Chamber of Darkness #7

In "I Wore...The Mask of Drothor!", a desperate artist crafts a mask inspired by an ancient sorcerer’s face, only to find his own features slowly reshaping as he dons it—transforming into something monstrous during a daring robbery at a secluded mansion. The story unfolds with creeping dread, as identity blurs and the line between creator and creation begins to vanish.

In "I Found the Abominable Snowman!" from *Chamber of Darkness* #7 (1970), a desperate thug braves the frozen peaks of the Himalayas, chasing a monstrous prize he believes will make him rich—armed only with a photograph he insists proves the creature’s existence. As the locals warn him away, calling the image cursed, his obsession drives him deeper into the snow and silence, where isolation begins to warp his mind. The story’s chilling descent into madness unfolds with quiet dread, leaving the line between hunter and hunted dangerously blurred.