Authentic Science Fiction Monthly, No. 65 — page 118: what you’re looking at

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THE ROOM yelled. “‘Isn’t this better than the Hell of the demon king- doms?”’ Gradually, the shafts~ of gold did their work. Dudley Bernard’s frenzy died away. He looked about him and at Bill, as though for the first time. “‘Where am [?” he asked. “In a place which brings. calm and strength to a man’s spirit. Wouldn’t you like to visit here every night when your earth-body sleeps?” Softly, Bernard said: “‘Yes, this is peace, indeed, but there’s much darkness still within me.” “If you'll only be reason- able,” Bill urged, “‘especially regarding Doctor Phillman, you could find a new life, a much better one—and escape the power of the demons. When you awaken in your physical body, go to Phill- man... Go to Phillman!’’ Bill repeated his instruction several times. Bernard nodded before he was tugged back to his physical body. Bill watched him go—like a hawk diving to Earth. Leisurely, Bill returned to the couch and bodily con- sciousness. There, he des- cribed his further adventures to the Psycho and the Princess. It was well into the morning when Dudley Bernard called. He was a changed man. “I’m in your hands, doc,” he said, quietly, “‘and you can write your own cheque. I want to see you expand.”’ Turning to Bill he went on: “‘T’ve a lot to thank you for, young man. Whatever happens I’m on your side now.” Bill only smiled. He left the house with Duvane on his arm. They strolled slowly down the avenue. *‘How would you like two honeymoons, Duvane?’’ he asked. “Two,” she repeated. ““Yes,”’ Bill said, dreamily, “fone on Earth and the other in Marnia.”’ Duvane understood. She laughed joyously. “Always it will be a honeymoon,” she cried. 117 comiclooks.conn