I’m not 100% sure but I think that like yesterday’s post this is also Hy Fleishman art. The female faces are sort of the giveaway, but also up for comparison is the rotted flesh of yesterday’s post with the gruesome shredded flesh in today’s story. Cripes, that’s gotta hurt! Now, does anyone think the title of this tale makes any sense?
From the August 1953 issue of Dark Mysteries #13