Scene Nine opens with Death in a Zoom meeting room with some of the worst people in history. Among those on the call are Benedict Arnold, Freddy Krueger, Phil Spector, Jason Voorhees, Genghis Khan, and The Devil. They are discussing how they’ll catch Jarad, Dark Wrld, Ally, and Nocturnal Wrld.
Death: You all are wondering why I put together this meeting. Well, it’s because of four non-compliant racers in my Death Race for Love. They decided to resist doing my race and tasks for them and escape. We need a plan to bring them to Kronos. What are your suggestions?
Spector: Maybe we could capture them?
Death: That’s what I’m saying we do, Phil. Next!
Benedict: Let’s befriend them and betray them.
Death: No. May have worked for you for The Revolutionary War, but it won’t work for four racers. Next! {OJ Simpson raises his hand.} Yes. OJ.
OJ: Maybe we bribe some people to help us track them down to make this search go faster? Or we let them go.
Death: {Mad.} OJ. Remember when we played golf?
OJ: Yeah. You have a good swing.
Death: I was cheating, and you called me out, right?
OJ: Yes.
Death: I’m still not over that. Just for that dumb idea of letting them go, this is what you get! {Death turns OJ into a pile of trash.} Actually, getting volunteers isn’t a bad idea. Everyone! Get volunteers to help us! Do whatever it takes to bring these racers to me or you’ll end up like OJ! Go!
{Big by Juice Wrld starts playing as everyone goes to find Jarad, Dark Wrld, Ally, and Nocturnal Wrld.
Meanwhile, at the Devil’s Daughter’s house, Dark Wrld is eating a burger as The Devil’s Daughter walks by.}
Dark Wrld: Nobody makes burgers like you, babe.
DD: Thanks, babe. {She pulls out a tray of cookies.} I hope you saved room for dessert.
Dark Wrld: You know it. {He turns to Jarad, angrily eating his burger.} You know, if I would’ve known that my racing career would mean dating The Devil’s Daughter, I would’ve started it years ago.
Jarad: On the other hand, she’s not much of a housewife, is she?
{Jarad points to the loads and loads of dishes everywhere.}
Dark Wrld: Hey babe!
DD: Hmmm…
Dark Wrld: Those dishes aren’t gonna wash themselves!
Ally: {Overhearing the whole conversation} Nope! The least the men can do, if the girls cook, is do the dishes!
{The Devil’s Daughter throws a dish in anger at Dark Wrld. What will happen next scene? Stay tuned. To be continued…}
