On top of those Strange connections, at some point, the Hood began dealing with Dormammu of the Dark Dimension to dig even deeper into his powers. He later heard that Dormammu took credit for the whole thing, saying he had arranged for the cloak to make its way to that particular warehouse. The idea was that the more that the Hood did with his powers, the larger the foothold the dark one could gain. But, how much can you trust a demon?

During a dark time in the Marvel Comic Universe, Norman Osborn managed to attain great power in the government after the Skrull Secret Invasion and used that for his own nefarious purposes. He even put together a group of villains who could share information and work together called the Cabal. As the person representing a large number of super villain criminals, the Hood found himself with a seat at a table that also included Dr. Doom, Emma Frost, Loki and Namor.

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Coming virtually out of nowhere from the aptly named (at the time) Unknown Identity, The Black Mirror became a cult hit when it arrived in 2003. With its grisly subject matter and relentlessly dark atmosphere, the game oozed tension and delivered plenty of perverse thrills, including your own death in disgusting fashion over and over again. It also ended with one of the most shocking finales of all time, which seemed to bring full closure to the saga of the Gordon family curse, though its surprise popularity ensured a pair of sequels would come nearly a decade later. Both are probably better, more polished games than the original, but for laying the bloody groundwork in such compelling fashion, the first will always be the most memorable.

Full Throttle represented a big step forward both graphically and technically for LucasArts in 1995. The soundtrack featured biker band The Gone Jackals, the first time commercial music had been used in one of their games, while the SCUMM engine was overhauled entirely and the superb voice cast sported names like Tress MacNeille (The Simpsons) and Mark Hamill (Star Wars) on the roster. The cast is first-rate, with the late Roy Conrad's grizzled anti-hero Ben providing a completely new take on the point-and-click protagonist; a guy you can never quite understand and would certainly never want to meet in a dark alley. The art direction was unparalleled at the time, and its bleak, dystopian setting was brought vividly to life with some gorgeous backdrops and cutting edge animation thrown in to round it all off. It may have ended too soon, but Full Throttle was one game that fired on all cylinders while it lasted.

Unfortunately, this is another blow to hopes of Dracula Untold 2 ever happening. The tonal difference between Dracula Untold and Renfield makes it clear that these two movies cannot exist in the same universe. It also suggests there might be more interest in a fun and humorous tone rather than the dark and brooding route the Dark Universe seemed to be heading down with its early entries.

On returning to the house, Hark went to the doorwith an axe, for the purpose of breaking it open, aswe knew we were strong enough to murder the familyshould they be awakened by the noise; but reflectingthat it might create an alarm in the neighborhood, wedetermined to enter the house secretly, and murderthem whilst sleeping. Hark got a ladder and set itagainst the chimney, on which I ascended, and hoistinga window, entered and came down stairs, unbarredthe doors, and removed the guns from their places.It was then observed that I must spill the first blood.On which, armed with a hatchet, and accompanied byWill, I entered my master's chamber. It being dark,I could not give a death blow. The hatchet glancedfrom his head; he sprang from the bed and called hiswife. It was his last word; Will laid him dead witha blow of his axe, and Mrs. Travis shared the samefate, as she lay in bed. The murder of this family,five in number, was the work of a moment; not oneof them awoke. There was a little infant sleeping ina cradle, that was forgotten until we had left the houseand gone some distance, when Henry and Willreturned and killed it. We got here four guns thatwould shoot, and several old muskets, with a poundor two of powder. We remained for some time at thebarn, where we paraded; I formed them in line assoldiers, and after carrying them through all themanuvres I was master of, marched them off to Mr.Salathiel Francis's, about six hundred yards distant.

Although rather gloomy at times, Madison on thisoccasion seemed very cheerful, and his owners thoughtthat he had repented of the experience he had undergoneas a runaway, and in the future would prove amore easily governed chattel. But from the first hourthat he had entered the cabin of the Creole, Madisonhad been busily engaged in the selection of men whowere to act parts in the great drama. He picked outeach one as if by intuition. Every thing was done atnight and in the dark, as far as the preparation wasconcerned. The miniature saws and files were faithfullyused when the whites were asleep.

Notwithstanding the progress Ira had made in learning,no qualities of the mind could compensate, in theeyes of the Americans, for the dark hue of his skin.The prevailing prejudice, so strong among all classes,was against him. This induced his removal to England,where he entered at the Glasgow University,and, under Professor Sandford, obtained severalpremiums, and the medal for Latin composition.

Although the whites and the free colored men werelinked together by the tender ties of nature, therewas, nevertheless, a hatred to each other, even strongerthan between the whites and the blacks. In theearlier stages of the revolution, before the blacksunder Toussaint got the ascendency, several attemptshad been made to get rid of the leaders of themulattoes, and especially Rigaud. He was hated by thewhites in the same degree as they feared his all-powerfulinfluence with his race, and the unyielding natureof his character, which gave firmness and consistencyto his policy while controlling the interests of hisbrethren. Intrigue and craftiness could avail nothingagainst the designs of one who was ever upon thewatch, and who had the means of counteracting allsecret attempts against him; and open force, in thefield, could not be successful in destroying a chieftainwhose power was often felt, but whose person was seldomseen. Thus, to accomplish a design which hadlong been in meditation, the whites of Aux Cayes werenow secretly preparing a mine for Rigaud, which,though it was covered with roses, and to be sprungby professed friends, it was thought would prove asure and efficacious method of ridding them of suchan opponent, and destroying the pretensions of themulattoes forever. It was proposed that the anniversaryof the destruction of the Bastile should becelebrated in the town by both whites and mulattoes,in union and gratitude. A civic procession marchedto the church, where Te Deum was chanted and alloration pronounced. The Place d'Armes was crowdedwith tables of refreshments, at which both whites andmulattoes seated themselves. But beneath this seemingpatriotism and friendship, a dark and fatal conspiracylurked, plotting treachery and death. It hadbeen resolved that, at a preconcerted signal, everywhite at the table should plunge his knife into thebosom of the mulatto who was seated nearest to him.Cannon had been planted around the place of festivity,that no fugitive from the massacre should havethe means of escaping; and that Rigaud should notfail to be secured as the first victim of a conspiracyprepared especially against his life, the commander-in-chiefof the National Guard had been placed at hisside, and his murder of the mulatto chieftain was tobe the signal for a general onset upon all his followers.The officer to whom had been intrusted the assassinationof Rigaud, found it no small matter to screw hiscourage up to the sticking point, and the expectedsignal, which he was to display in blood to his associates,was so long delayed, that secret messengersbegan to throng to him from all parts of the tables,demanding why execution was not done on Rigaud.Urged on by these successive appeals, the white generalat last applied himself to the fatal task which hadbeen allotted him; but instead of silently plunginghis dagger into the bosom of the mulatto chief, hesprung upon him with a pistol in his hand, and, witha loud execration, fired it at his intended victim.But Rigaud remained unharmed, and, in the scufflewhich ensued, the white assassin was disarmed andput to flight. The astonishment of the mulattoessoon gave way to tumult and indignation, and thisproduced a drawn battle, in which both whites andmulattoes, exasperated as they were to the utmost,fought man to man. The struggle continued fiercelyuntil the whites were driven from the town, havinglost one hundred and fifty of their number, and slainmany of their opponents.

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