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Cut to: a dark graveyard.
A lonely figure stalks the grounds, searching, hungering. He stops by a loanly grave, in the back of the graveyard. Nothing is growing there, no trees, no grass, no flowers. Pan up to the grave, which reads "the Undertaker". The figure pauses, then shoves his hand deep into the earth and pulls out... a handful of worms.
Pan up, and its the boogyman, feasting on his dinner.
What were we talking about again?
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