Graveyard

After passing the lovelorn bride, the Doom Buggies "fall" out of an attic window, all under the watchful, glowing red eyes of the Raven perched in a nearby tree.

"Grim Grinning Ghosts," this time arranged as a jazzy jamboree, fills the air once again as the Doom Buggies pass a terrified caretaker and his hound dog and drift into a graveyard at the side of the Mansion.

Guests encourter what appear to be hundreds of ghosts rising from their graves in a tour de force of Marc Davis character designs and sight gags.

The spirts cross all boundaries of space and time, from a band of medieval minstrels and a Victorian-era king and queen balancing on a teeter-totter to a properly paranormal English tea party and an Egyptian mummy sitting in an open sarcaphagus.

All are singing and playing along with their hosts for the evening's festivities, a group of warbling marble busts.

Madame Leota's incantations have worked like a charm, and all of the Mansion's 999 happy haunts have "come out to socialize" at last.