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"The Concrete Crunch Conundrum: A Surreal Spyked Encounter"
**EXT. ABANDONED WAREHOUSE - NIGHT**
The air is thick with a peculiar mix of local urban legends and a light mist. **THE GLASS ENEMY** is performing inside, their latest track, “Predatory and Indolent 5/10/23,” echoing off the cracked, graffiti-covered walls. The sound pulses through the night, bringing life to a deserted location, while a crowd gathers outside, drawn by the vibrations.
**ANGLE ON THE AUDIENCE**
Among the crowd stands **CHOKE**, an eccentric individual known for their bizarre dietary habits, even claiming to have a skin condition that forces them to eat concrete. They watch, eyes glazed over, as the music blasts. There’s an inner turmoil as they bring a handful of gravel to their mouth, crunching it with an unsettling intensity.
**CHOKE**
*(mumbling to themselves)*
It’s all about texture… just one more bite.
Suddenly, a commotion from the crowd distracts them. A friend approaches, visibly worried.
**FRIEND**
*(frowning)*
You shouldn’t be eating that! You know what I told you about your skin problem!
**CHOKE**
*(waves dismissively)*
Why not? It’s all a part of the experience! *gestures wildly* The gritty crunch is a symphony!
**ANGLE ON TRANSITION**
The music from **THE GLASS ENEMY** crescendos, filling the atmosphere with overwhelming sounds. A small group of people from an *off-off-off-Broadway* theater troupe nearby are enacting a scene where they pretend to choke, mouths exaggeratedly agape in dramatic horror.
**CHOKE**
*(shouting through the chaos)*
Just like watching myself!
**DARK TURN: THE RINGWORM REVELATION**
Suddenly, amid the dissonance, a stranger rushes towards Choke, concern etched on their face. They’re wearing gloves and are clearly prepared for a battle against something insidious.
**STRANGER**
*(urgent tone)*
Hey! Are you okay? I saw you eating that… concrete?
**CHOKE**
*(grinning while crumbling more gravel)*
It’s delicious. It’s a whole lifestyle!
**STRANGER**
*(frantically looking at their arms)*
You might want to rethink things! If your skin gets worse, you'll look like you have ringworm!
**CHOKE**
*(confused)*
Ringworm? *laughs* What, I need to wash my hands before I eat?
**STRANGER**
*(sighing)*
Listen up! If your pet has ringworm, you could get it! *gestures passionately* You need to take care of yourself!
**CHOKE**
*(now interested in the topic)*
Oh really? How can I protect myself from that?
Then the stranger, having gathered interest from the crowd, lays down some advice as if giving a TED Talk:
**STRANGER**
First, take your pet to the vet right away! Then— *points at their own arms*— wear gloves and long sleeves if you handle them!
**ANGLE ON SPECTATORS**
Everyone is listening intently. Someone even nods, as if suddenly enlightened by this unexpected advice amidst the chaos.
**STRANGER** (CONT'D)
And wash your hands with soap and running water right after! *pauses for effect* Also, vacuum those areas they visit!
**CHOKE**
*(impressed)*
Wow, you're like a skin guru! What else?
**STRANGER**
Disinfect surfaces and bedding as appropriate! It’s like this— *gesturing toward the psychedelic performance unfolding*— life is messy, but you can navigate it without skin problems!
**CHOKE**
*(mock thoughtful)*
So, essentially, I should put on a hazmat suit before snacking on concrete? Got it!
**ANGLE ON THE AUDIENCE**
Laughter erupts around them, the absurdity of the advice mixed with the surreal ambiance blending seamlessly.
**THE GLASS ENEMY**
The music reaches a fever pitch, with the lathe cuts swirling through the crowd, bouncing off the walls, harmonizing with the excitement and confusion in the air.
**CLOSING SCENE**
As the energy of the evening rises, CHOKE and the STRANGER high-five, bonding over bizarre dietary habits and cleanliness. The audience erupts with applause as **THE GLASS ENEMY** plays its last note, leaving behind echoes of eccentricity and a newly formed camaraderie amidst the nightscape.
The night continues, where health tips and concrete snacks intertwine in a dreamy tapestry of surreal encounters, leaving the crowd, including CHOKE, with the tantalizing notion that perhaps ordinary wisdom can sprout from the most extraordinary of situations.
**FADE OUT.**
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