27 August 2018

Dark Lord's Skulduggery

And now, a tale from the Dada side of the Force.

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EXT. NABOO — NABOO PUBLIC CEMETERY — NIGHT

Deep in the silent, empty cemetery, working alone under the cold evening light of Naboo's three moons, DARK LORD OF THE SITH DARTH VADER is busy exhuming a months-old grave.

With the SCRAPE of metal against wood, Vader finds he has reached the coffin. Clearing earth away with his shovel, he uncovers the lid of the casket. Then wedging the blade of the shovel under the lid, he pries it open. White moonlight falls into the open casket, illuminating the pale form of PADMÉ AMIDALA'S WORM-RIDDEN DECAYING CORPSE.

Tossing the shovel aside, Vader reaches down and takes hold of his dead wife. Hefting the cadaver from the hole, he begins waltzing about the cemetery grounds, the limp figure in his arms.

DARTH VADER: Dance with the dead in my dreams. Listen to their hallowed screams. The dead have taken my soul. Temptation's lost all control.

PADMÉ'S CORPSE: This is no dream! This is really happening!

DARTH VADER: NOOOOOOOOOO!