Planet Plague Page 8
by John Whitman
EPILOGUE
Several days later and ten thousand light-years away, on a shuttle rocketing toward his own secret citadel, the evil Shi'ido scowled. His plan had failed. Hoole had discov- ered a cure, making his virus useless. He would just have to start again with a new organism. The Shi'ido put his hand on a small vial that was tightly sealed to prevent the escape of its deadly, electroscopic contents...
