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ext. graveyard-night

A misty ground.  Distant CHIMES.  The dead rise to the skies.  The ruins of a great tower shelter the ghostly PRINCESS as she hides in a dark corner, fear gripping her eyes.

A dark figure looms over her.  Relieved, she thrusts herself on him.  It is the PRINCE.

PRINCESS
I thought you wouldn't come.  I thought you were dead.

PRINCE
That couldn't keep me from you.

PRINCESS
Why are they doing this?

PRINCE
Midnight.  It's their turn to wreak havoc.

PRINCESS
What do we do?  What do we do?

He tries to calm her.  He takes her hand and they melt into a dark corner, where he holds her tightly.  He hums a soft song, pulling a rose from his pocket.

PRINCE
(singing)

A ROSE, MY DARLING
FOR YOU JUST A ROSE,
TO WAKE THE DAWN FROM THE NIGHT.
TO RISE FROM THE SKIES
AND CONQUER THE STARS,
AND WIN THE WHOLE WORLD FOR YOU. 
A ROSE, MY DARLING,
FROM MY EYES TO YOURS,
FOR YOURS ARE THE EYES OF A ROSE.

Outside, the sounds of howling LAUGHTER grow to mass hysteria.  CHIMES.  The howling grows to a silence as the dead return to their shameful graves.

The prince and princess open their eyes.

PRINCESS
Is it--

PRINCE
Morning.  They're gone.

A mist flows throughout the grounds, glossing over the lake.