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From the upcoming feature length film directed by Masquerade Bay:
"Do you know what a plague is?" The condescension that hung in the air was palpable. Donald cowered from the shift in tone. The shadows that draped the room intensified, as though the darkness wanted to suffocate him. "Y-y-yes, Lord, I kn-know what a plague is." Donald could barely look in the direction to whom he spoke. "Really? Enlighten me." The room grew colder with the disembodied voice. "Uh-uuuh... Ummm-- A p-p-plague is-- uhhm.. Sickne--" "Let me stop you there," The voice cut in, "A 'p-p-plague', as you call it, is a widespread affliction or calamity, especially one seen as divine retributon." "Y-yes, m'lord." Donald was sweating profusely. This wasn't going as he had hoped. "For too many years I have been bound within that tome. For too many years, my name has been twisted into myth. And now, the greatest insult? The name I've worked to immortalize is used for nothing more than a sickness. A cough, in the back of history's throat." This wasn't right. Donald had only meant to summon a lesser beast, not this. Something must have been misread, something mustn't be right with the incantation. Something--
From the shadows came a sound so dreadful the apprentice wizard's heart nearly stopped beating. Footsteps. "Look upon me, mortal and know that you will be the harbinger of my revitalization. Together we will make the living world remember what true Plague is." Donald shook with fear as he slowly turned his head to the darkness.
THIS SUMMER.
DAVID SPADE IS:
PESTILENCE.
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