(We begin in the halls, backstage at the ACC. A whistling President Vincent cheerily walks down the hall. Suddenly, he notices something peculiar. The camera switches around to see. It is a piece of paper, looking to be quite old. The paper rests on the door of his office. Vincent pulls it off and reads from it.)

Vincent: If gold my friend is what you seek, then follow this map and of gold you'll reek.

(Vincent looks up.)

Vincent: Hmm. A treasure map.

(Vincent continues to read, this time, in his head. He follows the instructions, sparing us the rhyming jibberishness.)

Vincent: Pace forward until the first right.

(He does so, turning right.)

Vincent: March along until the pop machine!?

(Vincent ponders.)

Vincent: Where the bloody hell did this thing come from??

(He continues along, twisting and turning through the halls, reading from the map. He comes to a door.)

Vincent: Ooookay.

(He opens the door to reveal a darkened room. Vincent enters, and hunts for a light. He finds it, but it does not work.)

Vincent: Hmm...

(Suddenly, the door slams shut behind him. Vincent's voice is muffled as he speaks again.)

Vincent: Crap. Alright, "look around and you will find, the gold you seek all in good time..." What the hell? Alright...don't be afraid, Mike. It's only darkness. It's only darkness. Calm, Mike, calm. Calm...

Vincent: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!

(We hear rapid footsteps. Suddenly, the door flies open and Vincent runs away screaming at the top of his lungs. The camera watches him as he frantically runs away. Then, the camera turns back to the dark room. A few seconds later, a cute little girl, no more than six, walks out wearing a little pink dress. She is licking a lollypop. The girl smiles at the camera.)

Girl: I like pretty things.

(The girl giggles, and skips off down the hall.)

Night Of Terror III
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