White Zombie Page #2

You give me what I want,

and you may ask anything.

No! Not that!

Only a pin point,

monsieur Beaumont,

in a glass of wine

or perhaps a flower.

Take it.

The time is very brief.

You must do your share if

I am to help you.

Keep it, monsieur.

Keep it.

You may change your mind.

Send me word when you use it.

- Ill find another way.

- There is no other way.

They are driving away evil spirits!

Close it, close it!

Mademoiselle!

I love you, Madeline, more than anything else

in this whole world, dear.

Heaven or hell lies in this

little moment for me.

You could raise me up to paradise or

you could blast my world into nothingness.

I can make you the envy of every woman.

Id give my life to make you happy!

Oh, listen to me dear

before its too late!

Dont, please.

Dont go into that room.

We can be in Port-au-Prince

in half an hour.

Theres a boat sailing at midnight.

Youve been so wonderful.

Dont spoil everything now.

One last gift

before I lose you forever!

We are gathered together here

in the sight of God,

and in the face of this company,

to join together this man, this woman

in holy matrimony.

This is the night of nights!

A toast to the bride!

To beautys queen!

Gladly, My Lord!

Leave but a kiss

within the glass.

Fair gypsy, read my fortune.

What do you see in the glass?

I see

happiness...

I see love, far more than you

can bear.

Is that all?

No.

I see...

I see...

What is it?

I see death.

Death?

Madeline, whats wrong?

Madeline my dear, please.

, no...

Madeline?

Madeline?

Cant we do something?

Please, please.

Madeline!

Not my wife. My wife!

Praise of our lord and saviour

and the love of

god and the fellowship

of his angels.

Be with us ever more. Amen.

Neil, Neil...

Neil...

Neil...

Neil...

Look!

Zombies!

Yes.

They are my servants.

Did you think we could do it alone?

In their lifetime they were my enemies.

Ledot, the witch doctor.

Once my master.

Secrets I tortured out of him.

Von Gelder, the swine.

Swollen with riches.

He fought against my spells until the last.

In him I have a struggling type.

His Excellence, Richard.

Once minister of the interior.

Scarpia, Brigand Chief. Marcquis,

Captain of Gendarmerie. And this...

this is Chauvin. The high

executioner,

who almost executed me!

I took them

just as we will take

this one.

But what if they

regain their souls?

They would tear me to pieces.

But that, my friend,

shall never be.

Madeline!

Madeline!

Madeline!

Madeline!

Theres two explanations

that strike me,

either the body was stolen by the

members of a death cult

that use human bones in their

ceremonies, or else...

Or else what?

Shes not dead.

Not dead?

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