[Mark Ward]

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[Metal Maniacs]

 
Boroondara General Cemetery


Static....
Black and white shot of a gothic Cemetery in Melbourne...
The footage cuts out, then resumes...
The shot draws in closer, as a rusted gate swings back slowly, the scraping of the metal grating to the ears...
The footage grows jerky and unbalanced as if something is interfering with the footage...

Singing is heard as the film moves in closer, inside of the Cemetery...
A form is seen in the early morning hours, just before the sun has risen. A form that is bouncing along different grave markers while there is little light, save for the stars and moon overhead...

The figure seen is revealed by a shaft of moonlight to be the psychotic clown/jester of Sin City Wrestling, Anthrax...
The maniac is literally playing Hopscotch amongst the graves and plots, hopping from one elaborately carved marker to the next...

His arms held out wide to the side, Anthrax's voice can be heard singing a makeshift rhyme, much like what small children sing while playing this very same game on a schoolyard playground...

Anthrax: "Joshua Acquin, hiding in a tree!
Afraid to face reality!
First he gets scared, and then he gets dead!
Then I play kickball with his head!"

Anthrax brings his foot up in a wild kick that sends a hard clod of dirt flying into a tombstone.

Anthrax: "Poor little Joshua, so filled with dread,
Because it's Halloween, he knows I can raise him from the dead!
To start all over with my games and my fun,
Scream if you must but RUN! Joshua! RUN!"

Skipping past a grave site, Anthrax scoops up a red headed Barbie doll in a shiny dress.

Anthrax: "And watching backstage will be Sam Marlowe,
So I'm just gonna put on the very best show!
To have something special to remember me by,
She'll giggle and she'll smile when I make Joshua cry!"

Anthrax tumble rolls through a mausoleum, past a elaborate angel carving watching over the tomb of one of the Cemetery's "residents. Anthrax hops to his feet and with an arm wrapped around a pillar, he swings from left to right, his body arched backward.

Anthrax: "He'll be in such pain that he'll cry and he'll shriek,
Maybe as a reward she'll give me a peck on the cheek?
Because girls love winners and that's what I'll be!
I'll beat him with ease, just you wait and see!"

Leaping down into the gravel with grass and weeds poking through, Anthrax jumps into another row of modest graves and begins to play his game of morbid Hopscotch again.

Anthrax: "Cover him in blood, and break his bones!
"Poor little Joshua will die alone!
So here I come, ready or not!
To bury you in your own special plot!"

"Don't be afraid Joshua, it's all a game.
And it'll still be so after you're left broken and lame.
Beating you lifeless will fill me with such glee..."

Anthrax's smiling face suddenly fills the camera.

Anthrax: "Won't you oh won't you come play with me?"
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