One tombstone is blank. The camera lingers.
Black screen. White text: “Treehouse of Horror has no ending. It only has intermissions.” A single note of the organ theme plays. It doesn’t resolve. The Simpsons Treehouse of HORROR All Seasons
Homer is now alone. He walks through a hallway of infinite doors, each labeled with a year: 1990, 1994, 2002, 2015, 2031. Behind each door, a different version of his family is being murdered by a different monster—zombies, aliens, giant广告, robots, the Fantasia broomsticks, a sentient NFT of Poochie. One tombstone is blank
Homer opens his mouth to scream.
He opens the last door. It’s a recording studio. A lone animator sits at a desk, drawing the same frame over and over: Homer strangling Bart. The animator’s face is blank. His hands move without his control. White text: “Treehouse of Horror has no ending