...
EYES-
CALLED
FPERFECT' PERFECT ' JUST THE PLACE FOR MY
QUARTERS. HERE. YOU.. SEND FOR THE SHIP'S CARPENTERS ..THE .gg .SHIP FITTERS JmI .
.
. .
’
AVAST, UP THERE
PLEASE ?/
1
GENTLEMEN. 'WoH.COURSEJ WE 1
REMEMBER. HUMOR HIM.' HE'S g
...
OtJ/TF
HARMLESS..
MI
MISS
(UNDER
JACKSONM STAND miss [jACKSON?
.
Ezra stormed about OUT
HIS
in
the cellar, shouting
AnO POOR MILLY WITHOREW HER
—>
—
IS
JACKSON
put
OCEAN
BEHIND THE PORT HOLES./ LANTEPNS around. >
hang SHIP'S
PUT in a BUNK. A SALLEY. A HEAD. MAKE EVERYTHING AUTHENTIC. THIS
taV
LIFE'S SAVINGS
FROM HER INVESTMENTS TO PAY FOR THE NONSENSE. THANK YOU, l. "*,990... 5,000 DOLLARS. . HERE YOU ARE, MR. GUNNER*/ MA'AM. I HOPE T YOUR BROTHER •
' CAPTAIN
SCENES
ORDERS-
Ship OUT THOSE windows. CLOSE 'EM UP. PUT UP FALSE WALLS. HA HA SONY PANELED WALLS. SET IN PORT HOLES. REAL PORT HOLES... THAT OPEN'
HAPPY WITH
'Below"
IS
MY
in his
SHIP/ -
ship's quarters, captain
MAN YOUR
STATIONS,. ON
<
MlLLY CAME "BELOW" CARRYING HER LAUNDRY BASKET FILLED WITH THE WASH SHE'O BEEN
DOING
L
IN
BLAZES ARE YOU WITH
DOWN HERE THAT?
I'VE >
IVE
STRUCK OUT SAVAGELY. ^YOU'LL DO THE LAUNDRY ON DECK, YOU SCULLION BEGGAR. 6ET OUT
OF MY QUARTERS...
60T TO DO
THE SHIP'S
<
LAUNDRY, CAPTAIN
^
THE DOUBLE..
DID', ( THE JOB WE
fWHAT
jackson belloweo-
YSTAND BY TO OAST OFF. ENGINE ROOM, FULL SPEED ASTERN, all HANDS,
J
\
With her investments wiped out and the INCOME FROM THEM GONE, MILLY HAD TO TAKE IN MORE WASH THAN SHE COULD HANDLE IN ORDER TO| MEET EXPENSES. ANO EZRA'S ABUSE BECAME WORSE AND WORSE. . . PfsCRUU UUI IIA ^TOS^Y-YES, CAPTAIN <3
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Poor milly would escape, every chance she could GET, AND LOCK HERSELF IN THE UPSTAIRS BATHROOM IN ORDER TO DO THE WASH IN THE TUB. AND AS SHE SCRUBBED, SHE WOULD LISTEN TO EZRA'S RANTING AND RAVIN^^^__. y
—
WEAS£ THE HELM? Give EG MORE -^LsobJsobT/) r
DRUDGE.'
J
Suddenly milly clutched at the excruciating IN
TUB OVER THE SOAKING CLOTHES SENT UP CLOUDS OF STEAM WHICH FILLED THE LOCKED BATHROOM ...
head IN THE BATHROOM, MILLY PANTED OVER A LOAD OF WASH...
AHOY 'AHOY THEBE' SHIP AHOY' HOLD X EAST. STAND BY.'
PAIN
J/
While upstairs, directly over-
One HOT SUMMER'S DAY, EZRA 5T003 AT THE OPEN, PORT HOLE, SHOUTING OUT AT THE SEA-SCAPE SCENE BEYOND ... . -
RUDDER' STEAD/ AS YOU GO' HARD APORTf STEADY ' STEADY SO yT
HER CHEST, TOPPLING
OVER...
GASP.
AND AS HER HEARTTAltEB AND HER LIFE FADED WITH IT, THE BOILING WATER OVERFLOWED THE TUB.POOLINC ABOUT HER PROSTRATE BODY, SINKING THROUGH THE BATHROOM FLOOR v
W
.
p
mis cellar ship's'quarters, CAPTAIN JACKSON LISTENED AS THE WATER, LEAKING DOWN FROM THE OVERFLOWING BATHTUB ABOVE, FILLED THE SPACE BETWEEN THE FALSE MAHOGANY PANELED WALLS AND THE FOUNDATION OF THE HOUSE
In
.
.
-
Slowly the water rose in the cellar, boiling, SCALDING, BLISTERING EZRA'S AGED BODY. BUT HE STUBB ORNLY S TOOD FAST...
THE CELLAR FILLEO WITH STEAM, CAPTAIN JACKSON STA66ERED TO THE PORT HOLES, SLAMMED THEM SHUT. THE PRESSURE OF THE WATER CRUMBLED THE PANELED WALLS -
^Kt^ABANDONSH/Pf THE CAPTAIN
t
£Wm(
'ABANDON SHIPS WE'RE SINKING.',
Until the rising hot water reached his chin..his neck_poured INTO HIS MOUTH AND STEWED HIS TONGUE... HIS TH ROAT- H IS LUNGS... ...
.
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GLUGG GLUGG.
Mi^T
{ HEE~HEE'
YEP, KIDDIES. THAT'S]
my MORBID MARINE OFFERING./ EZRA FINALLY ENDED UP...\H \
HOT WATER'/ J
•
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M
REMAIN...
this
is
THtF/RSTl
RECORD BY THE WAY, OF j captain going down with / HIS SHIP IN THE MIDDLE OF A > KANSAS PRAIRIE... in a CELLAR)
iCASE ON ’a
AND NOW, i'll TURN YOU OVER TO ( ^.THE CRYPT-KEEPER ) IS WA!TINGTo( SSg8**aBI& WIND UP MY REEK-'
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TO TURN YOUR STOMACH. I CALL
THIS
SLOP-SERVING.
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.
Calvin reached for a knife, he placed the STRUGGLING LOBSTER, BELLY UIJ ON THE HUGE WOODEN KITCHEN TABLE AND GRI NNED DOWN AT IT. ,,
IT SPUT YOU fH I HXlJ OPEN... FROM HEAD TO IM lyWr SlwJfcllk tail... like so... Am* i
The lobster squirmed. Calvin forced the knife BLADE AGAINST ITS SOFT-SHELLED UNDERSIDE AND, WITH A SUGHT SAWING MOTION, CRUNCHED IT THROUGH. THE LOBSTER, NOW PRACTICALLY SEVERED IN HALF, STILL WRIGGLEO ITS SPINEY LEGS ANO WAVED ITS HUGE CLAWS AWKWAROLY..^ r HEH,HEH. HOW XI WISH THAT X HAD SOME SENSITIVE INSTRUMENT SO that i . 1
.
COULD
HEAP
Calvin moved the thrashing split lobster onto A RACK AND SLID IT INTO THE STOVE BELOW THE XlCKBLUE FLAMES OF THE BROILER... ,
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NOW, WE BROIL YOU ALIVE. WE LISTEN TO YOU HISS AND POP UNTIL YOU TURN ORANGE-RED AND YOU STOP YOUR SQUIRMING..
-
YOUR BLOOD-
CURDLING SHRIEKS, LITTLE UGLY MONSTER..
Calvin stared into the stove AT THE BROILING LOBSTER. HIS EYES GLINTED ALMOST MANIACALLY AS HE WATCHED ITS STRUG GLING
J
Behind Calvin, the sea shell RESTAURANT'S CHEF SHOOK HIS HEAD as HE WATCHED HIS PJPLOYER-
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ABATE...
DEAD,
A LOBSTER
UGLYf
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Meanwhile, at that vert moment, a few MILES UP THE SEACOAST FROM THE SEA SHELL RESTAURANT, A FISHERMAN GUIDED HIS INBOARD OVER THE TOSSING OCEAN SWELLS TO A CORK FLOAT FROM WHICH FLEW A TATTERED FLAG... THE LAST ONE. IF THERE IS NOTHING, IN THIS ONE, WE WILL HAVE NO MONEY jr for FOOD/jf jpniy
y
.
The FISHERMAN PULLED UP
BESIDE THE BOBBING MARKER AND PULLED IT INTO HIS SEA SKIFF. SLOWLY, TEDIOUSLY, HE HAULED IN THE ORIPPING LINE THAT WAS FASTENED TO THE FLOATCORK
I CANNOT UNDERSTAND IT. ALL ALONG ) THE COAST, OTHER LOBSTER FISHERMEN ARE FINDING TWO, MAYBE THREE LOBSTERS IN EACH OF THEIR POTS. FOR TWO WEEKS NOW, I HAVE NOT FOUND ONE...^^^^^A
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,
Finally, the lobster trap surfaced, and the FOUL SCENT OF THE FISH HEAD, PLACED WITHIN IT AS FISHERMAN'S BAIT,
SEARED THE
NOSTRILS...
EMPTY/ ALL EMPTY/ NOT ONE LOBSTER IN ART of my pots, if
The fisherman entereo his dingy SHACK AND SAT DOWN WEARILY...
W PERHAPS TOMORROW,
{TOMORROW
...
Sadly, the fisherman guided his inboard back to THE BEACH WHERE A WOMAN AND CHILD STOOD IN THE DOORWAY OF WIND-SCARRED A
ANY LUCK
The child began to POPPA ...SOB. I
SHACK, WAITING...
NOT A ONE, LUCY ! NOT ONE LOBSTER f I CANNOT jp-t UNDERSTAND IT. J
YELL, AMBROSE:
cry.
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TOMORROW J YOUR LUCK A ) J WILL CHANCE,
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LOBSTERS COULD HIM MILK.
AM HUNGRY.
TOMORROW ..WE
LOBSTERS bring/ AND YOUR POTS GOOD PRICE, jWill BE FULL,. BUT I CANNOT l AMBROSE.
AMBROSE-, j HAVE SAID THAT
a
TWO WEEKS :
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TODAY, MR. DUGAN,
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WE HAVE A GOOD CROWD
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TOMORROW, WE LL RUN OUT' 1
night, john.
GOOD EVENING. COME
y.
MR. HINES.
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John nodded and left, calvin
After a while, Calvin left
LISTENED AS THE CAR MOTOR
THE RESTAURANT. HE LOCKED UP
He-MOVEO DOWN THE BEACH *0 WHERE A SEA SKIFF WAS MOORED.
F
F
Ambrose, the lobster fisherman,
Ambrose stopped
OF HIS DINGY SHACK. LUCY, HIS WIFE WITH SAD EYES... t
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YO U MUST GET UP EARLY.
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Ambrose was out of the DOOR OF HIS WEATHER BEATEN SHACK
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lobster POTS ARE ALWAYS EMPTY.
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ITS THE LOBSTER FISHERMAN. HE MUST HAVE ROWED OUT. ‘ THATS WHY I DIDNT HEAR HIM OUT OF HERE ' > 1 VE GOT TO GET
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SOMEONE IS STEALING J _ MY LOBSTERS. jnMR
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THE NIGHT, so THAT'S
Ambrose pointed OUT TO SEA. ..OUT TO THE DISTANT TOSSING SWELLS... ^someone's
.
he listened, far away.ov, THE ROAR OF THE SURF POUNDING THE NEARBY BEACH, AMBROSE HEARD A SOUND- A DULL HUMMING SOUNDpacing
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^M_
SETEH TECH ALREADY AND
I'VE
HALF
ONLY RAIDED
OF HIS TRAPS
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Calvin struggled with his inboard, trying to start IT. THE OTHER SEA SKIFF PULLED ALONGSIDE . THE FISHERMAN IN IT GLARED AT HIM WITH BURNING EYES...
SO.' NO WONDER MR. DUGAN HASN’T BOTHERED TO STOF to SEE IF I HAVE ANY LOBSTERS TO
BY LATELY SELL. HE
KNEW
'
!
Ambrose snarled. PA\ fyou UGLY THIEF ^-JXl YOU HIDEOUS MONSTER!) TOU, MY CHILD HAS GONE WITHOUT MILK AND MEAT AND CLOTHES W BECAUSE OF YOUf
IN
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I WON'T TAKE j you YOUR MONEY/ IT'S Jr FORCE JAIL FOR YOU... .—7 ME TO DO/
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The
GLINTED
Ambrose screamed.
<AMBROSI ( fLL PA
Ambrose's shriek echoed across the heaving water AS CALVIN PLUNGED THE KNIFE INTO HIS WRITHING B ODY
hand
THE MOONLIGHT.
AGAIN AND AGAIN...
x'llTave to KILL YOU,
AMBROSE... TO KEEP YOU
FROM TALKING ~
Then, calvin lashed Ambrose into his sea
skiff.
...And chopped a hole THE SEA WATER IN... f—?
in
the floorboards, letting^ .
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-
Slowly, the boat, with Ambrose's SANK BELOW THE TOSSING •• OCEAN WAVES... f
Calvin started his inboard AND GUIDED HIS SEA SKIFF BACK
BODY,
—r
He'o started ROAD AT BREAKNECK SPEED
...WHEN
-CCURREO...
He
lay there, pinned, squirming,
LOADED THE BUTTERTUB WITH THE STOLEN LOBSTERS INTO HIS CAR
...AND
TO THE BEACH...
THE BLOW-OUT ;
TRUNK...
-"^7'
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As CALVIN'S LURCHING CAR SPUN OVER, THE STEERING WHEEL SHATTERED, RIPPING INTO HIS BODY.,. TEARING ... slashing...
-
his body almost split in two,
HEE, hYe.^ TH ATs
AS THE OVERTURNED CAR CAUGHT FIRE AND THE FLAMES LICKED AT HIM AND HE SCREAMED AND SHRIEKED AND WAS BROILED ALIVE...
STORY, kiddies'’
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BEFORE HIMijaI
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Doctor hobart placed the CHESSBOARO ON THE LOW TABLE
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OTHERS might SCOFF, phiup, BUT I SAY OURS IS ONE OF LIFE'S RARITIES, a PERFECT A MEETING OF THE
f
.
The old doctor went on garrulously, ALWAYS THE MORE TALKATIVE OF THE TWO, HARDLY GIVING THE OTHER A CHANCE TO SPEAK. HIS VOICE DRIPPED ON... RICH WITH MELLOW MEMORIES. NOSTALGIC REMINISCENCE.. .
FRIENDSHIP
MINDS... A MENTAL MATINS FAR MORE LASTING mo REWARDINS THAN THAT OF MAN AND WIFE.
~
yes, Philip?
TJ LIKE YOU TOO,
' GOSH, ANDY' .
I LIKE YOU.J
PHIL. LETS BE
PALS FOR LIFE-
TWENTY
AND SEAL IT IN
YEARS OF THIS. REMEMBER HOW (TALL BEGAN, PHILIP? HOW, AS KIOS, OUR FAMILIES MOVED NEXT DOOR TO EACH OTHER? REMEMBER? j
BLOOD...
v
we
'Remember, phil? remember how
PWiniM HAS WAS A PACT or UtYUllUA ABLE TO TEAR APART IN ALL THESE YEARS? NOTHING L.'
inseparable WERE... I PLAYING TOGETHER. . .GOING PLACES TOGETHERFIGHTING TOGETHER.. .TWO OF U8 AGAINST THE WORLD?../
IT
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'ReMEMBER.PHILIP? WE WERE A MODERN OAHON AND PYTHIAS. ANO AS WE 6REW OUT OF BOYHOOD, WE BECAME EVEN CLOSER. IF A NYTH IN6. REMEMBER.IN HIGH SCHOOL, MOW EVEN THE PRETTIEST GIRLS FAILEO TO PULL US APART?...' im l
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SORRY, JOAN f PHIL AND / ARE GOING TO THE MOVIES
OURSELVES tonight. TOGETHER /
M
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i won't ASK you AGAIi ANDREW HOBART? YOU'RE-
YOU'RE NOT
HUMAN
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I’VE DECIDED ON MEDICINE, PHIL? WHY DON'T YOU STUOY
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SORRY, ANDY: [
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ELECTRONICS
MY MEAT?
?
.
'COLLEGE' THE SAME COLLEGE, OF COURSE. NATURALLY, WE COULD NOT BE EXACTLY ALIKE IN ALL THINGS. J PROBED LIVING MECHANISMS AND TOO PROBED COLD LIFELESS ONES. BUT EVEN HERE, WE FOUND COMMON BROUNP-J^
*BER WOW WE WORKED TOGETHER ON YOUR THEORY. TX CRAZY MACHINE WE BUILT. REMEMBER THAT ...HOW WE KEPT IT ALIVE IN THE BRINE WATER... LISTEN. ANOYf’
T
/ irSA WELL KNOWN FACT I WAS JUST THAT THE BRAIN EMITS ELEC' / WONDER/NS, ANOY. TRONIC IMPULSES, PHIL. SUPPOSE WE COULD < WHY DO YOU ASK CAPTURE THOSE IMPULSES AND REPRODUCE them AUDIBLE
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V WORKS'
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SOUNDS ..ELECTRONICALLY.
TOGETHER. REMEMBER MOW WE FOUND THOSE TWO OFFICES SIOE BY SIDE? HUNG M.D. SHINGLE I
OUT MY
AND
YOU HUNG OUT TOUR ELECTRONIC ENS/NEERS SIGN../
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WE BOTH MADE OUR MARKS, PHIL? YOU IN ELECTRONIC PATENTS. ..Z m SURGERY AND ALWAYS, from THOSE FIRST TEARS, LIKE NOW, WE SPENT EVERY EVENING TOGETHER. OUR FRIENDSHIP CEMENTING ITSELF FIRMER EACH TEAR. REMEMBER? .
‘AnO THEN CAME THOSE AWFUL WEEKS. I STILL SMUDOER AT THE MEMORY. PHILIP. I KNEW SOMETHING WAS WRONG. I FELT IT. EVERY EVENING YOU GREW
MAKE /T TOMORROW T SURE, Phil' f LGAN’T NIGHT, ANOY.' SOMETHING A I UNDERSTAND
M
CAME UP/
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'YOU STOPPED COMING. FIRST YOU SKIPPED ONE DATA WEEK. THEN TWO. THEN YOU HARDLY CAME AT ALL. I HAD TO KNOW WHY-' '
WHAT'S
WRONG, PHIL?
I
CAN^ 'how
FEEL SOMETHING STANDING
BETWEEN US' WHAT IS
V
TELL ME.'
I
IT?
MUST KNOW '
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ALL THESE YEARS. YOU’LL BE BREAK
PRETTY?
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NO, PHIL ? WON’T BE THE SAME WITH YOU
'Remember how
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N
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YOUR FIANCEE
PHILIP.
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TWO OF
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PHILIP...MISERY
FOR ME. I WAS YOUR SOB... THAT BIRL/ THAT. .JOB... FELINE/ ALL SHE WANTS OF MM A PLAYMATE KUO a LOVER. HIS PHYSICAL ATTRIBUTES. WHILE HIS FINE MIND OOXOXO . WASTE/ IS
.
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OF COURSE, BUT NO LONGER YOUR BEST E/f/EMD. .CLOSEST COMPANION../ fi .
S' LON®,
AMOY?
Those bitter lonely hours, philip... dragging BY. EACH AN ETERNITY. UNTIL I COULD STAND IT NO MOPE. I WAS BEADY to TAKE MY LIFE, PHILIP... READY TO SUT MY THROAT WITH ONE OF my OWN RAZOR-SHARP SCALPELS, WHEN / .
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Doctor hobart led them to the front door, :
YOU KNOW, PHILIP, I DON'T THINK JONDRA NOTICED THE LEAST DIFFERENCE WHEN SHE CANE THAT VISIT TO HER FANIL Y TWENTY YEARS ASO. SHE STILL HAS THE THINGS SHE HUNTS OF HER HUSBAND. THE PHYSICAL TH/NSS . SHE'S PERFECTLY SATISFIED WITH YOUR BODY, AND
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ALWAYS 60 THR0U6H THIS. ..EVERY N16HT... BEFORE WE CAN SETTLE DOWN TO A NICE QUIET EVENIN6/T I DID THIS FOR YOUR OWN 6000 X RESCUED YOU FROM THAT NITWIT FEMALE. YOU HAO GONE ON L/V/N6 WITH HER FOR THE PAST TWENTY YEARS...
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have two jUlion comics and a fan IN you) I’m a lucky dog!
I
am a very gutlove your comics and your taste of words love CRYPT #13. busting fan of your comics. For Horror!'. People should not let little kids “Grounds. work because just drives them crazy. They seem to! make up stories of who really did their killing.
-CK
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printing your stories.
You have a very horror-hunger my address and zip
dub out here. It's o k. to print code. I’m dying for a gut-bustin' pal.
fan
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truss?
Hi!
It's
need
Shawn again. have almost all your comics. All 6 more. Anyway, how are you? wanted to ask you WHY is your show not on anymore? am very I
is
I
issue #24: 'Food for Thought" It
is
Marta
in
page
7 panel
7.
who
is
the other 47 panels
The caption on panel 6 page 4 of the story "Pearty to Dead" reads: "TheV both fallen in love with her. Who missed the "D" key on the typewriter? ."
.
quite a coincidence that in 1954
Titanic'
in
the
intro
to
the
because
in
1998
that
word
is
In
Dear Crypt-Keeper. 1
.
Martha?
It's
Chicago. IL 60622
May suggest a
Re
story
the
CK
used the word Schooner*;
"Prairie
talk of
the land.
"Half-Baked!* The Old Witch says that
membership
in
the EC FanAddict Club is limited to 250.000.000 people. Thats almost the entire population of the United States, thats a lot of Addicts!! It's a nationwide epidemic!!
I
something.
I
Kensington,
David Dellario
CT
disappointed. Let’s slip
My
brother threw a party when he heard you weren't on anymore, and got a huge poster of the H BO version of You’re the last thing see before go to bed! Well. I I
you
I
I
gotta go. .
you into a buried box and check YOUR enunciThe 'Titanic’ disaster was common
ation, David-baby!
in the popular mind lor the first B5 years. Imagour reprint of WEIRD SCIENCE 6 had appeared in
enough ine
if
-CK
the last six months!
Shawn Van
Philadelphia,
Elsis
PA
DearCK This
your late brother
Is
(I
-CK
promise).
Dear Crypt-Keeper, It
ts to
dining
the .,
savor,
on
each issue of your eerie oeuvre. Before #24, realized it represented 3 1/3% of
this one,
1
entirety.
On page
5 of "Food for Thought" there is an invisible robe Marta slips on. Perhaps it’s the emperor's new robe? Ya know, at the turn ol page 7. figured Marta was targeted for the final twist instead ol Cad. that
1
,
In "Pearly to
Dead",
I
guess Larry
finally
had
Bob Gorby
his
fill
of Phil.
Camarillo,
CA
"Undertaking Palor", #24, seems to touch on a lot of taboo subjects for a 50s comic; death and its consequences in the form of the mortuary, murder of innocents by an
unscrupulous druggist in collusion with the mortician, a child's loss of a parent and the subsequent revenging by a group of kids on the evil grown-ups (defying authority in the process) and, finally, violent assault and murder in a graveyard. The kids witnessing the graveyard murder is straight out of HUCKLEBERRY RNN. Quite an intricate plot for a 'lowly* comic book)
How original (and typical) of EC to have a story narrated by a grave (The Craving Grave!*)! This is one of the traits EC above all others in its day, and continues to 40
that put
years thence!
Dear Crypt-Keeper. I
EC's retelling resucit.
have two dozen comics and a toy of you.
.
of
"The
Anchorage,
AK
Sleeping Beauty!" resudt.
revives a tired old fairy tale with
a Transylvanian twist.
Jess Lovelace
snappy lingo and
Dear Crypt-Keeper,
Dear Crypt-Keeper, >s
from the Crypt" 24 was great. Here's
my
rt
It's
(
me, Monsterman. again.
I
just read
your
latest ish,
#23,
yesterday.
I I
The cover: Jack Davis does what Jack Davis does best, he impresses EC fans, and often even sells comics to fans of non-EC comics and people who watch the TV show. The
'
greatest of the
are pathetic, though.
fish
"Food
for Thought": This story
comic
this
is
TV episode, which has
than the
story.
The next three
good, and
pretty
very, very
little
stories are
is
to
’
..
is
like
how George Evans
line
and shadow.
I
a great story with great artwork.
carefully
really like
are clearing the way for the
and
LOVE the panel where
I
his stones with fine
drew
the part
I
when PhH and
US Navy
to
Larry
blow up Japan,
Larry sees Phil's rotted lace
through the porthole, because
it's
very creepy. Great
EC artists.
"The Craving Grave!" was good, but K just felt like a remake of that one about the trunk. Besides, that thing about earth wombs' was way too necrophilicish.
better
do with
about the
all
ocean, or at least have something to do the ocean. "Pearly to Dead": This
"Undertaking Palor" was great, up to the nice little poetic Stilt more proof that Jack Davis was the justice at the end.
Your version of "Sleeping Beauty!" was funny, particularly the character of 'Melvin?!'. look forward to see how they I
do
it
on your show.
‘Shadow
of a Doubt" was too good a story for that old bat, The Old Witch. Who'da thunk that a shadow could kilt That's something to try on those dog days of summer.
someone?
address unknown
Monsterman
story!
Schooner": This is not a bad story, but donl like art. It's boring and ugly. If an artist with like Jack Davis, Johnny Craig, Graham Ingels, George Evans or Jack Kamen illustrated this story it would have been much better. "Prairie
I
Bernie Kringstein's style,
Er, you mean “Shadow of Death", no doubt DONT try it during a solar edipse! Only the late Jack Benny could do complete justice to the 'Melvin?!' line (but that shouldn't be a problem for me, should it?). -CK
"Half-Baked": The creepy ocean thing is wearing off a little bit and yet this still manages to be the best story in the book! The ocean scenes are great. Graham Ingels is a wonderful artist.
Too bad he never drew you or The Vault-Keeper. Jack Davis, usually the artist who's supposed to draw you, has drawn The Vault-Keeper and The Old Witch before; Johnny Craig, who’s mostly known for drawing The VaultKeeper, has drawn (and painted) you and The Old Witch before; but Graham Ingels, who's known for making the stupid, annoying character some p>eople call The Old Witch worth looking at has never drawn you or The Vault-
How sad! You and The Vault-Keeper are much much more original characters than The Old Witch, and hate the title of her comic. A "Crypt of Terror" makes Keeper.
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sense, a Fear" doesn't.
"Vault of Horror"
A
"haunt"
is
makes sense, but a "Haunt of not a type of creepy place.
1) Who's version of you is the most accurate, Al Feldstein, Jack Davis, Johnny Craig, Jack Kamen, the Amicus film or Kevin Yager, who created the TV version of you? 2) Are you related to The Vault-Keeper at all. even distantly? 3) Who is the oldest GhouLunatic? PLEASE
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APR/MAY
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"Operation Friendship"
"Come
for ticks.
you were a habitue of The Old Witch's haunts, as unwillingly am, you'd agree they’re mighty creepy! It
THIS COMIC REPRINTS
TALES
says “Phil floating past the porthole?"
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eight
Morphee's Law
the Plutonian KOLLEGE OF PLUTONIC with the retirement of bandleader Cy Cesium, his entourage dispersed to the comers of the solar system to start solo careers. luck, we got Ishl N does explain much about the
When
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THE CRYPT-KEEPER’S PAGE
OF.
.
FINE ARTS .sb.
.
Mood
like
the weather,
sultry,
seeking.
Spies rumored vampire, strolls on. peeking. Scent of a victim, wafting fine Beckons this Dark One, keen to dine.
‘Some say you're evil,' comes her greeting. ‘People will say things,' her eyes meeting. Foundering in eyes hypnogogic. She falls to charms more than hypnotic. Buries his canines, glisfning. keen;
Sups from her Jug'lar, feast unseen. Vamp-eyes like onyx, grasping, glowing; Blood of the
victim, ebbing, flowing,
Touch of the vampire, rite unholy; A kiss for the living who's Death to the maiden, now undead; Bridge of a monster with earthy bed.
Here's a switch; go into the crypt to tail them, Brian Shea, Waltham, MA comes out of the grave to read them. Is there any way to cut out the middleman (you can use I
-CK
my axel)? Send your con tribe big,
legible
Warning-wo
(not returnable, not too long, not too
doublespaced
text
A/or bold black art
Shudd'ring transition, m eta morph ic. Resur-un-rection. grave-euphoric "Well come,' he says, *to
my
Necrology"
But she proves to be a prodigy.
She grabs
his cloak, gives him a smack. Bares his neck and bites him back
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I
recover from surgery, here's a candidate for the Fine
Arts Page. Please print address.
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PAGE OF FINE ARTS
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0153 Sunny LN Camarillo,
CA
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THAT'S JUST IT, DADDY i X AND YOU MEAN THEY DON'T GET ALONG! TO TELL ME J SHE LETS HIM HE'S NOT IN LOVE X, WITH HER ANY LONGER. STAND THERE BUT SHE REFUSES TO A NO THROW GIVE HIM A DIVORCE KNIVES AT [
BRAVO.'\
6REAT*1'TERRIFIC') 6000 7 ISN*T HE I'D HATE TO WMTLORD.'}WONDER-]d E his WIFE |
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That night, old rufus tried to wait up for his DAUGHTER TO COME HOME. HE REMENBEREO THECLOCK HANDS POINTING TO THREE BEFORE HE OOZED OFF AND WHEN HE AWOKE, IT WAS MORNIN6, AND JEAN WAS SLEEPING SOUNDLY.
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AttyrmwADOUT
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SREAT ENRICO he hammered on the door YEAH? WHAT DO YOUR... YOUR HUSBAND. 7 YOU WANT? _ I WANT TO SEE HIM.. ALONE.* T r~ 1
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LD RUFE LEANED OVER THE SNORING ENRICO AND
HUH? SURE, 0L0 MAN
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STILL ASLEEP.
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WANT TO TALK TO YOU? ABOUT MY DAUGHTER > WANT YOU TO LEAVE N&
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Old
rufe left enrico's trailer and stamped ACROSS THE CIRCUS GROUNDS, FUMIN6 HE CAME THE .
INTO
BIS TOP, HIS MIND WHIRLING... _
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'eahhies life? :ve 10 GET fi/D OF
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HER...
TOO
ATTRACTIVE.
OF COURSE' THAT'S IT* ATTRACTION' -g-r
THAT’S IT
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INTO THE ELECTRICIAN'S SHED WITHOUTBEINQ SEEN. HE CHUCKLED SOFTLY TO HIM8ELE, EVERYONE FHOIVS ENRICO HO
LOHSER LOVES H/SW/FE. EVERYONE KHOWS SHE WON'T O/VE HIM A DIVORCE.
SO...
WHAT BETTER WAY TO SET am RID of her.. .
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RuFE CARRIED THE COIL OF FINE COPPER WIRE AND THE BAR OF SOFT IRON BACK TO THE SIS-TOI T0N/6HT... TOMGHT ENRICO THROWS THE CLEAVER DIRECTLY AT HIS WIFE'S HEAD.. SPLITTING IT OPEN ...F/LL/N6 HER. IT WILL BE SO OBVIOUS HE WILL BE CHARGED WITH MURDER f ALL THE EVIDENCE WILL POINT TO ITf EVEN JEAN WILL HAVE TO TESTIFY
THAT NIGHT, THE SHOW BEGAN AS USUAL. OLO RUFE STOOD BY, WAITIN6 FOR ENRICO'S ACT TO BEGIN... HE GOES ON ) IN
THIRTY
SECONDS '
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HEY, RUFE / I GOT A JOB FOR
YOU • C’MON/
WOUND THE COPPER WIRE AROUND THE IRON CORE, CREATING A POWERFUL ELECTROMAGNET. THEN HE SECURED THE MAGNET TO THE REAR OF THE BEHINO WHERE ENRICOS WIFE'S
THERE? NOW...TO ATTACH WINDINGS TO A STRONG SET f
CURRENT... AND WE'RE
nsrE ROUSTABOUT FOREMAN LEO ACROSS THE CIRCUS GROUNDS. A
RUFUS OUT OF THE BIG TOP? BEHIND, THE DRUMS ROLLED-THE CYMBOLS
FIGURE STOOD
CLASHED..
WAI TING...
THAT'S ...THAT'S •
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STARTING.* I WANTED, to iTf i ... -m
SEE
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YOU'LL
ENRICO 'S ACT
THIS
SOMEBODY A
\ favor/
RUFES'S BLOOD FROZE? THE DRUMS WERE BUILDING UP TO A CRESCENDO NOW. THE END OF THE GREAT ENRICO'S ACT WAS AT HAND. RUFUS COULD SEE THE CLEAVER RAISED ...SEE IT FLYING THROUGH THE AIR... SEE IT WAVER AS IT ENTERED THE MAGNETIC FIELO...SEE IT SWERVE INWARD... CUTTING- SPLITTING... THE BLOOD... THE RED RAW FLESH AND BONE... THE BRAINS
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SHE'S TAKIN6 MY PLACE IN
THE ACT,
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LET'S GO*
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IF
A NY BOOTS
IN A SU6HTLY US£0SECOND - HAND FN/FE-THROWER'S BOARD, IT'S
AVAILABLE. ONLY THING
IS, IT'S
A BIT
STAINED f OF COURSE, AS FAR AS/'* CONCERNED, IT OUGHT TO BE USED THAT WAY* SORT OF ADDS SOMETHING, DON'T YOU THINK? AND NOW, IT'S TIME TO TURN YOU OVER TO THE OLD WITCH, WHO WILL WIND UP MY MORBID MAS FOR THIS ISSUE. OH*
REMEMBER THE E.C. FAN ADDICT CLUB/ooh T DO NOTHIN’* JUST
REMEMBER BYE* Behind them.cymbols crashed and a base-drum boomed. txcrcwo
IT *
HEE, HEEf WELL, DON'T JUST STAND THERE WITH YOUR T0N6UES HANGING OUT/ COME IN/ COME INTO THE I've 60T ANOTHER SL /ME- SERVING brewing in my CAULDRON, all READY TO DISH OUT. YE Pf IT'S ME, AGAIN. THE OLD WITCH HEE, HEEf HUNGRY FOR HORROR. ARE YOU? GOOD. THEN CLOSE YOUR DILATED NOSTRILS AND OPEN YOUR LITTLE LEERING MOUTHS ANO ILL SHOVEL IN FOUL FARE THIS is HANS GRUBER'S REEFING RECIPE vintage 1918. listen, now, to THE TASTY TALE
HAUNT OF FEAR/
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OF TERROR HANS CALLS.
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Ahhh/ it is warm and dry here, it IS good to FEEL WARM ANO DRY. I AM SO TIREO...SO VERY TIRED. ANO MY EYES ARE HEAVY WITH SLEEP X CLOSE THEM. I SLEEP...
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CONE, CORPORAL/ WARE UP/ ON YOUR FEET/ I H A VE FOR YOU AN IMPORTANT ASSIGNMENT/\ COME AT ONCE/
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GOING OUT THERE AGAIN. I DO NOT LIKE IS WET ANO COLD OUT THERE. HERE
THERE. IT
WARM ANO DRY
.
IT
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IT IS
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I AM FRIGHTENED. HIS ARMS SWING OUTWARD. Z PULL MY BAYONET AND THRUST A4AM... 8TABBINB... SL ASHINS... CUTTINS HIM TO RIBBONS. Z SEE HIS PACE... HIS EYES AND THE POURING... AND Z AM SICK... .
8LOOO
air is cool, but x am warm, we are walking to HERR HEINRICH'S SHOP. I FEEL OOOD-. ^
The
Sfi^*"v*E ARE SOON THERE, HANS? ONLY . UNTIL THE END OF THIS
W HUH? OH
..HERR
HEINRICH/A
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ACH? OF COURSE YOU DON'T SEE IT, HANS? I AM EXCLUSIVE IF I WERE TO HAVE A BIG OPEN STORE, ALL 6ERHANY WOULD pCOME TO ME TOR ME AT... AND PROOF.. IN J .
ONE DAY... THEY WOULD CLEAN HE OUTf UNDERSTAND? ah?
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There is much meat in herr heinrich's shop and MANY PEOPLE COME TO BUY. f-
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1 60 TO MY ROOM ANO UNDRESS AND LIE ON MY SOFT BED... SOFT AND WARM AND D RY... —
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ilnflBrJP WAKE UP' ON YOU EAT ANY HERR
YOU?,..
HEINRICH?
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HERE WE ARE
YOUR FEET '
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NO ONE
ALL 6ERMANY HAS MEAT AS If AH..
IN
AS MUCH
ANOTHER CUSTOMER to- IS HERE'
AM STRONG.
I
VES, GUSTAV,
we MEED
FINE.' )
RELAXATION' YOU.. YOU .AlE IN RICK' ANO YOUR WIFE.' COME f FINEfx TO MY HOUSE TONIGHT. /BRING MY WE WILL HAVE /wiFE.' TELL ME' WHERE DO YOU SAY?f 00 YOU LIVE? .
M/
SCHNAPPS WHAT
IT IS
rOH, FRAU SHOTZ. YOU HAVE TASTEO NO THINS UNTIL YOU HAVE TRIED THE IMPORTED
MINES
'
YOU ARE A GENEROUS HEN RICH?
HOST; HERR
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%
GO TO BED, NOW' A Jl GOOONIGHT.
IN MY WINE CELLAR. COME, GUSTAV... FRAU —•'-'T} SHOTZ ' I WLL SHOW B1J you'
SLEEP Vf
I
WILL
OARK HERE' I AM DIZZY' EVERY-
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It
is cold a no damp ano AMD MY TEETH CHATTER
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shiver
..
THIS
WAY,
CORPORAL' THIS CAREFUL? THE
r LISTER,
WAY. BUT BE
ENEMY
IS
JUST OVER
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HANS?
LISTEN?
THAT HILL...
TAKE THIS? YOUR
MAUSER-
An ENEMY
SOLDIER- X SWING AROUND, SEN0IN6 MY BAYONET INTO HIS SOFT BELLY.. .FEEUNG THE CRUNCHING BONE ...HEARING THE SUCKING SOUND-
THERE HE IS, HANS' SET HIM?* rjrT SET HIM? r-rTfl
'6000, HANS' 6000? NOW, SO TO WORK?
I PULL OUT MY BAYONET AND THRUST SLASHING -CUTTING HIM TO RIBBONS.
AGAIN... STABBING
CAREFUL. HANS .
CAREFUL?
..
I
SEE HIS FACE.. POURIM6.
i
ANO
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HIS EYES.. SICK.
AM
.
AND TH E BLOOD POURING
.
WHY 00 YOU STOR?^%
FINISH? FINISH YOUR
work?
V
CHORE? THESE... THEBE IS A BODY ON THE BLOCK? IT IS...
CORPORALI] I_I_HAVE DONE A HORRIBLE I ORDER TERRIBLE THINS? BUT.. .RUT HOW ( i
A
) MANY OTHER TIMES HAVE Z DONE I yovtRH/SH J HERR SHOTZ'kHQ \ YOUR f lTHIS? HOW MANY OTHER TIMES THIS IS HO BAYONET! ASSIGN- U "hAS HE.. ME...? OOOOH...MY HEAD'^k THIS IS A CLEAVER i/ MENT.' If MY MEMORY HANS' J COMING BACK' M IN MY HANO? 1
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WOH.LORD! A * BUTCHER'S 4
OH. HANS?
CHOPPING BLOCK !
RINISH!
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1 REMEMBER^NOW? YES? YES? I WAS A BUTCHERT. A GOOD BUTCHER! THEN, A SOLDIER ? I WAS A SOLDIER AND I KILLED A MAN IN A SHELL HOLE!
THERE WAS AN EXPLOSHJH! EVERY N/SHT HAVE OREAMED OF THAT KILLINS? Y-YOU! YOU MADE ME DO THIS RIEHDISH WORK ..
I
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<YE8f-.YES? YOU ROUND
.
OUT I WAS
A BUTCHER.'
LIKE HO OTHER SHOP IN ALL SERMAHY, YOURS IS PULL OR MEAT' ALL OF THE VISITORS YOU HAVE BROUGHT DOWN HERE! YES ! OR COURSE YOU*
^
^.EXCLUSIVE SHOP IS RILLED WITH
^HUUAN HEAT'rJtj
.
WHILE I DREAMED!
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'hEE.HEE? WELL^iInOS? THAT'S my DELIRIUM DISH FOR THIS ISSUE 0 FCK.S MA6. POOR HANS? ] THAT BLOW ON THE H066/N CLEARED IT TOR A REW MINUTESBUT HE SOON SLIPPED BACK INTO THE OLD 6RIND! ANYWAY, HE WAS PUT INTO A NICE WARM DRYROOM. WITH CUSHIONED WALLS ANO BARRED WINDOWS AND HE NEVER J
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