A dark, gothic, humorous farce. Blake, the King of Death deals with his son, Lance, a wanted killer grim reaper, and Magician, and a strange death as Blake, a coroner, can Lance solve the case.
"You look like death warmed up," teased Lance, the Necromancer seeing his dad Blake, the King of Death in human form in a scarf. "Ha! Ha! Ha!" Blake said, unamused, "How are you?" "Bit tired, but good," said Lance. "No sleep for the wicked," said Blake. Lance was wanted by the police as a serial killer, grimaced.
Blake chuckled.
"What's so funny?" asked the uncle.
"A yellow minion just left!" said Blake.
