The Man from the Future (continued . . .)




Janno dived his stricken craft towards a broad river. Will I make it ? I’ve blown off the canopy. There’s still a chance. Janno kicked his way out of the wreckage. I’m safe— if only my lungs . . . hold . . . out ! But as he clawed his way to the bank . . . Come out with your hands on your head ! Later, he was interrogated. Why did you start the attack at dawn ? I have nothing to say. Toth Zandu informed us you were coming at midday ! So Toth Zandu is the traitor ! The traitor was already marked for punishment. Later, in another part of the Caton headquarters, grim orders were given. You are the one who first made contact with Toth Zandu ? Yes, sir ! You will accompany this trained killer to Trigan City. You will lead him to the victims residence and point him out. Then you will render any necessary assistance in eliminating Toth Zandu !
All that day, bells rang throughout the Trigan Empire in honour of the victorious attack. Toth Zandu was baffled and frightened. Cato is now in desperate straits for, despite their recent victories on land and sea, they are now without air-cover. It can’t be true ! I read of the Trigans’ defeat in the future. When dusk fell over Trigan City, a high- flying aircraft dropped two avengers. Toth Zandu was alone in his luxury villa when they burst in on him. I think you can guess why we’re here, double-dealer ! As he sped towards the city centre, he heard a sound behind him. The assassins from Cato were instantly surrounded by a sheer-sided projectile-proof wall that rose from the floor. Later, Toth Zandu left his villa and climbed into his hover-auto. Fools ! Though I know that no harm is destined to come to me, I take reasonable precautions against my enemies. This new development makes my position insecure. I must go to the Emperor and give him a number of sensational predictions about the future. Then I am safe, no matter what. Toth Zandu’s hand stabbed a button. You ! What do you want ? Vengeance ! It was Toth Zandu’s sworn enemy—the one he had cheated out of a fortune.

This instalment was originally published in Look and Learn issue no. 697 on 24 May 1975.

 

The Man from the Future (continued . . .)




Rent by an internal explosion following a fire in the engine room, the great vessel rolled over and was soon plunging to the ocean bed.
And now, in a lighter vein . . . the holder of the lucky ticket in the current Imperial Lottery draw. We take you over to the Imperial Lottery headquarters, to see the lucky winner. Before the envious gaze of millions, the red- headed individual became a multi-millionaire. Toth Zandu, I have pleasure in presenting you with a bank draft for two million thullars and twenty-five thousand zersts. I thank you. One viewer was more than envious, he was FURIOUS ! It’s him ! The fellow who bought my ticket off me for five thousand zersts ! And the ticket’s won ! You threw away a fortune, you fool ! How was I to know it was going to win ? Come to think of it, how did he know ?

This instalment was originally published in Look and Learn issue no. 691 on 12 April 1975.

 

The Lost Years (continued . . .)




One small detail disturbed his contentment . . . Strange ! In my night- mare, there was a tall young tree here—and here’s a sapling that will grow into just such a tree in about three years’ time ! And I hadn’t noticed it before. Later that year, on Air-Fleet Day, the Trigan Empire was given over to a national holiday. Narri and his family joined the jubilant crowds. Here comes the Air Fleet ! The pride of the Trigan Empire flashed over the great city in faultless formation. As part of the celebrations, a certain ceremony was held in the throne-room of the Imperial Palace. Ossan, I appoint you Marshal-in-Chief of the Trigan Air Fleet . . . Narri saw it relayed, live—along with thousands of others—in the Great Square. Its Ossan ! The traitor ! The one who wiped out the Imperial Family and set himself up as Dictator ! It was then that Narri realised what had happened to him. Narri ! What’s come over you ? Everyone’s staring at us ! It’s just as Roffa told it to me ! Only, it’s all in the future ! When I fell asleep on that mountain side, I was granted a vision of what will be taking place here in three years’ time !

This installment was originally published in Look and Learn issue no. 571 on 23 December 1972.