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1.)
(Jack's car rolls down a very lonely one-way road.)
2.)
(Jack drives, looking disconsolate.)
3.)
(Jack looks a bit angry, view from the passenger seat. Background outside is a turquoise blur.)
JACK: (Thinks) Well looks like everyone’s got something going on except for me. Just like before. Ugh...
4.)
(Close view of Jack and view of his memories: himself, alive in an Autumnal costume, having fun with Danielle and Mark. Jack's costume is a skeleton body suit, hers a toga, and Mark's a patriotic Glennish figure.)
JACK: (Thinks) God, Autumnal already came and went, and I didn’t do anything special. No candy, no costumes... I wonder what Mark and Danielle did this year. --Without me. Are they over it, now? My death... Man. I don’t know whether I’d rather they weren’t sad, or that they were.
5.)
(Jack rubs his head in a forlorn gesture. Are those lights behind him?)
JACK: (Thinks) Ugh. Depressing.
6.)
(Exterior overhead view of his car on an empty street.)
7.)
(Jack drives and a dark shape barely peeks into the panel.)
8.)
(Jack is startled by the sensation of a black balloon hitting him in the head.)
9.)
(Jack surprised to see just what hit him, batting it away as he glances back.)
10.)
(Horror dawns on Jack's face.)
11.)
(Jack looks shocked, unbelieving, now looking at something before him.)
12.)
(Jack can see in the rear-view mirror a silhouetted figure with glowing eyes and the balloon.)
13.)
(In a closer view of the mirror, we see what must be Clyde Minchin himself, in full clown makeup, with sparkling dark eyes and gloved hands.)
MINCHIN: Knock-Knock...
14.)
(Jack's car loudly screeches to halt, smoke coming off the tires.)
15.)
(Jack tumbles out of the car in a panic.)
16.)
(With Jack sprawled on the ground, Minchin begins to step out of the car.)
MINCHIN: You’re never home any more. I’ve been waiting...
17.)
(With Minchin looming above, Jack recoils in wide-eyed terror.)
MINCHIN: What’s wrong, kid? Don’t appreciate a simple joke? Don’t you like fun?
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