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reached the top,

he realized too late

that Deadman's Curve

had washed away.

RACER:
Uh-oh. (SCREAMS)

No!

VELMA:
They say

you can still see

the racer to this day,

cursed to forever

haunt any attempts

to race on the mountain.

Why can't there ever be, like,

a comforting legend?

Hmm, what's this?

Ugh!

This smells like rotten eggs.

Ugh, horrible.

Ugh! Ew!

-Sniff.

-Really, Fred?

Sulfur, also called brimstone.

(CHUCKLING)

A demonic substance,

if there ever was one.

Also a natural chemical

used in many smoke effects.

True, but boring.

Walter Qualls is my name.

I'm the producer

of the Muscle Moto X.

Like, don't you produce

Angry Shark Racers,

where contestants

swim past angry sharks

wearing steak-covered

wetsuits?

All seven seasons.

You seem to like the idea

of the supernatural.

What's not to like?

I got WWE Superstars,

a million-dollar prize,

and now a demon's curse.

It's a producer's jackpot!

A 40 share.

So, could you take it easy

and not snoop so hard?

Let's keep this mystery alive.

Sorry. The only time we stop

is when the mystery is solved.

Or we run away.

I don't think Mr. McMahon

would appreciate you trying

to hinder this case.

Me? Hinder? No.

I'm just saying,

demons are hot!

Zombies would be even better.

Ooh, maybe the demon

is part zombie.

Why don't you go down

to the pit hanger

and ask the Superstars

what they saw

of this zombie demon?

No one said zombie.

No one didn't say zombie.

ALL:
Wow!

DAPHNE:
Superstars

and super cars!

FRED:
They're

checking out the engines

for tomorrow's race.

Oh, man. I'd like

to check out a few myself.

I think we should split up

and ask if anyone saw

anything unusual.

You mean, like,

besides a demon racer?

(CHUCKLES NERVOUSLY)

-Huh?

-Huh?

The world is filled

with surprises.

Zoinks!

(IMITATING HELICOPTER)

-(CHUCKLES) Like, no kidding.

-SCOOBY:
Huh?

(SNIFFING)

You know, Scoob.

We already got one

mystery on our hands.

We don't need two more.

Let's skedaddle.

And fast.

-(HISSING)

-Okay, let's go.

A talking dog?

Bizarre.

(BOTH SCREAMING)

(WHIMPERS) Like,

those dudes are

like a bad toaster.

They pop up

when you least expect it.

UNDERTAKER:
Well, I'll be...

You're the two

that vanquished

the Ghost Bear.

-(BOTH QUIVERING)

-Undertaker.

Scared, excited, same time.

Brain confused.

Skinny Man

and Dead Meat, right?

Like, yeah.

But you can call us

Shaggy and Scooby.

In fact, you can call us

anything you like.

But please don't call us

to our final rest,

Mr. Undertaker-Phenom-Deadman,

sir.

-Yeah.

-(BOTH SOBBING)

The bell tolls only

for the demon.

And you can

just call me Taker.

You learn anything

about that creature,

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