Transcript
It is night. In a cemetery, a black-robed sorcerer declares: “I will have my revenge on this town…I will bring upon them THE FEAST OF THE DEAD!”
Standing in a pentagram with candles, he chants:
Arise, O corpses long at rest! Aid me in my vengeful quest! Shamble forth from gravebound gloom to bring the wretched townfolk doom!
Hands reach out from beneath the ground, and the zombified dead pull themselves from their graves and stand moaning before the sorcerer.
“We have slept so long…”
“Our hunger…is terrible…”
“You shall eat well!” cries the sorcerer. “Go into the town…and feast!” The zombies turn and shamble away as the sorcerer laughs maniacally.
- Feast of the Dead p.1 -
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