Well, rims, here's chunk seven of the late Hubbard's million-word picture-less comic book. Yes, Voltarian Apparatus leg-man Soltan Gris is still trying to kill our hero, super-agent Jettero Heller, and his lover the Countess Krak. (There are other things going on, but it's impossible to ascertain who's doing what to whom, or why.) Be reassured, then, that within these covers you will find dazzling sequences like: ""The security men were landing in a disorderly pile./ZWOOP!/My own legs went in six directions at once and I rocketed down the steps in a power dive./I landed on my head./Security men were all around me in piles./The security officer at the top screamed, ""GET THAT VEHICLE NUMBER!"" Then he started down./ I looked at the speeding van. it was roaring down an alley and away./IT HAD NO LICENSE PLATES!""/etc. Pearls before swine, no doubt. Go to, ye faithful.