the rain pounds down. a heavy fog hovers over the dense growth of the field. in the distance, silhouetted by moonlight, a gruesome caravan slowly moves through the night.
baby sees the car and raises her gun. she aims it at the car driver. she waits, as the car gets closer she sees the face of rufus behind the wheel. she lowers the gun and begins to laugh.
otis, face painted like a skull and wearing a priest's robe, walks solemnly through the tall grass.
the police car drives wildly through the fields.
denise pulls herself to her feet and begins to run.