I asked Dave Brenn for help making a zombie.
He showed me a technique he'd learned years ago from the caretaker of an old cemetery on the outskirts of Darmstadt. He wouldn't say much about what happened there, but he gave me two rules.
Never give it a name. And whatever happens, make sure it's popped before sundown.
Honestly, it all seems a little bit overly dramatic.
Besides, Mr. Dippel came out great.
At 8pm, there were three soft knocks on my door.
Almost courteous.
Then they jiggled the handle ...
He showed me a technique he'd learned years ago from the caretaker of an old cemetery on the outskirts of Darmstadt. He wouldn't say much about what happened there, but he gave me two rules.
Never give it a name. And whatever happens, make sure it's popped before sundown.
Honestly, it all seems a little bit overly dramatic.
Besides, Mr. Dippel came out great.
At 8pm, there were three soft knocks on my door.
Almost courteous.
Then they jiggled the handle ...
Tonight's tale puts a new twist on name-calling,
Arose by any other name, but still smells as rotten!
Arose by any other name, but still smells as rotten!
Mwahahahahahaa! *snort*
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