Fiend Without a Face Page #3

Repeat, Test Baker is completed.

Return to base. Over.

- Roger and out.

- Okay, Sergeant, let's close shop.

Jacques Griselle's sum of good

overshadows the other.

What has he marked up

in the ledger for good...

as against the ledger for bad?

He was a good and generous man...

And now we consecrate the worldly

remains of our beloved Jacques...

to the good earth

from whence he sprang.

- Closer and closer.

- Thank goodness the cows

are getting used to them.

Aye.

Are we eating soon?

It'll be ready in a minute.

I just want to feed the chickens first.

Amelia! Amelia!

Amelia! Amelia!

What is it?

What is it?

What happened?

Amelia!

- Can I see you home, Barbara?

- No, thank you, Mayor.

I think I better go back with Professor

Walgate, keep my mind occupied.

Are you sure you want to?

My work can wait, you know.

Say, Mayor!

Ben Adams and his wife are dead,

same as young Griselle.

- Where?

- Up at their farm.

At the edge of the air base.

But Mayor Hawkins, you're taking

a great deal for granted.

There is absolutely no evidence...

pointing to radioactive fallout...

or radioactive

contamination of any kind.

Yes, we'll do everything we can,

I assure you.

Yes. Yes. Good-bye.

In addition to our headaches

with the Pentagon,

we're now being accused of killing off

the people in this town.

Perhaps they'd cooperate,

sir, if we could explain more

about our antimissile program.

- Not the secrets...

- You know that's impossible, Jeff.

Come in.

It'll be rough

if the town turns against us.

Sir, we began a complete

investigation of the Adams farm,

but the local constable,

a man named Gibbons,

told us to get off the place.

Said it came under his jurisdiction,

and we had no business being there.

What kind of cooperation

do you call that?

They're nervous, upset. We've got

to find out how those people died.

Suppose you get

all of the Adams' relatives.

See if you can persuade them

to let us do an autopsy.

- Yes, sir, I'll try.

- Reassure them. Promise them anything.

But get hold of those bodies.

I made a complete autopsy

on both cases.

I called Dr. Bradley in to check

my findings, and our opinions concur.

It's fantastic.

On examination

of the skull of Mr. Adams,

I noticed two small holes on

the base of the occipital region here.

They penetrated

to the medulla oblongata,

where the spinal cord

meets the brain.

I opened the skull

to investigate and found this.

The brain, it's gone!

Yes, sucked out like an egg

through those two holes.

That's not all.

The entire spinal cord is missing.

But it...

it's incredible.

It's as if some mental

vampire were at work.

Where has the brain

and spinal cord gone?

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