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EXT. THE OWL HOUSE, FRONT LAWN - DAY
[We see the Owl House in the dog days of summer, cicadas chirping. Instead of the wilderness, it seems nestled in a quaint suburban neighborhood in Bonesborough.
A softball goes flying past the frame and we see King playing a spirited game of catch with Elder Tarak.]
ELDER TARAK
Go long, King! Or was it..."pop- fly"?
(shrugging)
I've never played this game before.
KING
It's okay. You're doing great!
[The other denizens of the Owl House are all gathered on the lawn as well. Hooty is busy grilling some ballpark franks on a propane range, alongside a few rats, voles, and other unsavory specimens of roadkill. Meanwhile, Eda pours some lemonade for Luz and Amity, seated together on a picnic blanket.
Sir William busies himself mowing the lawn, "accidentally" scattering grass clippings in Amity's drink. Lilith sits under the shade of a tree, her nose buried in the pages of a good book.]
ELDER TARAK
Get ready. This one's going to go far!
[Tarak winds up and throws the ball in a long arc. King eagerly chases it.]
KING
I got it!
[The ball flies across the street and over the palisade fence of a sandlot. King scrambles over the fence and retrieves the ball, looking up to see a group of demons playing their own game of baseball.
They appear just like King, only far larger and more monstrous. They pause to take notice of him with malicious grins.]
DEMON BALL-PLAYER 1
Hey, look at this little squirt!
DEMON BALL-PLAYER 2
Ha-ha! He's so tiny!
DEMON BALL-PLAYER 3
What a shrimp!
[King frowns, withering a bit under their sadistic gazes.]
KING
(nervous)
Umm...Hi there...
(hopeful)
Do you guys need more players for your game?
DEMON BALL-PLAYER 2
No...But we could use another ball!
[One of the demons scoops up King in his catcher's mitt and hurls him into the sky. King screams as he rockets into the stratosphere, the demons cackling on the ground below.
King eventually slows in his ascent, peeling open his eyes to see that he's floating in space.]
KING
Wegh?!
[He looks down to see the world below him is no more than a collection of earthen mounds, floating like islands in the cosmos. Suddenly, they all start gravitating to a point behind King. He turns to see a giant vortex spiraling into the maw of the skeletal Titan. Horrified, he frantically swims in the direction of the Owl House.]
KING
Whoa-Whoooahh! H-help!
[The Titan's jaws engulf the idyllic little neighborhood in which King had so joyously frolicked. They now start to draw him in as well.]
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The Owl House: The Chronicles of Sir William
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