The subdued drone of what sounded like many motors seemed
to come from somewhere beyond the door.
He pushed open the unbarred door and halted just beyond, staring
unbelievingly at the tremendous laboratory in which he found
himself.
Great motors pumped oxygen through low pipes into rows of glass
cages that lined the walls and filled the antiseptically white
chamber from end to end. In the center of the laboratory were
several operating tables with large searchlights focused down upon
them from above.
But the contents of the glass cages immediately absorbed the
earthman's attention.
Each cage contained a giant white ape, standing upright inside,
apparently lifeless.
The top of each hairy head was swathed in bandages. If these
beasts were dead, why then the oxygen tubes running to their
cages?
Carter moved across the room to examine the cases at closer
range. Halfway to the farther wall he came upon a low, glassed dome
that covered a huge pit set in the floor.
He gasped. The pit was filled with dead bodies, red warriors
with the tops of their heads neatly sliced off!
Chapter 5
CHAMBER OF HORRORS
Far below, in the pit, John Carter could see forms moving in and
about the bodies of the dead red men.
They were rats; and as he watched the earthman could see them
dragging bodies off into adjoining tunnels. These tunnels probably
entered the main one which ran into the rats' underground city.
So this was where the beasts got the skulls and bones with which
they constructed their odorous, underground dwellings!
Carter's eyes scanned the laboratory. He noted the operating
tables, the encased instruments above, the anesthetics. Everything
pointed to some grisly experiment, conducted by some insane
scientist.
Within a glass case were many books. One ponderous volume was
inscribed in gold letters: PEW MOGEL, HIS LIFE AND WONDERFUL
WORKS.
The earthman frowned. What was the explanation? Why this
well-equipped laboratory buried in an ancient lost city, a city
apparently deserted except for apes, rats, and a giant man?
Why the cases about the wall containing the mute, motionless
bodies of apes with bandaged heads? And the red men in the pit-why
were their skulls cut in half, their brains removed?
From whence came the giant, the monstrous creature whose
likeness had existed only in the Barsoomian folklore?
One of the books in a case before Carter bore the name "Pew
Mogel". What connection had Pew Mogel with all this and who was the
man?
But more important, where was Dejah Thoris, the Princess of
Helium?
John Carter reached for Pew Mogel's book. Suddenly the room fell
silent. The generators that had been humming out their power,
stopped.
"Touch not that book, John Carter," came the words echoing
through the laboratory.
Carter's hand dropped to his sword. There was a moment's pause;
then the hidden voice continued.
"Give yourself up, John Carter, or your princess dies." The
words were apparently coming from a concealed loudspeaker somewhere
in the room.
"Through the door to your right, earthman, the door to your
right."
Carter immediately sensed a trap. He crossed to the door.
Warily, he pushed it open with his foot.
Upon a gorgeous throne at the far end of a huge dome-shaped
chamber sat a hideous, misshapen man. A tiny, bullet head squatted
upon massive shoulders.
Everything about the creature seemed distorted. His torso was
crooked, his arms were not equal in length; one foot was larger
than the other.
The face in the diminutive head leered at John Carter. A thick
tongue hung partly out over yellowed teeth.
The hulking body was encased in gorgeous trappings of platinum
and diamonds. One claw-like hand stroked the bare bead.
From head to foot there was apparently not a hair on his
body.
At the man's feet crouched a great, four-armed shaggy
brute-another white ape. Its little red eyes were fixed steadily
upon the earthman as he stood at the far end of the chamber. The
man on the throne idly fingered the microphone with which he had
summoned Carter to the room.
"I have trapped you at last, John Carter!" Beady, cocked eyes
glared with hatred. "You cannot cope with the great brain of Pew
Mogel!"
Pew Mogel turned to a television screen studded with dials and
lights of various colors.
His face twisted into a smile. "You honor my humble city, John
Carter. It is with the greatest interest I have watched your
progress through the many chambers of the palace with my television
machine." Pew Mogel patted the machine.
"This little invention of my good teacher, Ras Thavas,"
continued Pew Mogel, "which I acquired from him, has been an
invaluable aid to me in learning of your intended search for my
unworthy person. It was unfortunate that you should suspect the
honorable intentions of my agent that afternoon in the Jeddak's
chambers.
"Fortunately, however, he had already completed his mission; and
through an extension upon this television set, concealed cleverly
behind a mirror in the Jeddak's private throne room, I was able to
see and hear the entire proceedings."
Pew Mogel laughed vacantly, his little unblinking eyes staring
steadily at Carter who remained motionless at the other end of the
room.
The earthman could see nothing in the chamber that indicated a
trap. The walls and floor were all of grey, polished ersite slabs.
Carter stood at one end of a long aisle leading to Pew Mogel's
throne.
Slowly he advanced toward Pew Mogel, his hand grasping his
sword, the muscles of his arm etched bands of steel.
Halfway down the aisle, the earthman halted. "Where is Dejah
Thoris?" His words cut the air.
The microcephalic head* of Pew Mogel cocked to one side. Carter
waited for him to speak.
* A microcephalic head is one possessing a very small brain
capacity. It is the opposite of megacephalic, which means a large
brain capacity. Generally microcephalia is a sign of idiocy,
although in the case of Pew Mogel, the condition did not mean
idiocy, but extreme craftiness, and madness, which might indicate
that, since Pew Mogel was an artificial, synthetic product of Ras
Thavas, one of Mars's most famous scientists, his microcephalia was
either caused by a disease, or by inability of the brain to adapt
itself to a foreign ill-fitting cranial cavity.
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