PS 606
MAY 03
31
PS 606
MAY 03
30
…you’ve got to
be kidding! a
planet ruled by
apes?
they
don’t even have
firearms…
but they’re
strong…
and swords
and spears
can do
plenty of
damage.
they’re not
very smart.
look at this
place!
what
happened!?
our
people
say…
for-
ever.
maybe
it still
works?
hello… anyone who’s
listening… this is
commander rowden of
the u.s.s. ranger. our
filters were clogged
and our computers
failed.
evidently,
no one
changed
them.
we’re in a
freefall…
heading for an alien
planet below. someone
should’ve done pm on
our equipment.
that’s the
end of the
message.
what now?
we have to
get ready…
the
apes
will come
after us.
wait!
looks
like
guns
here.
maybe
they’ll be
usable.
I wonder
how
long
it’s been
here!?
the ceiling’s
falling… bars
rusting… door
splitting…
I’ll bet the
hinges have
never
been
oiled…
…practically
falling apart…
…oops!
we’re
out.
but
they’ll
find us.
we’ve
got to
get out
of the
city.
even the
apes stay
away.
oh, no!
that’s
my ship!
after hours
of running in
shadows…
at beamish’s insistence, the
group enters the ship…
it’s a
strange
place.
look…
a video
console!