1.)

(Demetri and Florence sit on the forest floor, surrounded by candles. They look on in awe as a strange creature emerges from the smoke of a candle.)

FLORENCE: Come forth, unseen creatures!
DEMETRI: Yes! Go Florence!

2.)

(A demon appears, surrounded by an aura of fire. Florence and Demetri look impressed and the demon is imperious.)

SITRI: WHAT WOULD YOU OF SITRI, MORTAL?

FLORENCE: Uhh not mortal but.. Strike down our enemy, demon!

3.)

(The demon looks lascivious and makes a cute pose. Florence looks irritated and Demetri is amused.)

SITRI: The rites are incomplete... Bare yourselves. Huh huh huh.

FLORENCE: Ugh. Thierry spoils them.

4.)

(A sailboat in the distance.)

BLOCKHEAD: Think you’d be a pal and let me die?

THEODORE: Blockhead! What are you saying?

5.)

(Theodore is in the foreground looking lost in thought, Blockhead is irritated behind him with arms crossed. A strange red-eyed figure can be seen behind Blockhead.)

BLOCKHEAD: I‘ve had enough of this. Slavery is illegal, kid.

THEODORE: Oh yes, perhaps you should have a rest. Soon...

6.)

(Theodore turns to see a very creepy demon thing. He doesn't seem to register.)

THEODORE: You work too hard-- eh... What’s all this?

7.)

(Theodore dives away as the demon lurches towards him.)

8.)

(Theodore stabs the demon in the chest with a silver sword, the demon is clutching him. A table with a variety of daggers and horseshoes is overthrown, sending a teacup of blood flying.)

THEODORE: Taste silver, fiend!

9.)

(The demon looks miserable as it disintegrates gorily. Theodore is grossed out.)

SITRI: Fuuuuuucking silver?! I hate that shit!

THEODORE: Crude.

10.)

(The demon floats away flipping Theodore the double deuce. Theo, however, is unmoved and looks jovially for Blockhead..)

SITRI: Bitch.

THEODORE: Ha, oh dear. Blockhead, are you quite all right?

11.)

(Theodore looks concerned as he calls for Blockhead.)

THEODORE: Blockhead...?

12.)

(Theodore looks devastated as Blockhead's hat sails by, lightly on fire still.)

13.)

(Elsinor P. Spot drunkenly waves a bottle of beer around as two fellas in leather jackets look rather cozy.)

ELSINOR: Woo yeah!

14.)

(Ryder hides his head in his hands as Jack tries to comfort him. A variety of thumping and loud Guy Bopper style oldies emanate from the room next door.)

VOICE: WOO ROCK n ROLL

JACK: Oh boo, it’s OK. It’s just not a good time.

RYDER: It WAS a good time. Who parties like THAT? Ughhhh.

16.)

(Jack looks startled as strange blue eyes stare at him symbolically, and he is apparently being summoned.)

DISEMBODIED VOICE : JACK