How IS Martin Mulled these days?

Well, guess we'll just have to do it for him folks.

Pick a style. I'll start with Poe.

"The wind howled outside the showroom; gasping, shrieking, whispering and finally screaming it's hellish warning...but I continued walking towards the small black box. I knew what I might find inside, but I steeled myself against the horror, for what value is pleasure without possible instant death? In one violent move I undid the clasps, threw back the lid and....there she lay! Pale and white as the day she left her maker. I thrust my hand boldly towards her neck.....and grasped it! She was mine, yes mine forever more.....and then I saw them! My heart, already beating more rapidly than ever before, gave a huge protest, my chest constricted, my eyes fairly popped from their sockets..........OH....MY...GOD! Fuckin' Elixer strings!

rk