Kellogg's Pep, the super delicious cereal, presents the adventures of Superman. Faster than a speeding bullet, more powerful than a locomotive, able to leap tall buildings at a single bound. Look, up in the sky, it's a bird, it's a plane, it's Superman! Having defeated Superman in a titanic battle, Henry Miller, the Nazi atom man, discovered that the solution of kryptonite in his blood, which enabled him to generate atomic power within his own body, had been exhausted. Aware that a woman known as the Scarlet Widow had stolen the original kryptonite fragment, Miller contacted a sinister fat man named Sidney, who traced the widow to her hideout, and demanded that she sell him her last remaining piece of the element. Meanwhile, Jimmy Olsen had been summoned to a small country hospital, where the unconscious Superman, his identity unknown, had been given only a few hours to live. But when Jimmy was led into the room in the hope that he could identify the dying man, Superman had disappeared. As we continue the next morning, Jimmy has returned to Metropolis, and is in the office of Editor Perry White at the Daily Planet. Listen. When I got into the room, Mr. White, the man, whoever he was, was gone. They looked all over the hospital for him and all through the grounds, but they couldn't find him. I thought you said he was unconscious, in a coma. Oh, he was. They didn't expect him to live until morning. So how could he just get up and walk out of the hospital? He couldn't. Somebody must have carried him out. But they couldn't, no, without being seen. The head nurse's desk is right near the door, and somebody was on duty there all the time. Well, maybe they took him out through the window. Anybody think of that? Sure, but the room is on the third floor, and the fire escape is at the other end of the building. Well, they still make ladders, don't they? Huh? Well, sure. Sure they do, but... But who'd go to all that trouble, and why? Henry Miller, of course, or somebody working with him. They found out the fellow wasn't dead, and they were afraid he'd tell who tried to kill him. And maybe what Miller and Teufel were up to, so they took him away. Oh, the poor guy. Miller will certainly finish him this time. Gosh, when I think of those green sparks shooting out of his hand... Oh, stop with those green sparks. It was lightning you saw. Freak storm. No, it wasn't, Chief. I mean, Mr. White. Of course it was. Oh, boy, how I'd like to get my hands on that Miller. Palming himself off as an American war veteran. Getting me to give him a job, and all the time he was a dirty Nazi. What I don't understand is why he took me out to that beach cottage. I never did anything to him. Gosh, Mr. Kent and I thought he was a nice guy. Oh, that reminds me. Kent fancies himself a great detective. Maybe he can find out what this is all about. Where is he? Oh, I don't know. I called his apartment twice this morning. No answer. Yeah, and it's after 10 o'clock. He's probably off on his own hook again. And if he is, he's through this time for good. I warned him. Well, he might have gone to see his doctor. He was sick yesterday morning, you know. Huh? Oh, yes, yes. I forgot. Well, he ought to be along soon, then. Incidentally, remind me to tell him that John Millison wants him to call. He says it's very important. Want me to answer? I am still able to answer my own phone, thank you. Hello? Very wide speak. Oh, hello, Doc. Hello. No, no, I haven't forgotten, but Kent hasn't been in yet. Yes, I know he isn't at his apartment, and he'll probably be in soon. It's payday, and he usually condescends to drop in then. You sure I can't help you? I see. Well, all right, I'll make sure he calls you the moment he comes in. You're welcome. Goodbye. Millison again. I wonder what he's so well-fired eager to get a hold of Kent for. Oh, is that Dr. John Millison, the big scientist? Yes. He says he must talk to Kent at once. I just remembered. Mr. Kent sent me over to his laboratory with something a few weeks ago. Eh? With what? Oh, I don't know what it was. It seemed to be just a sliver of green metal, but burned when you held it in your hands. It was in a flower pot in a scarlet widow's apartment. I see. Now, of course, Kent wouldn't tell me about it. I'm only his editor. I'm not supposed to know what stories he's working on until he decides to take me into his confidence. I will... Oh, here's Mr. Kent now. Well, it's about time. What the... What's that outfit you've got on, Kent? What's the idea of the overalls, Mr. Kent? Well, well, well, why don't you answer? What are you standing there for? Come in. Well, come on. Explain yourself. Where have you been? And what in tarnation is the idea of dressing up in those dirty overalls? But... Kent. Kent, what's the matter? Grab him, Olsen. He's gone to fall. I... Here. Sit down in this chair, Mr. Kent. Gosh, what's the matter? What happened? I don't know. Since... Since... You don't know. Olsen, get him a glass of water. Okay. Never mind. Wait, there's water here in my door. What do you mean you don't know, Mr. Kent? Were you in an accident or something? Accident? Yes. No. Yes, no. Don't bother him yet. Don't bother him. Here. Here, come. Drink this. Oh, thanks. Do you feel any better now? I feel strange. Strange? Well, how do you mean? I'm weak. I'm tired. I've been walking. Walking. Walking? Walking where? I don't know. Just walking. I couldn't get myself up in the air. Huh? He's out of his mind. We've got to find out what happened to him. Now, come on, Kent. Try to pull yourself together. What happened to you? Where did you get those overalls? From a farmer. Farmer? What farmer? I met him on the road. He gave me a ride. He was a nice man. I had on pajamas. He gave me these overalls. You were on a road somewhere in your pajamas? Good God, Fred. Why? I don't know. I can't remember anything after the fight. Oh, so that's it. He was in a fight and somebody beat his brains out. He ought to know better. He can't fight. Wait a minute. Wait a minute. Couldn't have been in a fight. There isn't a mark on him. Well, that's right. Gosh, what is wrong with him, Chief? He's having a nervous breakdown, that's what. Lois was right. Superman should have left him in that rest home. Yes. Superman. What about Superman? I had to come here and tell you. Tell you. You have to tell us what. Atom Man. Atom Man? Yes. Miller. I must stop. Are you talking about Henry Miller? Yes. He's Atom Man. Box. On his throat. Power. He's nutty as a squirrel. Olsen, call her. I know what he means. He means Miller's the Atom Man. What? Now, look here, Olsen. Don't you go crazy, too. That must be it. Those sparks shooting out of Miller's hands. And he was a Nazi. And he was with Teufel. And before Teufel escaped to Germany with the kryptonite, he said he was going to create an Atom Man to destroy Superman. That was why Mr. Kent was so worried. Don't you remember? Yes, I remember all right. Kent wouldn't listen to me, and he worried himself into a nervous breakdown. An Atom Man destroying Superman. I've heard enough of that nonsense from Kent. Now, I don't want to hear any more of it from you. But I... I said stop it. Well, God.