Call Your Mummy

The pun is on you, the desiccated and execrated don't have mums. What they do have is the eternal burden of carrying plagues and such amongst the various peoples. In these modern 1980's, a mummificated corpse reanimated by curse can't casually careen down the street on Halloween night—at least not as their ancient swaddled self—but incognito! Ha, yes. A conveniently placed masquerade shop was near and the perfect disguise offered itself up. Though, to the mummy, it seemed vaguely familiar. Alas, his eyes were not what they used to be...