Regarding my dispute with Leng the Torturer

Image from "Secret of the Space Monster," DC Comics 1958

Image from “Secret of the Space Monster,” DC Comics 1958

When Leng the Torturer captured me, I pretty much knew what would happen. Okay, I thought as his oily henchmen trooped down the corridor, stopped, and trooped back to my hiding place. Now for torture. That’s what Leng does. Whole squadrons of space marines have vaporized themselves rather than be taken as his prisoners, and I would have done the same if I’d had a vaporizer or been wearing a belt and sitting in a chair. But they got me.

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