1.)

(Florence is running from a minotaur, in a dark parking lot.)

2.)

(The chase continues. Florence is wearing elaborate lace stockings and tall shoes.)

FLORENCE: (thinks) Mama, help me!   I can’t do this!

3.)

(She offers a prayer to the spirits, clasping her hands together and closing her eyes.)

FLORENCE: P-please! Any of you, help me!

4.)

(The Minotaur is amused that she stopped to pray, and gloats in a weird Antearctan accent.)

OLGA: Heh heh heh!   I’m gonna punch ya good, fancy lady!

5.)

(Florence listens to Olga's taunts, looking nervous.)

OLGA: Theo’s my pal, and y’all not been respectin’ him like you oughta!   This’ll show ya!

6.)

(Two twinkling blue fairies appear floating at Florence's sides, and gnome-like beings peer from behind her legs.)

OFF SCREEN OLGA: Huh?   Gnomes?

7.)

(If they are gnomes, they are grey-skinned, glowing-eyed, blood-dribbling gnomes with tiny daggers in their hands. More emerge.)

8.)

(The minotaur flees and the creepy beings rejoice.)

OLGA: GEHH!! SCARY BABIES!

9.)

(Up close, Florence cries in relief. The blue fairies are wearing cute little outfits and the one resting on her shoulder has a beehive hairdo.)

FLORENCE: Mama...! I did it! I-I can’t believe it!

10.)

    (Down at Florence's feet, a creature is already repairing her fancy shoes. It is
  wearing sunglasses, a pink fur coat, and tiny replicas of her stockings and shoes.)

FLORENCE: Aww!

11.)

(Darren flees from a creepy vulture monster.)

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DARREN:   Fucking fuck fuck   shit fucking fuck   shit shit!!

12.)

(In disgust and terror and mid-sprint, Darren considers his options.)

DARREN: (thinks) Okay... can’t use the phone but the magic call thing... Ellen? No, she wouldn’t. The old man? Ew...

13.)

(From Darren's thought balloon, cherubic Helen makes a sweetie face, with a heart pendant around her neck. His expression is "UGH.")

IMAGINED HELEN: Daarren I love youu sweeetieee

DARREN: Oh fuck it.

14.)

(Lucricia is interrupted by Helen's astonishment at a psychic missive from the prodigal son.)

DARREN VIBES: Come to me..

LUCRICIA: So I just don't understand why you--

HELEN: My baby!