Island of Terror

- Jelly!
- Aye. Like nothing I've ever seen.

There was no face just a horrible
mush with the eyes sitting in it.

Where did this happen?
Up near the peninsula,
on the path to Parson's Cove.

- Did anyone else see it?
- No, no, I don't think so.

Come on, I'll get my hat and coat.
We'll go over there.

It's a body,
but I can't recognise it.

- Those are Ian Bellow's clothes.
- Yes.

- What's happened to him?
- I don't know.

As far as I can tell, the body
doesn't seem to have any bones.

No bones?
You see.
I have to make a closer examination.
Let's get it back to the village.

- I'll get something to carry it on.
- I'll wait here.

Hurry up, will you?
It's definitely Ian. I recognised
the appendectomy scar and birth mark.

My God.
What will I tell Mrs. Bellows?

I'll come with you and give her
a sedative. She'll need it.

Don't mention the condition
of the body.

Of course not. I understand.
In fact, I don't want
this mentioned to anyone.

They'll have to know soon enough.
Not until I find out
what we're dealing with.

What are you going to do?
First, I'll go and see Phillips,
I need expert help.

- This is quite beyond my knowledge.
- What if he won't help, or can't?

I'll take the emergency launch and
visit Brian Stanley in London.