The city is headed for a disaster of biblical proportion.

What do you mean, biblical?

What he means is Old Testament, Mr. Mayor, real wrath of God-type stuff.

Fire and brimstone coming down from the skies, rivers and seas boiling.

Forty years of darkness, earthquakes, volcanoes.

The dead rise in from the great.

Human sacrifice, dogs and cats, living together, mass hysteria.

T-B-T-L.

So what I would do is I put on Afro-Caribbean paint, like a white and black paint, and black

out my eye.

So I looked like a sort of Afro-Caribbean voodoo icon, and then I would sew in bits of

Egyptian artifacts that were thousands of years old into my costume and gather some

onyx or termally, or something that was meant to have vibrations.

And who knows if it works or doesn't.

And I would walk on the set and then wouldn't speak to anybody, wouldn't say a word.

So I projected this aura of horror, which created fear of my fellow actors, which then inspired

me to believe I really was this character.

I'm sorry, I failed you, both as a scary monster and a friend.

Is this for real?

It's called the Dark Web, so I can find all the cool stuff.

One more vampire joke, and I'm gonna walk right back there, go into my coffin, and I'm not

coming out, okay?

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