The car rocketed from behind the hill, getting air as it did. The sleek red body was barely visible through the thick fog. The car hit and skidded on the slippery road. It hit a tree. The driver and passenger were thrown out, dismembered by broken glass and fragmented metal. The fog seemed to close around the remaining body parts, grow thicker, and then to dissolve to show two forms, each a teenager.
"Ohh, man, did you see that!? That was the coolest one, yet!"
"I dunno, Wal. I think we left the park behind back there."
"Aahh, If they want us to stay in the park when we crash things, they should mark them out more clearly."
Small red and green lights passed overhead.
"Man, I am going to have to get a plane and crash that."
"Wall, d'je'ever think what we'll do, y'know. We got enough blood for ten years, what do we do after that?"
"Ask me again in nine years and ten months, Dunc, when I might be interested."
"But, Wal, without humans, what are vampires going to feed on?"
"We'll figure out something. In the meantime, Dunc, me old mate, enjoy. We don't have to run, no one's hunting us. There's a feed on tap at the local pub. Life's sweet."
The producer sighed, and shook his head. "I don't know, Uwe. Sure, you've added car crashes, vampires, and youth appeal, but does Waiting for Godot really need a remake?"
Opening: D Jason Cooper.....Continuation: Batgirl