DISCO LAVANTE ONE SHOT Second Printing

We've got lost souls endlessly roaming the void that exists beyond the pale courtesy of a good, old-fashioned suicide cult, and finding that — generally speaking — whatever sort of "existence" there is after this one ends probably isn't all it's cracked up to be. Kinda like life on Earth, I suppose, only weirder, more oppressive and, if you can believe it, even more pointless.