||A man breaks out of jail on the edge of a desert and vows to cross it. Unfortunately, while a guard fired at him, he must have hit the canteen he prepared as it is now empty. As he pushes himself to crest a dune, he spies an oasis with beautiful women. He rationalizes that it must be a mirage and pushes himself to continue following the compass he has crafted deeper into the desert. After he is gone, the beautiful women wonder why the stranger turned away.
||Pencils: Steve Ditko (signed) | Inks: Steve Ditko (signed)|