Posted on October 18, 2025October 21, 2025 by YarriThe Faith Healer Janno was on holiday, enjoying the wild and exhilarating sport of water-planing. And then . . . someone saw Janno’s peril . . . Hey ! Look where you’re going. . . . Too late ! They picked him up out of the water, unconscious from the tremendous shock of the impact. He was rushed to hospital. Immediate and skilful treatment, added to his strong constitution, soon had the young air fleet pilot back on duty. But not for long . . . Headache again ? Yes. It attacks me without warning and nearly drives me out of my mind. I won’t be able to fly this morning. The best medical treatment that Elekton had to offer did nothing for the Emperor’s nephew. The attacks grew worse. Soon, Janno was spending most of his time in a darkened room. Why did it have to happen to me ? Nastor was a professional gambler, whose one aim in life was to make a quick and easy fortune. An ambition that, alas, forever seemed to be thwarted. I’ve got a feeling that tonight is going to be my night. I’ll risk everything I have on one spin of the wheel. Needless to say, on this occasion, Nastor’s luck failed him again. I’m ruined. Ruined. He walked out into the night. The stormy sky matched the turmoil in his mind. What am I going to do ? He walked to the end of the quay. And then it happened —a flash of lurid light, a deafening crash of thunder. Eaaaaaaghh ! Others came running . . . Did you see that fellow being struck by lightning ? Yes ! He was over there, by the end of the quay. He’s gone . . . disappeared ! Next morning, just after Elekton’s twin suns had risen, a fisherman saw something—someone —lying in the surf. By all the stars ! Aaaaahhh . . . ahh . . . This instalment was originally published in Look and Learn issue no. 718 on 18 October 1975.
