Zotz!

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That's rightfully

the property of...

Why, it's Astyparaean!

Asty what?

Hey, that's mine.

Yes, yes, I know.

But if you don't...

It's from Eddie.

It's like a fraternity pin

or an engagement ring.

But you don't

understand, darling.

That inscription is in the

ancient Astyparaean language.

Am I supposed to

know what that is?

It's a language that's been

dead for over 5,000 years.

Why, there are only 10 men in the world

who can identify it, much less translate it.

And I can.

But...

Now, look, dear, maybe this

inscription is an ancient love poem.

Something Eddie would

want you to hear, hmm?

Well...

Ah, yes, of course.

"First graspeth thou the

sacred disk in thy left hand.

"Now cometh the

letting of, letting of... "

Letting of...

Blood, of course.

"Letting of blood.

"And the drinking...

Drinking of blood. "

"Now remaineth

only the pronouncing

"of the sacred...

"Sacred name of

the great god, Zotz!"

No! Please! Please!

Let me in!

Please! You can't leave me out

in this storm. Not like this.

Put this on quickly!

Oh. Thanks.

You're welcome.

Now, please go.

Like this?

Well, you can't stay here.

But I have to. It's the most amazing

thing that's ever happened to me.

I'm not going to embarrass you by asking

you how you got into this condition.

After all, I'm

a man of the world.

I was struck by lightning.

You were what?

Well, I was hurrying along, trying

to beat out this sudden storm, when...

Well, I think I was

struck by lightning.

Mmm. I have heard of cases

where people were struck

by lightning and had their clothes

torn off without hurting them.

Usually these people were

branded by the mark of the bolt.

I seem to be all right.

Oh, I'm glad to hear it.

But you can't stay here.

I mean, I'm a bachelor. I don't

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