NIGHTMARE ON TUNA STREET

[Narrator Voice-Over]

The Scene. A wintry Sunday afternoon in a cozy but seriously cluttered basement. There are piles everywhere of all sorts. Old clothing, toys, suitcases, papers... It's obvious this home is inhabited. But by what? Or whom?



[Enter GreenTuna]



[Narrator Voice-Over]

A woman is seen puttering about in the subterranean hovel. Picking up loose items, moving things from one place to another in an attempt to silence the clattering clutter. Little does she know what horrors await....



[Enter TinyTuna]



[Narrator Voice-Over]

A small child enters the rooms. She is fair of face and has a pleasant disposition. She could be any child in any home in any neighborhood. But she is here. In this neighborhood. In this home. In this room. About to unleash her terror...



[TinyTuna] (Sighing happily)

"This room is just full of memories...."



The woman sobs while the screeching of violins can be heard in the distance.

Fade to black.

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