Looking back at our awesome Atlas Fest earlier this month, I suddenly realized I made an inexcusable, and rather monumental mistake: How on Earth can we have an Atlas Fest without featuring my all-time favorite artist ever-- Bill Everett??!! Okay. Fixing that la boo-boo now with a real screamer from the June 1952 issue of Journey into Unknown Worlds #11 (Everett also created that incredible cover design too!) And because of my awful, absent-mindedness, I've suddenly decided that we'll continue on this journey into even more unknown worlds by extending / reviving July's Atlas Fest --granted, if I can find enough worthy material-- for the entire month of August! Sound good? Oh, who am I kidding? Like I won't be able to find enough worthy material! It's Atlas after all... see ya's shortly in August for lots rots more!
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Did Dr FilledUp Le Douche, er, Phillip Le Doux, cure any of his *other* dupes, er, patients? If he did, then he at least gave them value for money. This must be the first vampire I've ever seen who was afraid of the fact that he was a vampire unlike the common werewolf tropes. That is if he is a vampire and not just a were...bat...thing.
Everett's faces are so good!
The way Le Doux looked, I half expected him to be working for 'ol Scratch, offering to cure phobias for a small fee, after the patient signed a contract in blood.
The only way this twist could have been more twisted is if Le Doux watched Frankie turn into a vampire, then turn into a vamp himself, and uttering the last word "You too, huh? Small world."
Everett's work was always a ten out of ten, but for his horror work he dialed it up to eleven.
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