Tom versus the Flash number 253 or I've fallen asleep in a junkyard. It's no big deal.

Welcome back for the Flash number 253 this September 1977 issue featuring a cover

Penciled by Rich Buckler, inked by Jack Abel, with the editor being Julie Schwartz. Our story is,

Don't Mess with the Molder, written by Carrie Bates, penciled by

Irvnovick, inks by Frank McLaughlin, colored by Jerry Serp, and lettered by Ben Oda. The Molder, is he elongated man? Is the elongated man the Molder? Is it a crook posing as an elongated man as a criminal? Alongated man loses mind? We'll find out in this issue. we begin with the last issue left off.

Flash melted by the Mulder into a pool of melted plastic. an elongated man loses mind. We'll find out in this issue. We begin with the last issue left off.

Flash melted by the molder into a pool of melted plastic on the tarmac of the central city airport.

The molder had just melted a super sonic jet, very expensive, $34 million jet.

And now he has shown everyone in the city that he's in charge because it was,

of course, televised. The jet melting now, the flash melting. In fact, we get a panel of all the

antennas on the roofs of buildings of Central City. People love their TV in Central City. Big problem

if you fly around in that city. Some of the people that have seen the flash melted down include Iris Allen, his wife, who's freaking up because yes, her husband just got melted.

Sue Dibney, who saw Ralph in his disguise and the crowd and now thinks Ralph has melted the flash,

which he did. She's wondering why he would do that to his best friend. He was just supposed to be undercover. More on that in a second. We go to the airport where the Mulder just tells the camera crews go, leave. You've gotten your scoop. Go, get out of here. Does any of the brave newsmen of Central City stand up to the Mulder say, you will pay for what you've done to the flash you fool you buffoon

no they all they wind up their cords pack up their cameras and leave his their pussies central

city newsmen are pussies and there's just the proof of it so all this left on the tarmac is the

molder the old guy from the chain gang that the Molder was trying to impress and the guy from the

chain gang aesthetic the flash is gone. The molder has incredible powers. He's in there, he lights up a cigarette, he's excited, he notices he's shrinking. He's getting smaller and smaller. What could it be? He's being melted into a pool of plastic because the molder realizes he doesn't need the chain gang guy anymore. If he says power, if you can beat the flesh, he doesn't need anyone, he doesn't need a partner.

He leaves the chain gang guy anymore if he says parr if you can beat the flash he doesn't need anyone he doesn't need a partner he leaves the chain gang guy half

melted on the tarmac that's a big problem and that's what what does fate behold for that man

we see the molder turn the corner look, because the police come up to the area.

They got all these people melted, ambulances.

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