Journey to the Seventh Planet Page #3

we've seen out here.

Could it be a lava flow?

It looks molten.

But how does that figure?

A molten mass and everything frozen solid?

Look, it moved when I shot at it.

You have come to me...

feeble, stupid men...

armed only with courage...

and foolish weapons.

You have come to destroy me...

but my weapons are more powerful

than yours.

Your own fears...

have created the means of your destruction.

Come then! Challenge me!

We shall see who survives.

Quick, this way.

Snap out of it! Karl!

All right, Karl, Don...

when I yell, run.

Now!

- Commander, l...

- Save it, Karl.

That was quite a reception committee

our host dreamed up for us.

Why couldn't he have thought of something

more pleasant?

Eric.

Don.

Now, that's better.

- Well, what are we waiting for?

- Easy, Don.

Look, Commander,

this kind of monster I can handle.

No, Don. We're going back to the ship.

We're overdue as of right now.

Granted that something,

some entity, is able to create those things...

taking them right out of our minds.

What about that weird-eyed monster?

It was of the rodent family.

Couldn't possibly exist

in the temperature of Uranus.

All right, where did it come from?

From me.

I have always had an abnormal fear of rats.

That's why I couldn't stand up

to that rat thing.

Of course.

That's it.

Our deepest, greatest fears...

are being dug up from our subconscious...

by whatever the power is out there,

and pitted against us.

There's something else now.

What?

Do you mind

if I ask you a personal question, Eric?

Shoot.

- Have you ever been in love?

- I don't see...

Now, Eric. We're all in this together.

No, I haven't.

That little lady, Ingrid.

Don't you think she's just about perfect?

I do.

There now, you see.

It's not only our fears and weaknesses,

it's also our greatest desires.

You're right, Barry.

Our minds are being probed like mice.

Lab specimens.

Whoever's running this show

obviously doesn't want to kill us...

outright, that is.

It would be simple enough.

Just make our little paradise

out there disappear.

And now, I ask why.

I can only think of one answer

that makes sense.

What's that?

To find out what makes us tick.

That strange substance, on the mountain,

in the pit...

What about it?

The rat creature seemed to appear

just after Karl fired into it.

- There could be a connection.

- There could.

It seemed to withdraw into the mountain.

There must be a passage, a tunnel,

or several of them.

The cave.

Exactly. That's where we'll have to go.

But first, I'd like to gather

as much information as possible...

and I'll see if I can learn anything

from that village girl.

- We'll need to know as much as we can.

- Of course.

Paradise Uranus.

Complete with rats, several Eves,

and even your apples.

I ask you, Ingrid...

who, what is behind it all?

- It is only little I know, Eric.

- Tell me.

- It is the power.

- What power?

There is a being,

a lone being on this planet.

- Where does it come from?

- From space and time itself.

Go on.

It's the mind of this being, its brain.

It can use its brain at nearly full capacity.

- Where is this being?

- Everywhere, in thought.

It took over our minds in the ship, didn't it?

- Yes.

- Why doesn't it do that now?

Conditions are not right.

Out there, your minds were free and light.

The weightlessness.

How do you know all this?

I...

just do.

And this being is creating all this?

Then we'd better leave here.

Right now.

It will never let you go alive.

Your courage is great...

but I am still here.

I will...

destroy you.

We'll have to be back here

in one hour and 50 minutes.

Stay together.

Let's go.

Radiation, Karl?

Temperature?

Minus 37 degrees.

It's getting warmer.

What's that?

It's just the reflection of my torch.

- We've been traveling for almost an hour.

- Don't you think we should turn back?

We have plenty of oxygen yet.

That blue light seems to pulsate.

Let's take a look.

The power. The alien being.

Radiation?

The pulsation corresponds

exactly to that blue light.

There's the answer.

That brain thing sends out the radiation.

We'll have to destroy it.

Get away from here.

Invaders...

of my universe...

you are doomed.

Your destiny is to die.

No good. Let's get out of here.

Not that way, over here.

We'll never make it up there

before that creature gets here.

- We'll have to fight it.

- How? Nothing stops it.

There's one chance. No time to explain.

Do as I do. Spread out.

Aim for the rocks above.

The oxygen.

We've only got one-third left.

We better go back.

We'll have to hurry. Come on.

You're bleeding.

My suit. It's torn. I'm losing air.

- Come on. Give me a hand.

- No. Wait.

We've only got a few minutes of air.

You'll never make it with me.

- We can sure try.

- No.

I can't stop my air from leaking out.

- Come on.

- No. This is an order. Leave me here.

I won't.

Don, we'll have to stop the bleeding.

- Let him bleed.

- What did you say?

Let him bleed.

Remember the temperature here?

The blood will freeze instantly,

and seal the tear.

He's right.

It's working, sir. We'll get you out of here.

Don't be a stubborn fool, Don.

You'll never make it.

Ingrid!

Don't talk.

- How?

- They brought you back.

- The others?

- They're all fine.

Lie still.

What's the matter, darling?

I don't know.

I feel restless, uneasy.

You're still a little weak, that's all.

I guess I feel a little guilty,

having slept half the day away...

when there's so much to be done.

It's more than that.

You were unconscious for three days.

What?

Yes, they brought you here

more than three days ago.

Where's Karl and Don? Get them.

They're not here.

- Not here? Where are they?

- Probably in the village.

What the devil are they doing in the village?

Have you all lost your minds?

Don, I didn't think you would fall for it.

We all know that

nothing in this place is real.

Not one of those girls really exists.

The alien enemy is trying to destroy us

with our stupidity and our weaknesses.

But you!

You play right into his hands just the same.

We've still got time, sir.

and every hour brings us

further and further...

from our optimum orbital position.

Soon, we won't have fuel enough

to make it back.

What can we do?

We can figure out a way

to destroy that thing in the cave.

Fire, sir?

No, Don. There's no oxygen down there,

nothing will burn.

An acetylene torch would.

Too small.

Wouldn't even give it the hot foot.

Barry's right.

- Sir, couldn't we build one?

- Build a what?

Some sort of modified acetylene torch

big enough to do the job.

- The lad's got it.

- How about it?

It can be done. Take a little work.

We've got enough of the compound.

But we'll need a booster.

We can draw liquid oxygen

from the ship's fuel system.

Make a double wall,

dual-type tank to transport it in.

Right.

We can work at the blacksmith's shop

in the village.

Okay. Let's go.

Don?

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