(Alastor and Niffty are seen climbing up a hill.) Alastor(impatiently): Come on, Niffty. Hurry up! Niffty: Okay. Eww! Gross! Nasty! Corpse-y! Oh! Flies! (She sprays the flies.) Alastor: Alright, Niffty start digging. Niffty: Okay. (Niffty digs deep down. She hits something.) Alastor: What's the holdup down there?! Niffty(echoing): I think I hit a rock! Alasor: Well, take it out. Niffty: Okey-dokey. (She takes the rock out and tosses it away.) Stolas(regaining consciousness): Oh..What happened? (The rock hits Stolas' head and he gets unconscious again.) Alastor: Alright, put him in the hole and cover him up. (She puts Stolas and covers his body but, his head.) Alastor: Good. Wait a minute. Something's not right. His head's exposed! Alastor(furiously): NIFFTY! COVER HIS HEAD!!! Niffty(sadly): Oh. Sorry, Daddy. I thought he needed air. Alastor: He won't need air anymore, sweetie.
