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CHAPTER XVI The rocket shuddered as the flare behind, even at distance, buffeted the small craft to and fro. Dr. Bedlam glanced around the cockpit; though rivets shivered and struts groaned, the vessel still seemed to hold together. Stretching out a tanned, muscular arm, he drew back the throttle, decreasing fuel flow to the overworked engines; in response, the rocket slowed slightly in its passage through the luminiferous ether. He'd made it! But Dr. Bedlam allowed himself no self-congratulations; the job was not yet done. His tanned, muscular chest still ached, and his tanned, muscular back still bore the marks of the whips of the Voodoo Virgins of the Vengeance Vector! He had allowed himself to be cozened once, and the inhabitants of the planet Gorkulon had paid with their lives. He would not be fooled again! Luck had been with him once, but even he dared not count on such when the fate of the Galaxy was at stake! The Voodoo Virgins would stop at nothing to dominate the Sagittarius Arm, and Dr. Bedlam knew that although the Galaxy Bureau of Investigation was clever and mighty, the wiles of the Voodoo Queen, Squeema, and her hypnotic powers of seduction would catch them unawares. Unless he, Dr. Bedlam, were to get there first... and warn them! Suddenly, a flicker of light on the Omniscioscope caught Dr. Bedlam's attention. "Eh?" he said to himself. "There's no way they could have caught up yet -- unless..." A blip of light appeared on the hemispherical screen. Before his tanned, muscular eyes, it seemed to grow... and grow ... and GROW... TO BE CONTINUED!