A Letter from the Underlands Scream Street

# He was a kid who didn't fit in

# Got a wolf living inside under his skin

# When he's angry his body sprouts hair

# So he got a ticket you'll never guess where

# Scream, scream, scream when you get to Scream Street

# Scream, scream, scream when you get to Scream Street

# Next door's a vampire, maybe not

# 4,000 years old but her body won't rot

# Yeah, being a freak is totally normal

# When everyone's freaky paranormal

# Scream, scream, scream when you get to Scream Street

# Scream, scream, scream when you get to Scream Street

# Scream Street, Scream Street. #

And finally, a goblin party was evacuated after a mix-up

left pickled eggs on the menu.

Local resident Trump was last seen halfway to the moon.

Oh, we have some breaking news.

Dangerous criminal The Brain Catcher

has been caught attempting to escape from The Underlands...again.

This was his 13th escape attempt and, unluckily for him,

was foiled by a quick-witted ghoul employee.

Isn't that exactly the same escape plan he used last time?

Looks like The Brain Catcher might not have one of his own.

-Or maybe he's up to something.

-Luke, you're always so suspicious.

Hey, look, Otto's on the telly.

The post from The Underlands is safe.

It's always inspected, and remember, even evil,

vicious fiends have loved ones.

-No, they don't.

-Well, loathed ones, anyway.

But don't you pocket a small fortune for all the stamps?

Irrelevant!

Can we focus on the hero who foiled the attempt?

We're having a statue made, you know.

-A statue of No Name?

-No, a statue of me.

No Name works for me, so, really, I'm the hero.

-Unbelievable.

-It's Otto, it's totally believable.

Perfect.

That can't be easy. Let me help.

Oh, thanks, dude, appreciate it.

I've still got the post to deliver.

Oh!

Oh, it's easier than it looks.

-Hey, Luke, you've got a letter.

-Thanks.

Oh, it's from The Underlands.

Hey, Luke, you'll never guess what this is.

A random pen pal letter from an Underlands kid

that's obviously a scam by a crazy criminal

-who'll ask for money when you reply?

-You got one too?

Yeah, I think they sent one to every kid in Scream Street.

No-one's going to fall for this rubbish.

I've got a new pen pal, guys, and you'll never guess where they live!

-Oh, don't tell me you replied already.

-Yeah!

She wanted to know about Scram Street, so I told her

about The Brain Catcher escape and Doug losing his arm and...

-THEY LAUGH

-What's funny?

-We all got the letter.

-The kid isn't real, it's a scam.

Oh, you don't know that.

Why are you so suspicious of everything?

Mate, you're going to get a reply asking for cash.

Oh, yeah? Well, we'll see.

We'll see, indeed.

-Luke and Cleo called round again.

-I'm not talking to them.

Have you had a row?

Uncle Vlad and his friends had a row once,

turned into a blood feud that lasted 1,000 years

and cost hundreds of lives.

Ah, so many happy memories.

A letter for you, my darkling.

Oh!

Oh, please don't be a scam.

Oh...

Ah.

Yes!

Read it and weep.

One lovely letter from a grateful pen pal.

No scams, just a nice request for

some more stories about Scream Street.

-What do you say now?

-I still think it's a scam.

-Come on!

They're bound to send a couple of fake letters just to hook you in.

Unbelievable!

Nice. Well done, Luke.

Something's not right about this and you know it.

Sorry, Dig, we're not playing pull the postman to pieces

until I've delivered my last parcel.

Oh, hang on, this one's for me.

Oh, a new arm?

-HE EXCLAIMS

-I wonder who it's from.

That's weird, no return address.

Huh.

There's a lot going on in Scream Street at the moment.

Dixon's zombie go-kart has two left feet

but Otto won't to buy him a new pair.

Otto spent all of his money on a new statue of himself.

He hates it. He thinks it's too fat.

And Luke's dad is keeping himself calm by gardening.

Oh, and my mum needs a new candlestick.

Oh, how lovely!

I wonder who sent it.

I think I might know.

-Anonymous gifts have been arriving all week. It's weird.

-Yeah.

I mean, my dad loves his new bush, but where did it come from?

They're presents from my pen pal.

I told her about your dad's shrub and she sent him another.

She sent all of them. Maybe someone should apologise.

Aren't you worried why someone from the Underlands

would send everyone presents?

Why can't you admit you were wrong?

LUKE SIGHS

Fine, maybe he's right.

Oh, Lulu, the thing is,

Luke is usually right about this stuff.

Ah!

Huh? Hmm.

My new arm's gone missing! Major downer, dude.

Strange.

Ugh! Ha.

That's what I call a great escape.

Ah! The Brain Catcher!

Right, better pull myself together quick smart.

Whoa! Dude, why are you wearing my new arm?

Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!

-Ah! It bit me.

-Oh, shall I get you a bandage?

-Ha-ha.

-Guys, I...

Hang on, let me say something. You were right.

I shouldn't have been so suspicious.

Thank you, but I wasn't right, you were!

My pen pal was The Brain Catcher. He's been escaping in pieces.

-No way!

-We've got to stop him.

Dad, tell Otto The Brain Catcher escaped.

No problem. Consider it done. You can count on me.

Oh... Oof!

I'll go. I'll catch you up.

-Doug!

-Help, hold him down!

No, it's not...

Nice one!

MUFFLED SPEECH

Well done, Doug! I didn't think you had it in you.

I didn't, but I do now.

Captured again!

This will be worth another statue...of me.

-You? It was Doug that caught him.

-Whatever.

No Name, bring the villain.

Let's throw him back where he came from.

Dudes, it's me! He's, like, sucked my brains out and swapped them.

Yeah, right.

DIG GROWLS

I hated to be the annoying suspicious one,

but how could Doug capture The Brain Catcher by himself?

Actually, that is pretty unlikely.

And why was Dig growling at him?

You mean, he really did swap their brains!

We've got to catch the real Brain Catcher.

If I were him, I'd get out of town before anyone twigged.

ALL: The Ghost Train!

DIG BARKS

-Get lost, mutt.

-DIG WHIMPERS

No, stop!

Dig, get him!

Sorry, train's cancelled, and don't try and pretend you're Doug.

Why would I? I'm The Brain Catcher.

-Argh!

-Oh, no, you don't!

Then I'll have your brain instead.

I'm not picky.

Who ordered The Brain Catcher roll to go?

Come on, we've got to get Doug's brain back.

I don't like the word hero,

I prefer superhero.

I'm actually thinking of ordering another statue in this pose.

No Name, throw him in.

Stop! That's not The Brain Catcher, he's swapped brains with Doug.

-Ridiculous!

-It's true.

You're about to throw the wrong person into The Underlands...

on live TV!

-Is this true?

-Um...

They're lying! It's me...dude.

Whoa, he even sounds like me now.

I AM you! I mean, I AM him. I mean...

Throw them both in, it's the only way to be safe.

Oh, a tough decision. A hero's decision.

Wait, wait, I know how to tell.

Let Dig decide.

No Name, Luke, let them go.

Dig, find the real Doug, OK?

Come here, doggy dude!

Come here, Dog, Dig, whatever your name is.

-HE SNIFFS

-Go on, Dig, you can do it.

-No!

-See? I was right all along.

I hope you're getting all this.

DIG GROWLS

DIG BARKS

Anything to say before they throw you back into The Underlands?

At least let me swap bodies back first.

This one smells rank.

It's my afterlife aftershave, eau de toilette,

because it smells like...

Doug, we get it.

It was our Resus. He's great.

He sees the best in people. When the chips are down,

-he's the one you want standing beside you.

-Thanks, guys.

Unless you're doing sports, he's rubbish at sports.

And he can be a bit of a chicken.

-Yeah, and don't get me started on his dress sense.

-And he never...

Guys, bigging me up, remember?

Yeah, but this is more fun.

That was an interview with the three young Scream Street residents

who today foiled the latest escape attempt by The Brain Catcher.

Thanks, dudes, I don't know what I'd have done without you.

But I still don't know what I'm going to do without my arm.

Another breaking story -

a zombie arm has been found in a TV studio.

Hey, my arm's on the news!