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So Zombie Joan of Arc screams, "Die sooner,"

slicing down on Zombie Leonardo da Vinci.

Guts fly everywhere.

She lifts her helmet and coolly whispers,

"Who's smiling now, Mona Lisa?"

She does this thing... Wait, wait, wait.

I mean, does, does that make sense?

It's art, it doesn't have to make sense.

So, Zombie Joan turns to the slaves and is all,

"Yes, you are now free from the tyranny of da Vinci."

She calls down her dragons and flies off into the sunset.

To be continued.

Pow!

Are you sure Miss West will go for this?

I just don't wanna look like an idiot.

Are you kidding?

It's genius!

Chester, Mapplethorpe, we're gonna be late.

Man, we gotta run.

Now, in exciting news we have...

Mapplethorpe, present and accounted for.

Mm, nice of you to take a break

from handing out red balloons in the sewer.

Oh, the pleasure is all mine.

Any reason why you're late?

What? Are you sure everyone else wasn't early?

No, Mapplethorpe, class started ten minutes ago.

You're clearly late.

Now, as I was saying before I was interrupted,

we have a new student joining us today, lucky her,

all the way from cosmopolitan Melbourne,

please say hello to Violetta Nakata.

Hi.

Riveting.

Time for our class presentations.

Who'd like to go first?

Chester and Mapplethorpe. Losers.

Heroine, heretic, martyr...

..but was Joan of Arc also...

..a blood-thirsty zombie slayer?

Def scoring A-plus.

I mean, we're marked on the Belcove, right?

So we're up against some flathead like Ricky Connor.

We'll be fine.

You ever taken a good hard look at his face?

Looks like the guy in a zombie movie who has been bitten,

and he's trying to keep it a secret.

Is that so, rat-licker?

Ricky.

I was just telling Chester, complimenting you really

on your dewy complexion.

Let's get one thing straight, brain bleach.

If this were a movie, I promise...

..you'd be the first to go.

Ricky, what's going on here?

Just some constructive criticism.

Speaking of, you'll be re-doing the assignment, end of the week,

and this time, try and stick a little more factually

to medieval history.

No one can prove Joan of Arc wasn't un-dead though,

can they, Miss?

Who cares about the Belcove? You can't judge art.

You know where those suckers are gonna be in ten years?

Making my burritos, that's where. Fact.

Trust me, they'll all lose it when we go viral.

You think Neville Moore cares about what the genetic dead ends

at his high school think?

Yeah, but he got to go to Berlin though.

Don't you wanna get out of here?

We don't need to go to a big city to leave El Mar.

At least in Melbourne, people would take us seriously.

We wouldn't be the butt of every joke.

The only butt I see around here is this.

The butt tree.

And you want stuff to do?

How about your own pride rock?

Rah!

Or, or this ambiguous pole.

We have everything we need right here,

and you know one thing they definitely don't have

in the big city?

Crazy Fun Park.

Where the fun never stops.

Age before beauty.

Whoa. You hear that?

When have I ever fallen for that?

Considering we've never gone in, every time?

Alright.

On the count of three.

One...

..two...

Hey.

Who said you could come in here?

Who said you could?

I work for the council.

Let's see your badge then.

Your mother wears a badge.

What are you guys doing here?

I might ask you the same question.

I'm part of an online urbex group.

You're part of a hex group.

She's a witch!

Burn the witch!

Urbex, they take photos of abandoned spaces.

Why?

Art. Art.

Let's take some photos then.

No, I work alone.

What? That's no fun.

Don't you need some models?

I mean, come on, look at this face.

And I was in a TV commercial when I was five,

so I'm kind of a big deal.

After you.

This must be Edmund Henley.

Obviously.

"Henley built Crazy Fun Park in 1979

to address the lack of activities in the Asphodel Heights area.

After a series of accidents, Henley was accused

of cutting corners and ignoring safety.

Blah blah blah.

To address the concerns, Henley declared,

'Life isn't about being wrapped in cotton wool.

I just wanted to create a place

where people could enjoy themselves and celebrate life.

Plus, the only thing that brings me joy

is the sound of breaking bones.'"

Where does it say that? Get your own.

Hey, we should climb the roller-coaster.

We'd get the best shot up there.

Want your fortune told?

That thing wouldn't have worked in 20 years.

Are you ready to live dangerously?

Are you ready to learn the truth?

What does it say?

Nothing.

It's blank.

I want a go.

Argh! Argh!

Oh, my God! What the...

I hate you.

So, why'd you move?

Dad grew up here,

wanted to take over the family business.

And your mum didn't? No.

So, what's the family business?

Hold up, you live in a morgue?

It's a funeral home, and adjoining it, yeah.

Cool.

Wanna see our work?

This is a lot of effort.

Why don't you just use your phone?

If I want to become a photo journalist,

I'm going to need more than just my phone.

If you were to hazard a guess,

how close would you say we are to a corpse right now?

Dude. It's fine.

A lot of people get weirded out by death.

It's no big deal.

As long as you don't mind them screaming...

..in the dead of night.

Oh, yeah, you're real funny, real comedian.

Look out, Andy Samberg.

Oh, no.

You haven't seen my film roll, have you?

Maybe you dropped it during the arachnid attack.

Oh, bummer.

What?

Maybe don't use a camera from the Jurassic period.

I'm sorry, we haven't properly house-broken Mapplethorpe yet.

I'll see you at school.

It's the perfect ending.

Paves the way for the sequel.

Great, then the novel's done.

Shall we get a test reading?

Hey, Ches, mum's just in a meeting. Dinner's in the fridge.

Well, I can show my mum. Hi, sweetie.

Mwah. How was your day?

Smy God! Smarvellous.

Hi, Ches. Hey.

I'm running late, babe, but dinner is served,

and don't forget what you've gotta do.

What? Laundry.

Ugh! Ugh!

Love you. Mwah.

Bye-bye. Bye.

I can ask her tomorrow.

Hey, I was thinking Violetta.

She doesn't know comics.

Yeah, she knows creepy though.

You didn't have to be so rude to her today.

Pfft!

We need her as much as a turkey needs a ukulele.

Just don't embarrass me in front of her.

I don't embarrass you.

You must be thinking of someone else.

Hey, Ches, the internet's playing up.

Have you changed the settings?

Ah, I gotta go.

Friends for another day? Friends for another day.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

As one of the world's most respected creative schools...

As one of the world's most respected creative schools,

we're looking for students with a strong voice.

Melbourne has a lot to offer,

and is a great place to grow.

Yes?

How can we show you our work? I've already answered that question.

But, hypothetically, let's say someone was late

and didn't hear your answer.

Well then, maybe that someone should learn punctuality.

Or you could just repeat it. That's all for now.

A big hand for Professor Oliander. Thank you, thank you.

That dude's a buzz kill.

Chester, a word?

Ugh!

Alone.

OK.

I was hoping you'd be on time.

This could be right up your alley.

You want me to go to another school?

I'm not a big fan of compliments, they don't build character,

but your pictures aren't terrible.

A school like Creative High could help you blossom.

I can't say that about many kids here.

Thanks.

I'd hate to see your talent wasted on misguided loyalty.

He's my best friend.

And friends can drag you down if you let them.

Just think about it.

Hey.

I've been looking for you everywhere.

I couldn't find you after science.

Yeah, I'm just finishing off some homework.

Sweet, where do we start?

You're re-doing our assignment?

Yeah, just...

I'll talk to you later.

OK.

What's up with the scanner?

Oh!

Oh!

Do you know how long that took?

I can fix it.

Why do you have to ruin everything?

I didn't mean it.

Why don't you take a photo?

It'll last longer.

You can shoot it on some old camera and pretend you're a genius.

Can't you just grow up? What?

She thinks she's so great because she's from the big city.

Such a burden to have to slum it here with us.

Well, here's a notification, bing, we don't want you here either!

I'm sorry.

He hates me.

Hates you?

Jeez.

I've never seen two boys more joined at the hip.

But he said that I ruined everything.

You two have a bond that is so special,

it could survive anything.

You sure you're OK? Mm.

Come here.

You'll sort this out.

Just remember what grandma says.

Dad's a mouth breather and we're better off without him?

You should never go to bed with bad feelings.

I love you.

And don't forget the laundry.

Guess who?

What are you doing here? You weren't answering my calls.

Yeah, I was just working.

Boring.

I've got a better idea. Yeah?

Let's go to Crazy Fun Park.

What, now?

Are you scared?

It's just late, I've gotta finish that.

I'm trying to apologise.

It's not me you should be apologising to.

So this is about her?

What if we find her film roll?

We're not gonna find it, it's dark.

It'll be where she dropped it.

Not only will we have done her a solid,

but you'll look braver than a wee little piggy

rolling in barbecue sauce.

Mapplethorpe, fixer of lives.

Going somewhere?

You know, we gotta grow up eventually.

What if I don't want to?

Friends for another day?

I'll see you tomorrow.

Where's Mapplethorpe?

He'll be here.

You can't wait any longer.

I'm not dealing with another call

from that miserable teacher of yours.

Exciting times, we are starting a brand new...

Oh, nice of you... Where is Mapplethorpe?

Probably lost track of time taking belfies again.

OK, the new book is A Monster Calls by Patrick Ness.

Apparently, it is exceptional.

Have you heard from Mapplethorpe?

No. He's giving me the silent treatment.

Why?

I had this dream last night.

Hello?

Is Mapplethorpe with you?

Uh, no.

He didn't, he didn't stay at your house?

No.

What's going on?

I just got a call from school.

His, his bag is here, and his bed hasn't been slept in.

If he's not with you...

"'I forgive you, ' Lily said,

catching up with him on the walk to school the following day.

..started yelling at him."

Chester, when did you last see Mapplethorpe?

Is there any reason why he'd go to the park alone at night?

Chester, when did you last see Mapplethorpe?

Is there any reason why he'd go to the park alone?

Your mother will be here soon to pick you up.

He wasn't at our house this morning.

He's always running late, so I didn't think anything of it.

When did you last see Mapplethorpe?

He's always running late.

Chester, when did you last see Mapplethorpe?

Is there any reason why he'd go to the park alone?

Hey. Chester.

It was meant to bring joy to the community,

but today, the long-condemned Crazy Fun Park

is the scene of yet another tragedy.

A teenage boy fell to his death late last night

while climbing the wooden roller-coaster.

No one has the slightest idea...

Mapplethorpe?

You there?

This is just a prank...

..right?

Friends for another day?

Hello?

Over here.

Turn around.

Chester.

Chester.

No!

No!

Oh, hey, hey, hey, hey, it's me.

Mapplethorpe. Are you...

Welcome to Crazy Fun Park.

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