In a post-apocalyptic world ravaged by radiation and chaos, Cooper, known as "The Ghoul," and Babydoll struggle to survive in the harsh wasteland. Haunted by their pasts and torn apart by misunderstandings, they navigate the unforgiving terrain whil...
It's near midnight in a dark dreary cemetery outside of Dom Pedro's compound, 20 years later. A ground of unnamed men have just exhumed Cooper Howards coffin that he had been entombed inside of by Pedro and his men. With the men's guns drawn, a chicken clucking to the side, the door of Coopers coffin was finally opened.
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The sound of the creaking door was deafening as everyone remained silent. It was unsure if the Ghoul would be feral when he was awoken so the men were already on edge.
Rustling from the coffin was heard as the Ghoul stepped forward, his leather clad hand wrapping around the edge of the coffin as he stepped forward into the darkness.
Cooper stumbles forward, trying to catch his breath, scaring the already terrified men, their guns shaking. He coughs deeply trying to get his breath after being stuck in the coffin for 20 years.
The Ghoul groaned and moaned as he stretched his legs and back, attempting to stand up straight, taking in each of the men individually, sizing them up. His bones cracked as he twisted his neck to the side, cowboy hat still on his head.
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Finally, he speaks, "Well, well, well, why is this an Amish production of the Count of Monte Cristo or this is the weirdest circle jerk I've ever been invited to."
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The leader, thinks for a moment, an insidious laugh escaping his mouth, "Welcome back," he says. "I'm Huncho, now you don't even know us."
Cooper interrupts, "No, I do not," he responds low and threatening. His eyes go down to the chicken clucking around the cemetery as they stand in the moonlight.
