Chapter 778:
or the downfall of the whole bloody artworld
The Astro-Men were nobody's fools. They called for back-up.
At first, what sounded like the rustle of taffeta, soon escalated
to an earshattering din. The troops had arrived and they
were ready for battle.
Slipping in through the back door of Surrealism, the Astro-Men
in their deluxe Tom Corbett's Space Cadets rocketship, quickly
took command of the museum. But where to begin?
The wholesale destruction of the art world was not an easy task.
What happened to the curators? And where on earth is Felix?
Is it too late? Suddenly a motorcycle cop whizzed past
the Man Ray. Someone had dialed 911. But what could one
motorcycle cop manage to do against the armies of the Astro-Men?
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