Life in Clint City has always meant danger…
… but since Hel, the sorceress, has summoned its deadly magicks…
My darts have no effect on this breed of zombies… Those are bonaﬁde corpses!
The Living Dead are gathering… as if they were waiting for a signal! What are we gonna do?
… the estimated lifetime of its inhabitants is now akin to that of a bunch of rabbits trying to cross a highway!!
Zombies… Charge! léa !!
I was about to say something smells ﬁshy around here, but I don’t see no gills on these rotten faces!
... a miracle ?!
Nothing can save us now…
In Clint City, miracles sometimes come in the most unexpected ways.
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Usually, you would hear Blaaster come from a distance…
… but today, he has decided to use the old surprise technique!
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Blaaster?! He’s out of his mind!!
My mom was right, Hip-Hop makes a man go crazy!
Check this out, kid! The grownups are here!
Nice little party, Klaus! Are we invited?
Let the sound do its thing!
BASS BASS B
ASS Hot diggity… If I ever tell my buddies this one, they’ll have me sent to Baggelheim Asylum…
… It’s Showtime!
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This way, dead muthas!
My zombies!! Come back! You’ll all pay for this!
You have lost, Ielena! Now get back to that cave you call home, before I give you the spanking you deserve!
ASS BASS B S S A B Now you boys line up… … and you go straight ahead!
Ride the Soul Train, bruthas!
End of the line…
Everybody get down!
I’m tell’n ye, Capt’n, ‘tis a bad omen, them cadavers fallin’ from them skies…
Oh yeah? I, for one, think it’s the loveliest welcoming present ever.
Believe me, we’re going to enjoy ourselves here, lads!
The End? no... … for there’s no end to adventure in Clint City!