Series 1 Episode 6:
Screen Written by Trenton
Opening
Scene:
“Did you ever think when the hearse drove by,
That you would be the next to die?
They wrap you up in a big white sheet,
And bury you down about six feet deep.
And everything goes well for about a week,
And then coffin begins to leak.
And the worms crawl in, the worms crawl out.
In your stomach and out your mouth.
They eat your eyes and they eat your nose,
They wrap themselves between your toes.
And one little worm who’s not so shy
Will crawl in your ear and out your eye.
Till your blood turns a sickly green
And pours right out like milk and cream.
So do not laugh as a ghost passes by,
For it may be your turn next to die.”
Act
1:
Diary,
This would be Caleb as always and now with most interesting develops planned. I have become wrapped in a plan well beyond my control, a web that may beyond the controller of the weaver as well. It was of this evening when I discovered that our beloved Father Ray of the local house of prayer has decided to grant me, shall we say a pardon. He has arranged for me along with Tasha (Who I feel is working behind my back) as well as Mason to graduate from High School early.
I was initially wary of such fortune and find it to be very suspicious that the man whom I despise the most has granted me such a gift. No doubt he has plans of using me for some greater plan. While his motives seem modest I sense that they are not in the slightest. He has arranged what I would call an elite team of specialists together to gather information on one of the students at the school, one Dante Parker. Well, needless to say this was suspicious in and of itself. Why would a Priest want information on a seventeen-year-old boy…I refrained from asking. As soon as I agreed to be a part of this I discovered this to be our aim and thus wished I had just left well enough alone. After our first “meeting” concluded I as well as a new member to “our” group, Becky headed off to the Church to report to Father Ray. He was very confrontational if you ask me and found his manner offensive, what do I expect he probably had babies to sacrifice or something. The important thing is that I was not getting myself involved in any of the “spying” as well as trying to form a public link to Father Ray, should we be discovered.
Act
2:
Later I was assigned to investigate a slew of strange occurrences along with my more apt companion Becky. Apparently a string of comas had struck our town and it seemed that the only thing linking them was a video game. Well, Becky would snoop around the victim’s room, while I consoled the parents with passages I could remember from the Book of St. Evan. Well, upon returning to the lab (Mason’s newly purchased lair/ shack) we discovered that the games were distributed by Parker industries as well as that another video game titled “Slayers” was put out by the same company with character named Dante. The pieces seemed to be fitting to perfectly and I offered myself up as a guinea pig for the video game.
After entering into the game (virtual reality….the wonders of the future) I was sent to a secret level via a special code gathered by our other new member, code named Wheels. Anyway when I appeared in this new level I happened upon a small child who immediately began to taunt and mock me about my sexuality…needless to say this could not stand…. so I punched him. It was at this point that he “summoned” quite the little guardian, and by little I mean gigantic, and by guardian I mean huge horned Cyclopes. It slammed me twice before Becky could get me out of there. As I removed the mask a deep gash was on my face bleeding profusely. After my little episode I was fervently against going into the game. So Mason and Becky tried their hand. I am unsure how successful their escapade went except that somehow Mason is now comatose upon the floor and Becky seems a bit shaken up. Apparently the Cyclopes has a new trick which allows him to suck souls, isn’t that wonderful. I’ll get back to you when I have more.
Act
3:
Diary,
Again I am here and not in exactly the best health. After leaving you last night I was forced to, once again, enter the game. Upon entrance into the “secret” level I was met with the same little boy, even though, according to Becky, Mason had killed him on their previous excursion. Well, the group began to play with the boy, games of hopscotch and jump rope but soon I seemed to have a dim affect upon the boy’s disposition with my poems and rhymes. He threw a stone at me striking me in the side of the head. I of course could not stay my hand and thus retaliated. This provoked yet another assault by the beast. I found myself with my soul free of its body standing amongst a variable legion of others who had come before me. I met up with Mason who explained our situation, hopeless. It seemed we could do nothing in our current form and thus were useless except as spectators.
The others fought admirably, but as soon as the creature would be struck it seemed to have no affect on it. It was only through the good graces of one of the game designers that we were capable of being released from our captivity. A man known as Kaizar entered the level and sent the demon out of the game. Well, this was a firm kick to Tasha’s ego, who had been fighting it tooth and nail throughout the whole ordeal. I returned to the “lab” and immediately decided that it was time to confront Dante about everything. I didn’t care if Tasha tried to stop me, which she didn’t; in fact she seemed to be right behind me the whole time. We came to his home and met his roommate George. We soon discovered a false bookshelf and a secret underground facility.
Finale:
I have to break in order to tell you, that this whole thing has me so confused I can barely think straight. After descending the stairs we came to a door which oddly enough Mason knew the access code to (I am really feeling outside the loop). Well, we come to another chamber filled with weapons. We then approached another door at the end of the chamber. As we are about to open the door a glass panel slides down behind us, and a sort of laser, I guess, came flying at us. Well, it cut lengthwise across the enclosure stopping millimeters from Mason’s chest. Soon a video screen descended from the ceiling showing Dante. I began to tell him everything, I tell you that was a moment I was most likely to have killed him. Soon, Tasha talked her way into the chamber beyond and we heard a bit of their conversation.
As far as I can establish, the Book of St. Evan was stolen from an older religion and that Dante truly was the Dante from legend. Apparently he and Father Ray, who we discovered cavorted with dark forces, have a vendetta against each other. We of course our smack dab in the middle. You can’t tell me that both sides don’t know what we’re doing. In either case, I returned to Mason’s shack and retired to my underground chambers. Now I must sleep in order to gather exactly what has happened to me. I somehow feel better, but I feel worse at the same time. Somehow the thought of the Church of St. Evan being a sham fills me with delight. Till we meet again my sweet, good night, pray that I don’t wake, I know I will be.
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