A Haunting Halloween – Field Commander Leonard Cohen & Kelley Lynch’s Spooky Showdown

Page 1: Scene: Kelley Lynch’s grand mansion, glowing under a full moon, surrounded by jack-o’-lanterns, sparkling cobwebs, and skeletons hanging from the trees. A sign at the entrance reads, “Welcome to the Haunted House of Truth – Enter if You Dare!” Narrator (voice-over): "On this eerie Halloween night, Leonard Cohen, spinning tales as usual, arrives at Kelley Lynch’s haunted mansion."

Kelley steps forward, dressed in an exquisite, jeweled witch’s costume. Her witch hat glitters with diamonds, her gown adorned with emeralds, rubies, and sapphires. She holds a broomstick encrusted with jewels.

Leonard arrives, dragging ghostly chains, dressed in his 'Field Commander Cohen' outfit from Cuba, medals gleaming, his face lit with a mischievous grin.

Choir of Ghastly Ghouls (chanting): "Here comes the man with his golden pen, spinning tales, deceiving again!"

Kelley (smiling knowingly): "Leonard, dear, ready for another round of tricks?" Leonard (with a wry smile): "Ah, Kelley, always a pleasure. I come with stories of intrigue, daring escapes, and… let’s say, creative accounting."

Choir of Jeweled Witches (mocking): "Spun from shadows, wrapped in lies, Leonard's tales of grand disguise!" Leonard (defensive, but charming): "Ah, yes, but the truth? It’s all relative, isn't it? Why bother with it when a good story will do?"

Page 2: Scene: Inside the mansion, eerie chandeliers flicker, casting shadows across the walls. The centerpiece is a bubbling cauldron filled with glowing IRS forms, while ghostly CIA agents float around the punch bowl, sipping spectral cocktails. Kelley swirls her jewel-encrusted broomstick in the cauldron, her eyes sparkling.

Kelley (riddling): "The truth can haunt like a shadow at dawn. What is hidden is not always gone." Leonard (smirking): "Truth? It's all about perception, my dear. Everything's relative." Kelley (with a sly smile): "Ah, but like your tales, Leonard… everything is impermanent." Choir of Ghastly Ghouls (mocking): "Oh Leonard, what a story you weave, but truth still lurks on Halloween Eve!"

Leonard steps forward, adjusting his Field Commander uniform, ready to launch into one of his legendary tales. Leonard (singing with dramatic flair): "Field Commander Cohen, he was our most important spy... Parachuting acid into diplomatic cocktail parties…" The CIA ghosts by the punch bowl raise their spectral glasses.

Page 3: Scene: Kelley and Leonard sit at an opulent table filled with legal documents, glowing forms, and a few ominous vintage books. Kelley sips from a skull-shaped goblet, her bejeweled broomstick leaning casually behind her chair. Kelley (musing): "Tales of spies and tales of ghosts, but what of the millions that seem to have… poofed?" Leonard (smiling slyly, leaning in): "Kelley, I have control over every living soul. What’s a few numbers lost in the shuffle?" Choir of Jeweled Witches (mocking): "Oh, Leonard, the mighty you claim to be, but control's a ghostly fantasy!" Narrator: "Leonard’s tales might entertain, but Kelley’s cauldron awaits... patiently."

Page 4: Scene: Kelley hands Leonard a beautifully wrapped Halloween gift, her broomstick sparkling in the moonlight. Leonard eyes the gift eagerly. Kelley: "A treat for you, Leonard. Wrapped in glitter and poetic deductions." Leonard unwraps the gift. Choir of Jeweled Witches (mocking): "MK Ultra, CIA reconnaissance from Bay of Pigs, fantasies of Castro's forces and men with guns, the tales you weave, but those missing tax forms could be what deceives!" Leonard (with a nervous chuckle): "I’ll… take it under advisement."

Page 5: Scene: Leonard stands at the door, chains rattling as Kelley waves with exaggerated elegance. Her broomstick floats beside her, glowing with jewels as the ghouls and witches swirl around, cackling. Choir of Jeweled Witches (teasing): "Lies like ghosts, thin and frail, but truth will always prevail!" Kelley (winking): "Goodnight, Leonard. Beware… the truth always catches up, even to the most clever of spirits." Leonard (mumbling as he walks away): "CIA, tax forms, audits… I really should have stayed in Cuba."

Page 6: Scene: Leonard stands near the mansion’s fireplace, looking wistfully into the flames. The air is tense, and a ghostly chill fills the room as Kelley watches him, unamused. Choir of Jeweled Witches (chanting): "Oh Leonard, your lies of love and lust, yet Kelley always moved swiftly, away from the dust!" Choir of Ghastly Ghouls (singing mockingly): "I saw you this morning, you were moving so fast Can't seem to loosen my grip on the past And I miss you so much, there's no one in sight And we're still making love in my secret life, in my secret life."

Kelley raises an eyebrow, clearly uncomfortable. Leonard (responding in frustration): "I smile when I’m angry I cheat and I lie I do what I have to do To get by But I'm always alone, and my heart is like ice And it's crowded and cold in my secret life." Kelley (coolly): "Leonard, my dear, you should know by now... everything is impermanent."

Bonus Panel: Leonard sits in his car, his ghostly chains rattling as the CIA ghosts and witches wave him off from the mansion steps. Leonard (smirking to himself): "MK Ultra, CIA, taxes... oh, what a story this will make." Narrator: "But on this Halloween night, Leonard, it’s not the ghosts haunting you… it’s ..."

End Panel: Kelley stands at the doorway, her broomstick sparkling like a constellation as the jeweled witches and ghastly ghouls float around her. Choir of Jeweled Witches (in unison): "Lies like cobwebs fade with the light, but truth haunts every night!" Narrator: "And so ends another chapter of Cohen's haunted tale. Where stories are spun, but truth always wins the night."