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Tin Universe Monthly #17

  Copyright 2016 Brian Williams

  The sale of this book without its cover….well, is, sort of, impossible since it really doesn’t have a cover but let us go through the legal spray out anyways. If you purchased this book without a cover, you should be aware that it was reported to the publisher as “unsold and destroyed.” Hands up to you who have books like this in your collection? Now that I put my hand down we can continue with the credits and copyright and legal and stuff that people just don’t ever pay attention to unless it is pumping their own horn.

  An Original Publication of System* Publishing, a Tin Universe book published by System*Publishing, a division of System*Productions, Melbourne, Florida. This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead or living dead, is entirely and very much so in the coincidental.

  Originally published as: The Collected 6 QUOIT #1, The Darkness Bite 1 HELL, The Original Sin 1 PAYCHANCE OPENING SUNDAY THOUGHTS, The Original Sin 3 DEEPER ROSES TO FALL, The Original Sin 4 VOICES AND BULLETS, The Original Sin 5 COURSE CHANGE, The Turtle Edge 1 A SELECTION OF SPIRIT- TEACHERS PET, Wall Bound 6 PACKERS ON THE FIRST OUT

  Written and Edited by Brian C. Williams

  Cover Photography by Stephanie Hamlin

  Cover Model work by Stephanie Hamlin

  Any Additional Photography by Stainless Photography

  Cover Digital Work by 74 Images

  {Check Original Materials for more credits}

  Deadline Cheat

  This is the Tin Univers… actually it’s a few stories from other realities. But the breaking news updates are from the Tin Universe.

  BREAKING NEWS: Major mega church in Florida donates a million dollars to an ad campaign to paint Beyond Humans as evil…

  BREAKING NEWS: To prepare for World Economy Summit reports are coming in that Australian government is raiding hotels and apartments of potential protestors…

  BREAKING NEWS: U.S. Congressmen says, “Pregnancy doesn’t happen when a woman is raped. The body shuts itself down.” Nation is silent to stupidity…

  BREAKING NEWS: Arsonist setting fires in California taunts police calling himself Ashes…

  PACKERS ON THE FIRST OUT

  Wall Bound 6

  I will say this upfront, the truth of what I know about Australia and its history is very little, and that very little is based on drunken conversations with an inter-dimensional brain hacker who called himself Camilleri.

  I told him more than a few times his named made me hungry for Star Wars characters on a pizza but he never got the joke.

  The fact is I really don’t need to know a lot to do my job. Mainly what I do need to know is: what my job is, is the employer reliable to pay me and my associates, what my going in plan is, and what my exit out plan will be.

  Camilleri was full of stories with more than a few interesting points within them, least of which was that he was originally from Australia. At 18 he fell through a dimensional rip and ended up studying under a guild of brain hackers called The Pee.

  It means something different there.

  The Pee…

  Shut up.

  The Pee is a chaos group; which are composed of many races from across the dimensional span of all realities. How they got these abilities no one knows. Some have said that the Chaos Gods themselves have gifted them these abilities to operate as their agents in creation.

  But no matter what the answer to their mystery is one thing’s a fact. They wear really cool chrome masks.

  The thing they do is travel between dimensions hacking biological systems to throw a wrench into any states of calm that they find.

  Death gets a big chuckle out of watching these guys work.

  A really cool thing about Camilleri himself, he’s a pretty nice guy for a brain hacker. Not saying the rest of them are Hitler’s but he is part of a group many label as terrorists; so his niceness stands out quite a bit.

  One of those nice traits of his, best of which is him always paying for drinks, but one of those nice traits is how he likes to causally hack the brains of stupid people he enjoys spending time with and adds a little intelligence.

  So here I am.

  Many years later, after the days of drinking with Camilleri, I find myself sitting in a coffee café in Australia as an Australia Day parade passes outside.

  Australia Day is a national celebration but the day isn’t without it detractors. Though this particular Australia Day parade is unique because it’s suppose to be the most inclusive to all of the people throughout the country’s history that have made Australia what it is today.

  And in how these things usual happen more people are angry about it being more inclusive and also a lot angry about it still not being inclusive enough than how many were angry about the early years of Australia Day.

  That’s just a lot of angry and proof again that when dealing with history there are no win win situations.

  I keep ending up back in this country in its many histories and many forms, with my favorite being an Australia in one reality were its most famous export is Fish People Fingers.

  Made from the remains of fish people.

  Tasty.

  I’m of the mind that Camilleri hacked in some Aussie hints while in there making me one degree smarter and those hints that keep my life a little more out of my hands than it is for most other people.

  Let’s get this out of the way, don’t make any mistake, I’m no genius now. One degree smarter took me from picking my ass to picking my nose.

  Oh, and now I can see the left over energies that temporally surround enter-dimensional travelers. I don’t know why I can do this. The one time I meet Camilleri after those drinking days and I told him about this particular ability he responded with, “Oops.”

  If you see random people with a metallic glow about them, you too might have had an encounter with my friend Camilleri. An “Oops” encounter.

  Today I’m having coffee with two people I meet because of said accidently granted ability.

  One is a friend, the other my soon to be wife. I work with both of them now.

  One of them is from an unstable reality called The Collected. Points of reality collected by the ancient race The Twist. Mostly paradoxes and canon issues. He’s a former member of The Pee and was excelled for being the very thing they are accused of being.

  My fiancé is from The Tin Universe, you might have heard of it around these parts. The place has a large hero and villain theme to it. She was working on a British cargo ship in the future when the new Pledge came into her powers. Her survival of that encounter was simply a bite of cosmic angst.

  “My life can be laughable at times. But at other times I can just smile for no reason. Days like today are why I do what I do.” My names Anton

  When it comes to some things most people are in similar view. For a few examples most people enjoy chips on their sandwiches. It may not be popular in America but soccer is a thousand times more popular than the N.F.L.

  And most of my family likes buttermilk.

  Not me.

  For most people it would be better to wake up alive than dead, not counting vampires, but for others there is a walk they must do somewhere between life and death. This is the only way these people can live. And they have no choice.

  These people are what Angels call Packers.

  No Green Bay citizenships required.

  And don’t go there with any fudge comments.

  Packers are human beings who carry their futures with them through every step they take. They are the artists, the performers, the lovers, th
e seekers.

  The dictators.

  The visionaries.

  And the revolutionaries.

  Packers have one thing most humans don’t. They have true passion.

  They also have a unique strength within them.

  All three of us have been called Packers during our travels. I take it as a compliment but my two café mates today aren’t of the same mind. Then again everyone goes into things from different angles.

  “Today’s a story and you should take all stories as a dig into a soul.” That’s my friend Aasif.

  “I think your brain is finally cracking.”

  “I dig what we do, I dig you, I dig your girl.”

  “Watch the digging hippy.”

  “What?”

  “Don’t dig my lady. I don’t like that. I’m a jealous person.”

  “Alice isn’t complaining.”

  “Alice doesn’t talk.”

  But she does middle finger both of us for talking as if she was here.

  That’s called Meta Our Lives banter.

  “Too bad you have another job tonight. One a day is plenty enough for me. I won’t get to see you before I leave for Calgary. I wanted to stay longer, wish I could, but I have a higher profile than both of you do and I’ll need to get out of the country quick after helping with this job.”

  She gives him a half hearted smile filled with disdain more than anything else. Working with them together can be a challenge. Good thing they are both totally professionals when getting a job done.

  “Will you be back for the wedding in July?” I asked

  “I’ll do everything I can to be there. Though I’ll have a new face so expect that. This one is getting too well known.”

  Alice taps her watch to Aasif. She’s a stickler for never doing a job late or early. She prides herself on doing so to make a point of how professional she is. And this job is technically hers with us along for the ride.

  “A few more minutes before the parade hits the right mile marker. Enough time for another round of shots.”

  Being enter-dimensional terrorists for hire is all about the coffee intake.

  A SELECTION OF SPIRIT

  YEAR ONE: TEACHER’S PET

  The Turtle Edge 1

  FROM BLACK:

  OPENING SEQUENCE:

  EXT. INSIDE MCBRIDE’S BEDROOM - - NIGHT

  -Mcbride is asleep in her bed. She is sleeping peacefully, quietly, and with safety from the rest of the world in her heart.

  The room is decorated in what someone who doesn’t know better thinks a Japanese bedroom would look like. Its Stereotypes left, right, and center.

  The camera backs away from looking at her on the bed, out her bedroom window, across her yard, and into the street that run in front of her house. Then the camera suddenly turns around to see a man in a suit, hidden by the shadows of a tree. He’s looking through a pair of hunting binoculars at Mcbride through her bedroom window.

  Note: You can see the reflection of Mcbride on her bed in the binoculars glass. This may not be realistic but it would look cool I think.

  VOICE OVER

  {A female voice}

  ‘Mcbride Barlow is 22 years old. Most of the time she ends up being the mother figure among her friends. She wants to help people who have been hurt by life. For someone so young she has lived a life already way beyond her years. She’s about to make new friends and she will need them.’

  CUT TO:

  CREDITS SEQUENCE:

  EXT. A FOREST - - WINTER

  -The forest is thick with trees and snow as the camera walks through it.

  THEME POEM

  {Acoustic guitar in the background with a male voice reading the poem}

  ‘Blood is on his heart,

  Not his soul,

  A man carrying around a memory,

  Not a demons part.

  He failed once and here we are,

  Not a symbol of a mistake,

  But the barer of the scar,

  Can a false hope spring from a coward in the sea of me?

  When a strange pattern ends suddenly?

  Hold on comfort heroes are there,

  Statues shall or will be raised,

  Only a dare….;

  CUT TO:

  -Mclachian looks into the camera. This isn’t a behind the curtain moment breaking the fourth wall but I want it to be eerie to the viewer that he’s looking at them.

  VOICE OVER

  {A female voice}

  ‘Mclachian is age 23. During a weak moment he turned away instead of helping someone. That person was sacrificed and let lose a horde of evil spirits once again upon the Earth.’

  FADE FROM BLACK:

  EXT. Mcbride’s Bedroom - - Night

  -Mcbride is asleep in her bed. She is sleeping peacefully, quite, and safe, as we all do. The camera backs away from her, out the bedroom window, across her yard, into the street, and then the camera suddenly turns around to see a man in a suit looking through a pair of hunting binoculars at Mcbride through her bedroom window. The shadow from a tree is covering the man’s face.

  Note: This is not a rehash of the earlier scene. The angles all should be slightly different. Maybe even use different cameras to film the first one and this one. Maybe use tape for the first scene and film for this one. This is something I want to do with this series. Use simple moments, simple storytelling tricks as an attempt to make the viewer feel something’s off and not right. A lot of that will have to do with how hard we work on the lighting and music so it will be important we find good talent in those areas.

  DISOLVE TO:

  -A brightly lit room is covered in pictures that have been glued, stapled, nailed, and thumb tacked, to the walls, ceiling, and floor. A man is scotch tapping more of the pictures on the floor; while humming a song. There are stacks of photos beside him and a bucket of raw chicken. The camera turns up and zooms in on one of the pictures on a wall. You can see that it’s Mcbride.

  CUT TO:

  EXT. Black Apple Community College- - Morning

  -This is the first day of the Fall Semester. Students, facility, and staff are arriving at the college.

  VOICE OVER

  {a female voice}

  ‘50% of these students will drop out after a week. 20% will graduate. 15% will drop out a week into their last semester. 5% will graduate with a chance of doing anything with their lives. 10% will die gruesomely before the year is over.’

  CUT TO:

  INT. The Hibbitts History Building

  -The halls are full of the young and older students that attend a community college on their way to classes, happy, full of hope, and more than a few lost.

  CUT TO:

  INT. The Hibbitts History Building

  -Mclachian is buying a soda out of a vending machine.

  Mclachian in a simple way watches all the different kinds of people and groups of people pass by him- the weird normals, the worshipers, the elitists, and even facility. He’s wearing an Army jacket, a black t-shirt, blue jeans, and work boots.

  MINDY

  {off camera}

  ‘Taking Western Civ.?’

  -Mclachian ignores her.

  MINDY

  {off camera}

  ‘Are you taking Western Civ?’

  -Mclachian ignores her.

  MINDY

  {off camera}

  ‘Hi, Mr. Zoned Out.’

  -Mclachian opens his drink with one hand as he turns around to face Mindy.

  MCLACHIAN

  ‘Sorry?’

  -The camera pulls back to show Mindy standing in front of Mclachian with a little bit of a pissed off look on her face. She’s wearing blue jean overalls with a white cut off shirt, and short boots.

  VOICE OVER

  {A female voice}

  ‘Mindy Simon is an 18 year old young woman who has a step sister named Trisha who is also attending Black Apple Community College. She acts like a wild girl to keep some from dealing with things. Sometimes she
gets herself into situations she can’t get herself out of.’

  MINDY

  ‘The book in your left hand? The one that’s titled Western Civ on the cover. I was wondering when you’re taking the class?’

  MCLACHIAN

  ‘In ten minutes.’

  MINDY

  ‘That would be 8:00.’

  ‘MCLACHIAN

  ‘Yep.’

  -Mclachian rudely ignores Mindy and walks by her to go into the classroom.

  MINDY

  ‘College, where assholes don’t have zits but still are dicks.’

  CUT TO:

  INT. The College Cafeteria, The Maddox Seat - - Later

  -Mindy and her step sister Trisha are sitting in a booth talking. Trisha is wearing a green turtle neck sweater, blue jeans, and tennis shoes.

  CUT TO:

  EXT. School Student Parking Lot - - Evening

  -Mcbride is getting in her truck. She sees a small box on the dash of her truck. She opens it. She’s wearing a baseball cap, a windbreaker jacket, blue jeans, and tennis shoes.

  CUT TO:

  EXT. Another Part Of The School’s Student Parking Lot - - Same Time

  -Mclachian is flipping through his Western Civ. book standing beside his truck when from behind Sheriff Witter spins him around and shoves him against the truck. The back of Mclachian’s t-shirt reads S.O.S.

  Sheriff Witter is one of the youngest Sheriff’s you will ever find in a small town at age 30.

  SHERIFF WITTER

  ‘I’m watching you Mclachian.’

  MCLACHIAN

  ‘That’s original Sheriff.’

  SHERIFF WITTER

  ‘Cecillia Mathis died and you aren’t clean from it.’

  -Mclachian shoves the Sheriff.

  MCLACHIAN

  ‘I just found the body. I’ll never be clean from that night Witter but I was just in the wrong place at the wrong time.’

  SHERIFF WITTER

  ‘I know there is more.’

  -The Sheriff grabs Mclachian by the throat as Mclachian pushes himself a step forward.

  SHERIFF WITTER

  ‘There is more.’

  -The Sheriff lets go of Mclachian and walks away as the camera goes up in the sky.

  MCLACHIAN

  {off camera}

  ‘There always is more.”

  CUT TO:

  -A view of Mcbride’s hands and the box. Mcbride pulls a bottle out of the box and then a card that reads, “MY BLOOD FOR YOU.” Then suddenly a crack and the bottle explodes covering Mcbride’s face with blood.

  Then the camera pulls wider and back out of the truck as Mcbride begins to cry and she grabs an apple that was sitting in the seat and throws it through the front window of the truck.

  CUT TO:

  EXT. Black Apple Community College - - Night Classes

  CUT TO:

  INT. The Hartly Technology Building

  -A computer class room with only six students in it. One of them is Mclachian and sitting beside him is Trisha. The teacher finishes handing out the weeks home work assignments and lets the class leave.

  CUT TO:

  INT. A Hallway In The Lawson Arts Building - - Later

  -Trisha is getting a pack of gum out of a snack machine as Mclachian walks by. She notices him and jumps out in front of him to get his attention. Sort of like throwing a rock at someone to get their attention.

  TRISHA

  ‘Hi! We have class together. Well, I guess you know that we have class together because you know… We sit near each other. Side by side. In class.’

  MCLACHIAN

  ‘Yes.’

  -Mclachian starts to walk away. Trisha slides in front of him again.

  TRISHA

  ‘I noticed you were having problems in class…with multitasking.’

  MCLACHIAN

  ‘I’m a one task sort of guy.’

  TRISHA

  ‘You know I could help…you, if you would want… Me to.’

  MCLACHIAN

  ‘Sorry, no.’

  -Trisha ignoring what he just said.

  TRISHA

  ‘No bother, really, we could meet tomorrow after lunch.’

  -Mclachian stares at Trisha’s rather large smile wanting to just walk away or tell her to fuck off. With everything telling him to just walk away he doesn’t.

  MCLACHIAN

  ‘Thank you.’

  CUT TO:

  INT. Mclachian’s Hotel Room - - 2am

  -Mclachian is sitting at the end of his bed reading a book for his Religious Studies class. The only thing that shows anyone is occupying the room is books spread all around the room and two old Army duffel bags which are sitting in a corner of the room.

  CUT TO:

  INT. In A Basement Somewhere

  -Stalker person is working on a small painting. Playing on a large Tv in the background behind his painters stand is some hardcore porn.

  Note: If hardcore porn is out of bounds to use how about a religious show? Both are porn in different ways.

  CUT TO:

  INT. The Maddox Seat - - The Next Day

  -The camera starts as a young lady is buying her lunch and follows her out to the eating area where she passes Mindy and Trisha. It would be best if we could get a recognizable person to play the young lady as a sort of fake out to the viewer because we will never see her character again.

  CUT TO:

  -Trisha and Mindy are having lunch together enjoying each other’s company. These are two sisters who love spending time together.

  Trisha is wearing tennis shoes, blue jeans, and a brown pullover. Mindy is wearing a black t-shirt, a brown leather vest, tight jeans, and dress shoes.

  MINDY

  ‘Freaks And Geeks had more an impact on TV than Buffy.’

  TRISHA

  ‘Yes, not even a full season. So much impact compared to 7 seasons.’

  MINDAY

  ‘Doesn’t matter how many seasons it had, Faulty Towers only had around 13 episodes.’

  TRISHA

  ‘Don’t speak Freaks in the same sentence as Towers. Buffy had Alyson Hanningon, SMG, Anthony Stewart Head, Booth, Seth Green, James Marsters, Michelle Trachtenberg, and Amber Bensen.’

  MINDY

  ‘Freaks had Velma Dinkley, Sweets, James Franco, Seth Rogen, and Jason Segel.’

  TRISHA

  ‘Big woop there.’

  MINDY

  ‘The truth is…’

  TRISHA

  ‘The truth is Joss Whedon and other writers like Jane Espenson are the shit. Buffy changed the way pop culture was used in all forms of storytelling. How dialogue was written. How people approached writing as a whole.’

  MINDY

  ‘Don’t bore me with your Buffy. Freaks led to Knocked Up, 40 Year Old Virgin, Green Hornet, and How I Met Your Mother,’

  TRISHA

  ‘Green Hornet?’

  MINDY

  ‘Ok, bad example.’

  TRISHA

  ‘Buffy lead to Firefly, Bones, Robot Chicken, Drones, and let’s not make a mistake it’s Willow that rocks How I Met Your Mother, not Segel.’

  MINDY

  ‘Buffy bore, I said no Buffy bore.’

  TRISHA

  ‘Don’t bore me with your Freaks, though to be honest the real boring is the people I’ve meet here so far. No one speaks up in classes and the teachers seem to be barely awake.’

  MINDY

  ‘Meet anyone interesting?’

  TRISHA

  ‘One guy. I meet him in night class. I told him I’d help him with computer stuff he’s having problems with.’

  MINDY

  ‘Step sis making moves. Being a tech geek hasn’t gotten me so much as a look and you’re hooking up.’

  TRISHA

  ‘No, just helping.’

  MINDY

  ‘What’s he look like?’

  TRISHA

  ‘Rugged and…’

  MCLACHIAN

  {off
camera}

  ‘Like me?’

  -Mclachian appears out of almost nowhere. He’s standing beside their table. You only see him from the waist up.

  Then the camera pulls back a bit to show all three of them.

  MCLACHIAN

  ‘But I’m really not that rugged.’

  -Trisha gives a nervous smile.

  MINDY

  ‘Hi, again.’

  TRISHA

  ‘You’ve meet?’

  MINDY

  ‘Watch him Trisha he’ll talk your ears off.’

  MCLACHIAN

  ‘Words should have importance behind them.’

  MINDY

  ‘So should a name…’

  CUT TO:

  -Mindy and Trisha stand up in the same time doing things way some sisters do.

  MINDY

  ‘…and I like to know the name of everyone in my sister’s life.’

  TRISHA

  ‘Mindy!’

  MINDY

  ‘I worry.’

  TRISHA

  ‘His names Char…’

  MCLACHIAN

  ‘You can call me Mclachian.’

  CUT TO:

  INT. A Computer Study Room - - Later

  -The room has only three students in it. Mcbride is sitting by herself. Trisha is explaining something to Mclachian.

  TRISHA

  ‘…all you have to really remember is…’

  -A delivery man enters the room and gives a package to Mcbride. Mcbride opens it, screams, and drops it. Trisha and Mclachian rush over to Mcbride. Trisha is trying to calm Mcbride down, who’s shaking and crying. She gets up and runs out of the room.

  CUT TO:

  -Outside in the hallway. Mcbride has fallen to her knees crying. Trisha sits down beside her.

  TRISHA

  ‘What’s wrong?’

  -Mclachian walks over to them. Mcbride has her hands over her eyes crying. Trisha looks up to Mclachian.

  TRISHA

  ‘How can I help?’

  MCLACHIAN

  ‘She’s being stalked.’

  TRISHA

  ‘What?’

  MCLACHIAN

  ‘Look.’

  CUT TO:

  -Trisha is holding Mcbride as Mclachian hands her the thing that was in the package.

  CUT TO:

  -Back in the classroom on Mcbride’s computer screen where an email reads I’M WATCHING.

  CUT TO:

  -Trisha is holding the object. The camera pans in on the object. It’s a small painting of Mcbride nude being crucified.

  CUT TO:

  INT. A RESTURANT - - A Hour Later

  -All of them are sitting in a booth together. In front of all of them are beverages: Mindy=cappuccino, Trisha=soda, Mclachian=coffee, and Mcbride=beer. That’s subtle character building there or product placement if we can get any.

  TRISHA

  ‘How long has this been going on?’

  MCBRIDE

  ‘About a month ago I kept getting the feeling I was being followed but who doesn’t get that feeling sometimes so after a little while I just told myself I was just being stupid. Then two weeks ago I got a package. It was a crate of animal hearts.’

  TRISHA

  ‘God.’

  MINDY

  ‘Any ideas who it could be?’

  MCBRIDE

  ‘No. No clue.’

  CUT TO:

  EXT. Outside The Restaurant

  -The group is standing beside Mclachian’s truck.

  MCBRIDE

  ‘Thanks for helping me. I have to admit I’ve been feeling really alone of late.’

  -Mclachian gets in his truck

  MCBRIDE

  ‘You guys don’t know me but you’re here for me.’

  -Mclachian starts his truck.

  TRISHA

  ‘That’s friendship.’

  -Mclachian suddenly drives off without a word leaving the rest of them still with a lot of questions about him.

  CUT TO:

  -A wide shot of Mclachian driving off in his truck as the others walking towards Mcbride’s jeep.

  CUT TO:

  EXT. Black Apple Community College - - Night Classes

  -Mcbride is getting out of her jeep when a masked man grabs her and throws her in a car. Mcbride screams for help but he keeps punching her in the chest until he finally knocks the air out of her.

  He slams the cars door shut.

  THE STALKER

  ‘Is tonight the night my heart of death?’

  MINDY

  {off camera}

  ‘STOP!’

  -A big History book hits the stalker in the face twice before he runs off and into the wooded area that surrounds the campus.

  CUT TO:

  -Now you see it was Mindy as she goes to Mcbride who’s on her knees in the parking lot. Mindy sits down beside her.

  CUT TO:

  EXT. Mcbride’s House

  -The lights in Mcbride’s house turn off. The camera spins around to show the stalker standing in the shadows across the street.

  CUT TO:

  INT. Inside Mclachian’s Truck - - Same Time

  -Mclachian is watching the stalker.

  CUT TO:

  -Mindy and Trisha before morning classes.

  CUT TO:

  -Mcbride is the last student to get her test paper back and as she is getting ready to leave she looks at it. She is shocked to see written across it- I’M THE BLOOD. She drops the paper and backs out of the classroom as the teacher stands in the classrooms doorway looking with sinister pride on his face.

  CUT TO:

  EXT. Student Parking Lot - - An Hour Later

  -Mindy and Mcbride are sitting on the tailgate of Mclachian’s truck; while Trisha and Mclachian are standing to the side of the pickup.

  MINDY

  ‘You have to go to the police.’

  TRISHA

  ‘Or at least the Student Council.’

  MCBRIDE

  ‘I don’t know. I dropped the note. I don’t even have any evidence.’

  CUT TO:

  EXT. The Potter Faculty And Staff Building - - Night

  -Outside view.

  CUT TO:

  INT. The Office Of The College President

  -Dean Glanville, Dr. Paris, the stalker teacher Dr. Collinsworth, Mcbride, and Mindy are gathered in Dr. Paris office.

  DR. COLLINSWORTH

  ‘I have no idea Dean Glanville what she is thinking. Maybe it’s because of her low grades.’

  MINDY

  ‘Bull!’

  DR. PARIS

  ‘Ms. Simon.’

  DR. COLLINSWORTH

  ‘Students tell stories. They haven’t matured yet.’

  CUT TO:

  INT. Outside Dr. Paris Office

  -Trisha and Mclachian are sitting.

  TRISHA

  ‘Do you think they will fire him?’

  MCLACHIAN

  ‘No.’

  TRISHA

  ‘Why?’

  MCLACHIAN

  ‘Things just run certain ways.’

  SHERIFF WITTER

  {off camera}

  ‘MCLACHIAN.’

  -Mclachian lowers his head.

  MCLACHIAN

  ‘Damn.’

  -The camera pulls back to see Sheriff Witter now standing in front of them.

  SHERIFF WITTER

  ‘You’re involved in this?’

  MCLACHIAN

  ‘I’m just sitting here.’

  SHERIFF WITTER

  ‘Fine stay there. I’ll be back out in a few minutes.’

  CUT TO:

  -Back into Dr. Paris office as Sheriff Witter walks in.

  CUT TO:

  INT. A Hallway In The Potter Building

  -Trisha and Mclachian are coming back from going after something to drink.

  CUT TO:

  -Mcbride leaves Dr. Paris office mad and Mindy follows slamming the door.

  CUT TO:
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  -Mcbride and Mindy rush by Trisha and Mclachian.

  MINDY

  ‘Come on step sis.’

  -Trisha follows Mcbride and Mindy. The camera now is just focused on Mclachian for about three minutes.

  SHERIFF WITTER

  {off camera}

  ‘Boy!’

  -The camera turns to show Sheriff Witter walking down the hallway at Mclachian.

  MCLACHIAN

  {off camera}

  ‘Damn.’

  -Sheriff Witter grabs Mclachian and throws him against a wall. After Mclachian falls to the floor Witter picks him back up off the floor.

  SHERIFF WITTER

  ‘I want the facts Now!! What do you know?’

  MCLACHIAN

  ‘She’s telling the truth.’

  SHERIFF WITTER

  ‘And I should believe you?’

  MCLACHIAN

  ‘About this. Yes.’

  SHERIFF WITTER

  ‘You’re trouble boy.’

  -The Sheriff walks away.

  SHERIFF WITTER

  ‘And I will be watching you.’

  CUT TO:

  EXT. A Bar - - 4:30am

  -Outside view of The Black Seed bar.

  CUT TO:

  INT. The Bar

  -The bar is the sort where food is advertised but not a crumb could be found within its walls. A man is sitting at the bar singing a song.

  SONG

  ‘Something you outgrow,

  Something you don’t,

  Like fear during rains on dry days or going through life alone,

  The shining morning passion,

  Something’s never leave you,

  Something’s never thought out,

  Like what he did to you or that very harsh word,

  The shining morning passion,

  Try to get stronger along the way,

  West to the never ending story,

  The shining morning passion,

  Something’s are like a drive around in a heart,

  The shining morning passion,’

  -The camera goes through the empty bar to a chair in a corner where Mclachian is sitting leaning back against the wall holding a beer.

  CUT TO:

  INT. Mcbride’s House - - The Next Night

  -All of the group is sitting on the living room couch.

  MCBRIDE

  ‘They say they can’t do anything. No proof.’

  MINDY

  ‘A bunch of bull.’

  TRISHA

  ‘Is there anything we can do?’

  MCBRIDE

  ‘You guys have been great but I’m just quitting school.’

  TRISHA

  ‘No, don’t do that.’

  -Mindy stands up and the camera view pans out a bit.

  MINDY

  ‘He can’t get away with this.’

  TRISHA

  ‘YA!’

  -They all look at Trisha and laugh at her enthusiasm.

  CUT TO:

  EXT. Outside Mcbride’s House - - A Few Minutes Later

  -The group is walking to Mindy’s car.

  MCBRIDE

  ‘Think of it this way. I was flunking so me quitting isn’t that big of a deal. I don’t think he’s going to bother me anymore and out of this mess I’ve made three friends.’

  CUT TO:

  -Mindy and Trisha drive away in their car.

  CUT TO:

  -Mclachian is sitting in his truck with the door open as Mcbride leans against the door.

  MCLACHIAN

  ‘Are you sure your alright?’

  MCBRIDE

  ‘No, but I’m me.’

  MCLACHIAN

  ‘As long as you don’t let him change you, you win.’

  CUT TO:

  -Mcbride smiles.

  MCBRIDE

  ‘He doesn’t say much but he knows knowledge.’

  CUT TO:

  -Wide shot as a car smashes into Mclachian’s truck from out of nowhere. Mcbride is thrown far from the truck like a kid tossed a ragdoll across the road. She lands in the front yard of an abandoned house. A lot of the houses are abandoned on this street.

  CUT TO:

  Mcbride is knocked out on the grass. She almost instantly starts to try to return from concussionville by the smell of the grass. It sends images through her head of gardening. And this really could do nothing for an actor to read but it happens when you are writing a script and a short story at the same time.

  CUT TO:

  Mclachian is bleeding in his truck knocked out also. See I can just describe a cut without going on and on and on.

  CUT TO:

  -Dr. Collinsworth picks a barely able to stand Mcbride up off the ground.

  DR. COLLINSWORTH

  ‘I hold a heart in my hands. You my dear will make it all go away. The line from a thousand years in the past ends here with…’

  MCLACHIAN

  {off camera}

  ‘Me kicking your ad-joint I bought my degree in Tijuana ass.’

  CUT TO:

  -Mclachian looking brave standing all gallant. Then he falls down dizzy from his injuries.

  MCLACHIAN

  ‘Or then again.’

  CUT TO:

  -Collinsworth drops Mcbride and walks over and grabs Mclachian off the ground. Collinsworth’s whole body begins to glow as he holds Mclachian in the air by his shoulders.

  CUT TO:

  -Close up of Mclachian’s face.

  MCLACHIAN

  ‘Oh yeah, I have a concussion. Pretty glow.’

  CUT TO:

  -Mclachian hits the ground after being thrown across Mcbride’s front yard.

  CUT TO:

  -Mclachian on his hands and knees.

  MCLACHIAN

  ‘Ok, we went from her getting ready to be hurt to me getting my ass kicked.’

  -Collinsworth grabs Mclachian up by the hair of his head.

  DR. COLLINSWORTH

  ‘You are a rock in the road of destiny.’

  MCLACHIAN

  ‘Actually my families Apostolic.’

  CUT TO:

  -Mclachian lands in front of Mcbride just as she is getting to her feet. Collinsworth walks and stands in front of them as Mcbride helps her friend back to his feet. Then Mclachian steps in front of her to put himself between her and Collinsworth.

  DR. COLLINSWORTH

  {off camera}

  ‘Champion hero. What is your Achilles?’

  CUT TO:

  -Mclachian steps forward.

  MCLACHIAN

  ‘Stupidity.’

  CUT TO:

  -Collinsworth’s glow goes supernova like a human torch, but not The Human Torch, so I don’t want any Disney lawsuits coming my way.

  DR. COLLINSWORTH

  ‘I now understand my family’s destiny. They say your quest is only beginning.’

  -He disappears into ash.

  CUT TO:

  -Mcbride and Mclachian lean on each other.

  MCLACHIAN

  ‘Yep.’

  -Then they fall on their butts and then onto their backs on the grass. Then the sky cracks and its starts to rain. Well, if we can afford those “a human torch” and into ash effects, we should be able to afford some rain.

  CUT TO:

  EXT. A Hospital - - Morning

  -The group leaves the hospital walking out into the parking lot. Mcbride and Mclachian are bruised up and not walking so steady.

  CUT TO:

  -The group walking through the hospital parking lot.

  TRISHA

  ‘This all is just….just…’

  MINDY

  ‘Way weird.’

  MCLACHIAN

  ‘Yep.’

  MCBRIDE

  ‘And it happened to us?’

  TRISHA

  ‘Well, you two got all the cuts and bruises.’

  MCBRIDE

  ‘We the bruised.’

  MINDY

  ‘We the…?’r />
  MCLACHIAN

  ‘Hungry.’

  -The camera stops and lets them pass by.

  FADE TO:

  CLOSING CREDITS SEQUENCE:

  INT. A Restaurant

  -The camera watches the group talk as the end credits row.

  QUICK CUT TO:

  -A very fast series of clips from any future episodes we already have filmed by this time this episode airs.