Featuring:
- 200 page Wailing Heights' 'screenplay'
- Character sheets and original story concepts
- Witty dialogue that didn't make the final cut
"When you open your eyes, you’re in a dreary interrogation room/holding cell, staring into the dead, wet eyes of the Ghost Public Defender (Saul Ghoulman). He’s kinda gross and slightly transparent.
On the table, Saul’s got a briefcase, notepad, legal stuff, and there’s a plate of disgusting, mouldering, slimy biscuits. Like, the zombie equivalent of Rich Teas.
Finkle’s eyesight is a bit blurry and wobbly and blinky, slowly coming into focus"
