Suddenly, an ALARM blares. Matron Skull bursts in with a steam-powered CHAIN-CUTTER.
THE INSPECTOR The war. The dead don’t want to be bricks, Porry. They want to vote.
A beat. Thunder. Matron Skull’s eye twitches. Porry Ro Ghoul Script
PORRY Waking up to what?
PORRY And if I fail?
PORRY (CONT'D) Well. Not for bricks, anyway.
The Inspector hands her a folded parchment. It’s a map of the city. The river is labeled “Tears.” The cathedral is labeled “Molar.” Suddenly, an ALARM blares
MATRON SKULL You’re being promoted. To the Lower Cellar.