Fiend Without a Face Page #6

- Be careful, Jeff, please.

Yeah, I will.

And be sure and lock this door.

He can't go alone. He won't last

a minute amongst those fiends.

It's too late, Professor.

Somebody had to get through.

Then cover him

as he leaves the house.

And shoot straight.

Don't waste the shot.

- Do you see him?

- No, not yet.

- You can't, Professor!

- It's suicide!

They're my creation.

Perhaps I can control them.

Give Jeff a chance.

Lock it after me.

- That was a brave man.

- What's gonna happen to Jeff?

Take it easy now.

I know that guy.

If anybody can

get through, he can.

Oh, it's been so long

since Jeff left.

Don't even think about it.

It's so quiet.

I wonder what they're up to.

We're almost out of ammunition.

Well, Captain,

let's get started.

Doc, I'll send you some help

as soon as I get over to the air base.

- Thanks, Colonel.

- What about Jeff?

He's been gone for hours.

Jeff! Jeff!

I thought that...

It's okay, honey.

It's all over.

Well, Major,

I'm leaving you in charge.

Report back when you have

the situation well in hand.

- Good luck, Jeff.

- Thanks, boy.

Well, Doc, I hope now

that we got this thing licked,

you'll encourage your people

to cooperate with us.

Well, I reckon

we owe it to you, Major.

And it strikes me you

are setting a very good example.

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