Just like Martin Luther King, I had a dream...

except in mine I was at a garden party where one of the guests suddenly floated up into the air and was shot.

everyone panicked except me and Ms. Marple who soon realised that the dead man was the Mekon. We investigated and discovered that the killer was a Treen named Lurpak.

it wasn't as deep or as profound as MLK's but at least now the Mekon won't be terrorising the 1950s of the future & Mars is free of his tyranny but I bet Dan Dare is spitting feathers at not being there at the end.

Ms. Marple for the win.