“Fantômas. What did you say? I said: Fantômas. And what does that mean? Nothing…Everything! But what is it? No one…And yet, yes, it is someone! And what does this someone do? Spreads terror! ” The Lord of Terror called out to me by sending his calling card to my home, which doesn’t have an official address. Once I opened the envelope and saw the card with the name “Fantômas” on it with an address where I was supposed to meet him, the ink eventually dissolved and I was just left with a blank white card. I left my quarters and walked towards the address he sent me, the Cirque d’hiver in the 11th arrondissement. I was told to wait by the front entrance of the theater.
I enjoyed that Tosh, thanks!