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He went next to a vat, bathed
In a flood of green light,
Where lay the body of a
man, which he had cultivated
From a single cell...

...it needed only intel-
legence. Turjan of Miir
held that knowledge, but
refused to part with it.

Mazarian pondered the
creature in the vat. Might
not it's brain be ordered
and pliant? He would discover.v
Mazarian
injected a
minim of
drug into the
neck...

The body
twitched...

The eyes
opened, winced
In the green
glare.
Mazarian watched
intently; perhaps
he has stumbled
on the right syn-
thesis for the
brain.

SIT UP!

RAGH!

KRACK!

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