Chikara nodded and stepped out, holding his Saber hilt in his hand. He walked down the path iluminating a torch in his cloak. "Watch your step." He stepped through countless skeletal figures and the crunching of femurs and other bones echoed down the long hall.
A long time ago... In... 1987... Came the world's greatest Sci-Fi spoof from a Jewish Man's Basement. Long Live President Scroob.