Closeup with Vivian Day

Day: It's time for Closeup, the news show that stands up for outcasts and weirdos. I'm Vivian Day. We're at the home of Cassandra Haunt to show that she is normal and that the accusations of her being a witch are pure nonsense. Cassandra, I see that you are fond of animals. Haunt: (Stroking a cat on her lap) Yes, I've set up a sanctuary here for lost pets. Day: How thoughtful of you to sacrifice your home. Haunt: My pets get much more attention here than they would in a crowded shelter. (The cat jumps down and its missing tail is noticed.) Day: Your cat has no tail. Haunt: I know. Aren't some people monstrous? (Day gets up to inspect a row of small cages.) Day: Looks like a lot of your pets have suffered amputations. That poor rabbit might be better off dead. And your newt appears to be lost. And what is that? Some kind of mouse? Haunt: (From her seat) It's a bat. Day: Dear God. What's this? A closet? (She slides open the door and screams at the sight of a steaming cauldron with the head of a small girl sticking out of it. The head screams back, bringing Haunt to the scene.) Girl: Auntie! The lady scared me! Haunt: Don't be frightened, sweetie. It's just Vivian Day from the TV. Now be careful not to burn yourself when you get out of the tub. (She slides the door shut.) I forgot my niece was here. She's very quiet. Day: I'm sorry for screaming. I feel so foolish. Haunt: There's no need for that. I can see how she startled you. I have to go to the shed for pet food. I'll be right back. (Exit Haunt. A visitor knocks on the door. Day answers and signs for a package. Once alone she eagerly opens it and shrieks when she finds a skull inside. Enter Haunt.) Haunt: Oh good, it finally came. I need that for my dentistry exam. Day: (Sheepishly) The box broke open. Haunt: (Taking the skull) No harm done. You don't look well. Are you all right? Day: If I could just lie on the sofa for a bit... Haunt: Certainly. I'll see what I can find for you in the medicine cabinet. Day: That would be nice. (She flops onto the sofa and closes her eyes. Haunt departs and returns in costume: gold tiara, face paint, flowing purple gown. In her hand is a pail.) Haunt: Just relax and let me take care of you. (She dips her hand in the pail and spreads a dark paste on Day's forehead.) Day: (Eyes closed) Mmm. That feels nice. Haunt: Doesn't it just make the skin come alive? Day: (Eyes closed) It sure does. What is it? Haunt: Baby's blood.
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