Archive | June, 2013

Esoterically Futile, a one act play by Sarah Kay Hair

13 Jun

Set in a retro style living room. Thai dye throws on sofa, and two chairs either side surrounding a brightly coloured rug and curtains, with beads up at the exit door. A low laying wooden table is in front of the sofa. An old fashioned record player is placed on a set of wooden draws. A TV is placed in the corner. Candles and lamps are placed on the furniture all around the room. John aged 21 and Sam aged 19 are chilling out smoking in Sam’s eccentric father’s house while he is away. Both sat comfortably on the sofa are just looking at the TV.

 

JOHN: Are you a pagan

SAM: I’m nothing. I don’t have a label

JOHN: I could give you a label?

SAM: Ok?

JOHN: I think you are a pagan witch… Defo! Do you have a broom?

SAM: (laughs) I have Henry. I don’t need a broom. You… are a wizard!

JOHN: Well you are right! Maybe we can cast spells!

SAM: You think because my dad has all these magical trinkets and psychedelic books and things that I’m a witch? If I’m a witch my spells don’t work.

JOHN: You’re not putting your heart into it. What do you wish for?

SAM: To accept what is (she laughs)

JOHN: As I said you are not putting your heart into it. Do you believe in fate?

SAM: Yes!!

JOHN: I didn’t until recently. It messes with your head.

SAM: What will be, will be?

JOHN: It can’t be though. We have to be in charge of our actions.

SAM: Yeah, and the decisions we make are already programmed into our brains. Some people just don’t have the ability to make changes, some do.

(John goes to speak but Sam cuts him off)

Some people are not in the position to make actions. They don’t have the brain capacity or the ability.

(John laughs)

JOHN: I was just asking that!

SAM: Not everyone can change their fate.

JOHN: It’s weird.

SAM: (laughs) for example, if you take action, it was your fate to do so. If you have two choices, that’s fate!

JOHN: Then you could argue everything is fate.

SAM: Yeah exactly!

JOHN: Me and Lisa went to see a fortune teller, and for me everything she has said has come true, for me. Well almost!

SAM: You said! I don’t believe in fortune tellers, no matter how right they are. They are just good at cold reading.

JOHN: I know what you mean but she said things I didn’t even know which is what cooks my cookie.

SAM: Did you never watch that episode with Derren Brown? He went to a spiritualist church in America posing as a medium. No one knew him there. To a hall full of people he picked random people out from the audience and basically cold read them. He guessed things about them that no one could have known, after Derren confessed to the cameras that he wasn’t at all communicating with the dead, but was in fact reading these peoples body language. The church leaders thought he was an amazing medium!

(John goes to speak, but Sam again interrupts)

And did you know… just from your postcode of the date you were born… the government can predict when and how you will die?!

JOHN: Predict yes! Knowing is very different! Mentioning people that you haven’t even met yet as my fortune teller did is mind boggling.

SAM: It’s a cold guess. The chance of you meeting this particular person was high. Did their name have a J in it? (Sarcastically laughs)

JOHN: I am not having it Sam. It was not his name. It was a name we both called each other (Harold) she was spot on. I will take you to see her one day.

SAM: Ok so what can a fortune teller do for you then? They can’t change anything can they?

JOHN: Nothing! You are right. But if she was right then logic must dictate that our future is already planned out for us!

SAM: Yeah… and how many endings can there be?

JOHN: If our future is set out for us then there can only be one ending! It is mad when you think deeply into it.

SAM: I was told by my mum at the age of 14 that I will never be anything more than a factory worker. She said there is a place for everyone in this world. We need factory workers, we need cleaners, it’s debatable that we need leaders bla bla bla, but I refused to believe that was my fate. I knew it wasn’t my fate. But it is for some people because they simply don’t realise it!

JOHN: Good Mum!

SAM: Yeah it’s mad! Thank the lord for my open minded dad or I may be packing cd’s!

(John and Sam sit there in silence contemplating fate)

Just because I know my fate, doesn’t mean I made it happen.

JOHN: You gottta be in it to win it. But just because you’re in it don’t mean you’re gonna win it!

SAM: What? You’re mad! (She laughs) When’s your birthday?

JOHN: Are you trying to cast a spell on me? 12th November.

SAM: What would I be doing a spell for?

JOHN: I dunno you’re the witch!

SAM: (laughs) but as a guess, why would I cast a spell on you? a love spell? to turn you into a frog?

JOHN: I’m hoping a prince!

SAM: I’ll have to dig out my dad’s spell book. Do you think if you cast a bad spell you get bad karma?

JOHN: Deffo, I think all spells are bad. You shouldn’t mess with destiny.

SAM: (laughs) so you believe they actually work?

JOHN: Yeah

SAM: Well I just don’t.

JOHN: Well you should, you are a witch!

SAM: Why do you believe in spells? anything to back up your belief?

JOHN: Maybe I put one on you!

SAM: (Looks around) Nothing’s changed!

JOHN: (Unsurprised) I’m not a wizard though.

SAM: Oh so you have to be a wizard to cast a spell?

JOHN: I think you have to have some sort of wizardry background!

SAM: I read a book in Australia about real wizards in India. It wasn’t about spells, it was about seeing the world in others eyes. Their existence was through others eyes. If an eagle flew past him and looked at him, he would have then caught a glimpse of himself. Wizards are about wisdom.

JOHN: Well I am not very wise.

SAM: Well! You believe in spells right? So let’s cast one?

JOHN: Oh I dunno SAM!

(Overlaps)

SAM: Just start with a simple one? Like …

JOHN: (Overlaps) No, no no lets go all out if you don’t really believe then what difference does it make. I want something done. I have for a while wanted someone to pay for what they did to me.

SAM: John you’re missing the point, you can’t do bad spells. We have to do something nice, to make things better; spells are to heal, to evoke love and luck, not to hurt anyone (Silence as she watches Johns face scour)… John! 

JOHN: Ah Sam that’s boring, I can’t be bothered. If you don’t believe it all then why are you so concerned?

SAM: Ok I don’t necessary disbelieve, I’m just a little sceptical. I’d believe it if I saw it.

JOHN: So wouldn’t it be amazing if something actually happened? You would have faith then Sam. Pure 100% faith, it’s got to be worth it right?

SAM: Yes of course, so let’s do a love spell or a healing spell, or a money spell (She grins greedily)

JOHN: (Overlaps) Nooo no no I want to see instant progress. I want an instant impact, now!

(John is now putting some psychedelic music on, he starts to slowly dance, almost like swaying)

I want to see a rat turn into a pig, I want to see a tree talk, I want to conjure up thunder and rain, I want (silence while he thinks) I want, I want to put a curse on someone (Excited) I know just what to do.

SAM: John you’re scaring me! You’re getting too excited, I’m starting to question your intentions, and I thought you were such a nice boy (She laughs)

JOHN: (Laughs) Chill Winston… I’m just playing! I’m just sooo bored! Bored!! Have you ever done the Ouija board?

(John is being nosey looking around the music player at books and in pots on the shelves)

SAM: Yes, me and my friend made one, it looked really good. Do you know you can actually buy one in Toys are us in America? Crazy that! We did everything what we were supposed to and nothing happened. We sat with it for over an hour, then another hour later on. Nothing happened. It’s a load of bullocks! I slept on the sofa with the board still set up on the table in front of me. Years ago that would have scared me but I wasn’t even scared. I wasn’t pissed or anything.

JOHN: Ah see that’s what the problem was, you didn’t believe, you need to believe for these things to happen.

(Something in a pot grabs John’s attention; he sneakily puts it in his pocket making sure Sam does not see.)

SAM: Nonsense! Apparently (Sarcastically) things have happened when people have ‘least’ expected it! I did kinder believe then anyway. At the time I did.

JOHN: So would you suggest then that it’s just a harmless game?

SAM: Oui!

JOHN: Haha! So you would be up for doing the Ouija board again then, now, with me?

SAM: I suppose!

(John sneakily puts the thing in his pocket (acid) in a drink and hands it to Sam)

Thanks. Do you know anyone in spirit John?

JOHN: Yeah but no one who I was close to, no one I need to contact, you?

SAM: I tried communicating with my nan last time, could try again.

JOHN: Great! (Sarcastically) Right, we need the bits then…?

SAM: A glass, a board, a pen obviously! Candles would be good.

JOHN: (Overlaps while lighting the candles) got them! Ye ye anything else? (Impatiently)

SAM: (Thinks) No… that’s all.

(Johns scurrying on and off stage finding the pieces comes back with the things and uses a mirror as the board, hands it to Sam and she starts writing out the alphabet. John is impatiently waiting (fidgeting) John changes the music to something more eerie, and turns the light off)

John, can you draw a sun there and a moon that side, just there? I need the toilet.

(She gets up and hands him the pen, but just as she’s leaving the room John stops her to tell her something)

JOHN: Do you know, the guy who first marketed the Ouija board committed suicide? Ah what was his name…? Lenard… no Kennard, Charles Kennard! He committed suicide, jumped off a building!

SAM: He didn’t jump, he fell! And it was the guy who took over the Ouija business! William Fuld. Everyone knows that!

(She leaves to go to the toilet, John thinks of another story he could tell Sam that might spook her, he gets another idea and then continues to draw the sun and the moon. Sam re-enters looking a bit nervous)

SAM: John can you hear that?

JOHN: What?

SAM: Shush! Listen…

(Silence, they both look around. Sam with an intense need to know where this sound is coming from, she listens to certain objects until she gets to the candle)

It’s the candle John, can you hear that?

JOHN: No Sam, it’s silent. It’s probably a ghost! Ooohhh!!

SAM: John it’s… it’s singing! Beautifully… like an angel.

(She turns the music off)

Listen John… it’s all of them John, they are singing! John it’s amazing!

JOHN: Sam ok, I can’t hear it though, put the music back on… will you!

(Sam puts the music back on and goes and sits opposite John, she’s looking in amazement as if she can still hear the candles singing, both either side of the board)

JOHN: You ready?

SAM: Yeah.

JOHN: (John speaks in an eerie tone.) My mum did this here in Kent once. She comes from Wales; she came here when she was about 11 years old. The Ouija board spelt out the exact name of a boy who she went to primary school with. He got run over by a bus. My mum wouldn’t lie, so I believe this.

SAM: Really! Oh gosh that is pretty spooky! (She shudders) That just sent goose bumps all down my spine. Look! (She shows him her bare arm) The hairs standing on end! (Sam then becomes fixated on the hair on her arm; she’s intrigued, moving her head from side to side)

John my hairs are dancing! Look John! They are actually dancing!

JOHN: Calm down, c’mon, let’s get on with this. The spirits will be waiting (Spoken in a spooky tone)

SAM: Ok… Right, it’s important we don’t ask stupid questions. And we don’t mock the spirits ok?

(John nods)

First we need to open the door to the spirit world… that’s until they answer basically… put your fingers very lightly on the glass.

(They both place their fingers on the glass)

Ouija, are you there?

(Silence)

Ouija, are you there?

(Silence)

Ouija, are you there?

(Silence)

Ouija, are you there?

(Silence)

JOHN: Maybe someone is there but their scared? I think there’s someone there, I feel it.

SAM: Ok, Ouija are you afraid?

(Silence)

SAM: Ouija we won’t hurt you. We want to speak with you, that’s all. If you are there can you please communicate with us? Ouija are you there?

(Silence, John is looking anxious, Sam starts to sweat)

SAM: John I’m really hot.

JOHN: I’ll open a window.

(John opens the window)

SAM: I’m burning up, feel that.

(Sam puts Johns hand on her head)

JOHN: It’s a little hot; I’ll get you some water.

(He leaves to get water; Sam is now stood by the window)

SAM: Owe!

(Sam looks at her arm, and starts to freak out)

SAM: John! Ahh!

(Sam pulls up her top and reacts as if she has been badly scratched on her stomach and calls John)

John!!!

(Sam sits on the sofa and puts the throw over her head and cries like she is really scared, John comes running in)

JOHN: Sam you’ll be ok, you’re just panicking, calm down will you?

(John changes the music to something more cheerful)

Hey, think about nice things Sam… what’s your favourite thing in the world Sam?

SAM: John I’m being bit by something, it’s hurting me, it’s scratching me.

(John takes the throw from Sam, she holds out her arms)

Look John, look what it’s doing to me.

JOHN: There’s nothing there Sam, you’re ok.

(She lifts her top up and shows her stomach.)

SAM: LOOK, It’s scratching me to pieces John, IT HURTS, HELP ME!!

JOHN: Drink some more water.

SAM: Call an ambulance! NOW JOHN! CALL ME A FUCKING AMBULANCE!! CALL THE POLICE THE FUCKING ARMY ANYTHING HELP ME!!!

JOHN: You’re ok… Sam you will be ok.

SAM: AHHHHHHH!

(She holds her stomach like she’s just been punched)

SAM: AHHHHHH!

(She looks at her hands)

My hands John look.

JOHN: Sam please calm down.

(John grabs the mirror off the wall, and shows Sam she’s ok)

SAM: What the fucks that for? I can’t see my reflection, John I’m being possessed! It’s the devil! John, help me!

JOHN: I’ll help you, I’ll help you Sam.

(John grabs the laptop)

C’mon c’mon hurry up.

SAM: Turn the music off John, there’s voices. I don’t know what it’s saying, It’s the devil. Turn it off!

(John does just that, back at the laptop John starts searching for what to do on a bad trip)

SAM: What are you looking for?

JOHN: I’m looking for a priest… a priest can help us!

SAM: I can’t move!

JOHN: Ok Sam I need to explain something to you…

(John puts the laptop down, and kneels over by Sam, she’s laid flat like a board on the sofa convinced she can’t move)

I’m sorry Sam, I need to tell you the truth, this is all my fault. You have not been possessed.

SAM: What are you talking about, I can fucking feel it!

JOHN: Sam you need to listen to me, I’m telling the truth, you haven’t been possessed at all by anything. I was only playing; it was supposed to be a laugh!

SAM: Spit it out!

JOHN: I put LSD in your drink earlier Sam.

SAM: What the fuck!

JOHN: I’m really sorry, it was in your dads pot(Pointing to the shelf) I thought it would be funny, but you will be ok, if you can think of nice things you will stop feeling like this. How’s your horse, Oliver?

SAM: He’s dead. HE’S DEAD JOHN! Died years ago!

(John turns on the lights and starts looking through the DVD collection)

JOHN: Lets watch a film, what’s ya favourite movie?

SAM: A MOVIE! Owwww

(She clutches her stomach again)

I’ve been possessed!

(John stares Sam in the eyes)

JOHN: Sam It is the drug that’s making you feel this way trust me! You think you have been possessed because of the drug! I gave it to you because I wanted you to believe, It’s just in your head ok. What is your favourite movie?

SAM: You sure?

JOHN: Of course I am!

(He shows her some LSD from the pot on the shelf)

See, it won’t last much longer… I’m going to stay with you till it’s over. But you will feel good in a minute, I promise you. You like popcorn yeah? (He smiles reassuringly) What film Sam? ‘Ted’ that’s supposed to be really funny isn’t it?

SAM: Yeah ok let’s watch ‘Ted.’(Unsure)

(John puts the DVD on, clears the board away, and grabs some popcorn from the kitchen; Sam is nervously looking at the TV)

JOHN: Here, have some popcorn.

(John sits next to Sam and smiles at her reassuringly)

I am really sorry Sam.

(Sam looks at him, shakes her head and hugs a cushion for dear life while staring at the TV, John is looking really guilty while trying to reassure Sam)

 

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My article re-drafted/What is Reality?

10 Jun

What is Reality?

Recently I came across something called Quantum Mechanics, and wow, just wow! I am so excited to know more.

I don’t claim to know anything about this stuff but what I came across has really intrigued me. I never thought about looking at the world in this way. Now suddenly I think I’m Einstein!

I’d like to paint in huge letters along London’s Waterloo Bridge the words ‘Wake Up’. So big you could see them by satellite. Wouldn’t it be great if this made the headlines? Because it’s just such an awesome concept. To me anyway.

I’m now thinking. Are we existing in a primeval view of the world, unaware of any reality other than what we see? Stumping human evolution through lack of knowledge and ignorance to it?

According to Socrates ‘There is only one good, knowledge, and one evil, ignorance’.

I’m very curious now. Does the clue for true reality lie within Quantum Mechanics, the study of how atoms interact? Apparently atoms are tiny little particles of energy that make everything in the universe, even the air we breathe. Physicists say they move like vibrating waves to form our material world. And a simple act of observation can interrupt their movements.

I’m no scientist, so I can only discuss these things in midget proportions. But the way I read it is Quantum Mechanics suggests these atoms can be in the past and the future simultaneously. And in two places at one time, even billions of miles apart. Dr Quantum’s double slit experiment demonstrates how they only come together when observed. I’m just so wowed by this experiment, I had to watch it a few times to actually grasp it. Take a look for yourself:

I’d like to use Schroedinger’s cat theory as an example. But if you don’t understand the double slit experiment, Schroedinger’s cat will just confuse you even more. It did me. If you do understand the double slit experiment, then you don’t need Schroedinger’s cat at all. It’s just a metaphor for the Copenhagen interpretation of Quantum Mechanics. It describes the concept of superposition, which means as long as no one’s looking, it’s possible to be in two states at the same time. Beats me! But apparently that’s how it works.

So if we are made of atoms then does this mean we can be in two places simultaneously? In the past and in the future? Quantum Mechanics implies we can. Every time we make a choice, all possible outcomes are taking place in another universe. We can’t interact with these parallels of ourselves, so what relevance has this to us?

Quantum Mechanics proposes we are both here and not here. The simple act of observation brings us into existence. I think therefore I am, right? So this means that everything we see only exists when we chose to see it. Our imagination and thoughts create reality. Accept, we are what we expect to be. We expect this reality to be real because we don’t know any different. But Quantum Mechanics suggests we have a choice.

Our five physical senses work by interpreting vibrations. Atoms vibrate to make things seem solid, so matter doesn’t really exist. What? Yeah, apparently there is no such thing as matter.

I can see why people would fear this concept. And why they, including me, would want to gather as many material things as possible. Trapped in a low vibrational dense state by fear, encouraged by the media. What if the media is manipulating us to create someone else’s reality. I can see now how television shows (that I love) like The Only Way is Essex and The Real Housewives of Every State in America influence our lifestyle. Alluding us to want more material things. Maybe it’s just another manipulative technique the government use to exploit our freedom. Sadly, Thatcher-ism still dominates today’s society, encouraging our belief in this seemingly materialistic existence to keep us vibrating on this low-frequency. To keep us under control.

Can we change this?

Even our thoughts are made are of atoms. Positive thoughts create high vibrational frequency’s and the opposite for fear. If we can change the way we think, we can change our own frequency. When we are vibrating at the same frequency as the things we want then we can also attract them. I really love this concept, but, can we really create our own existence?

Apparently, yes we can.

My article – Can We Really Create Our Own Reality?

10 Jun

Can We Really Create Our Own Reality?

I’d like to paint in huge letters along London’s Waterloo Bridge the words ‘wake up’. So big you could see them by satellite. Wouldn’t it be great if this made the headlines?

Because too many people are existing with this primeval view of the world. Unaware of any reality other than what they see. Stale in their own acknowledgement. Stumping human evolution through lack of knowledge and ignorance to it. 

‘There is only one good, knowledge, and one evil, ignorance’ (Socrates).

The people who think they already know everything are usually the ones that don’t have a clue. The clue for the real reality lies within quantum mechanics, the study of how atoms interact. Atoms are little particles of energy. Also known as the God particle, these atoms are what makes everything in the universe, even the air we breathe. They move like waves which vibrate and form our material world. A simple act of observation can interrupt their movements. Atoms break down into energy moving from one form to another, like ice into water. Atoms are constantly vibrating and no experiment has ever been able to stabilise them.

Quantum mechanics has discovered that these atoms can be in the past and the future simultaneously. And in two places at one time, even billions of miles apart. They only come together when observed. The double slit experiment proves this idea of superposition. Visit the link for further explanation:

http://www.freesciencelectures.com/video/dr-quantum-explains-double-slit-experiment/

I would like to use the Schroedinger’s cat theory as an example. But if you don’t understand the double slit experiment, Schroedinger’s cat will just confuse you even more. If you do understand the double slit experiment, then you don’t need Schroedinger cat at all. It’s just a metaphor for the Copenhagen interpretation of quantum mechanics. It describes the concept of superposition, which means as long as no one is looking, it’s possible to be in two states at the same time.

So if we are made of atoms then does this mean we can be in two places simultaneously? In the past and in the future? Quantum mechanics suggests we can. Every time we make a choice, all possible outcomes are taking place in other universes. We can’t interact with these parody’s of ourselves. So you may ask, what relevance has this to me?

 

Quantum physics suggests we are both here and not here. The simple act of observation brings us into existence. I think therefore I am, right? So this means that everything we see only exists when we chose to see it. Our imagination and thoughts create reality. Accept, we are what we expect to be. We expect this reality to be real because we don’t know any better. But quantum mechanics suggests we have a choice.

Our five physical senses work by interpreting vibrations. Atoms vibrate to make things seem solid. Therefore matter doesn’t really exist.

People fear this concept. So they gather as much material things as they can. Trapped in a low vibrational dense state by fear, which is encouraged by the media. The media manipulates you through words and images to create someone else’s reality. Television shows like The Only Way is Essex and The Real Housewives of Every State in America, influence our lifestyle alluding us to want more material things. It’s just another manipulative technique the government use to exploit our freedom. Sadly, Thatcher-ism still dominates today’s society. The Thatcherite economy encourages our belief in this seemingly materialistic existence to keep us vibrating on this low-frequency. To keep us under control.

Can we change this?

Thoughts are also energy which vibrates at different frequency’s. Positive thoughts create a high vibrational frequency and the opposite for fear. If we can change the way we think, we can change our own frequency. When we are vibrating at the same frequency as the things we want then we attract those things we focus on. That’s the law of attraction. So, can we really create our own existence?

Apparently yes we can.

 

Ursh Fach Dang Duach

7 Jun

A One Act Play

by

Sarah Kay Hair

 

 

 

         The year is 2013 set in Dover, Kent. A group consisting of 13 members come to this derelict Bastion named The Smokey. They come here on a nightly bases to perform certain rituals. Lit with candles, this dark old fort is restricted from the public, but this group know a secret entrance. The walls are sprayed in red paint with the words Ursh Fash Dang Duach. The group are all dressed in black with suppressed personalities. They are all sat in a circle holding hands chanting. The leader Angus, an ex social worker is sat in the middle of the circle. He has a dark and intimidating persona. Blake, a shy but well spoken character is in his early 30’s. He is Angus’s sidekick, and does what he is told. He has invited a new member Jeff. As Blake is guiding Jeff towards The Smokey, and through the secret entrance, we can hear the chanting getting louder as they get closer. When in, the chanting stops with the command of Angus.

 

ANGUS: Blake, you brought another friend, ah well more the merrier! Welcome…

 

          Hand gesturing towards Jeff.

 

BLAKE: Jeff.

 

ANGUS: Come join our circle Jeff.

 

          Blake guides Jeff to the circle and every one shuffles to make space. Jeff wearyingly sits down as everyone is staring at him sussing him out. Blake sits down next to him and takes his hand. On the other side of Jeff is Sally who is a very attractive young woman, she  smiles at Jeff and takes his other hand. Angus is watching attentively then closes his eyes and continues to chant. The group precede. Blake squeezes Jeff’s hand as an instruction to participate.

 

ANGUS: Ursh fach dang duach

 

THE WHOLE GROUP: Dang dang dang dang, fach fach fach fach, ursh ursh ursh ursh, duach dang fach ursh, ursh fach dang duach, ursh ursh ursh ursh, fach fach fach fach, dang dang dang dang…

 

         Angus stops chanting, so the whole group stop too.

 

ANGUS: How is everyone feeling, good?

 

          The group all respond with enthusiastic grins and nods.

 

ANGUS: And you Jeff, how are you feeling?

 

JEFF: I, I dunno, how am I supposed to feel?

 

ANGUS: You are new to this, it is okay. You will understand. In precisely, Blake, time?

 

         Blake reaches in a bag to see what time it is.

 

BLAKE: Ten fifty.

 

ANGUS: In precisely one hour and ten minutes something magical is going to happen. A new world will be upon us. We have been calling upon the the Angel Aiwiss. He informs me of an impending apocalypse. All civilisation as we know it will be destroyed. Mass storms, earthquakes, and floods will demolish this planet. But Aiwiss assures me we will be saved. We have been chosen for our redemption and we who believe will be saved! An alien spaceship is on it’s way to take us to our new world.

 

         The group jeer with excitement.

 

JEFF, To Blake: What is this, some kind of religious group?

 

          Blake doesn’t answer, he looks down with a guilty conscience for getting Blake there on false pretensions.

 

ANGUS: It’s okay Jeff, we was all new to this once. You are a chosen one, like every single one of us here. We have all been chosen. We will all be saved. The Angel Aiwiss of Enoc assures us that we have nothing to fear.

 

          The group clap with sounds of over enthusiastic glee, with wolf whistles and screeches of excitement. Jeff attempts to get up. Sally pulls him back down. Angus is watching attentively.

 

SALLY, with seductive eyes: Stay Jeff, you will be saved.

 

BLAKE: Just stay to the end Jeff. Looks in his bag at the time: Only one hour left.

 

JEFF, spoken with sarcasm as Blake had led him there in the belief that they were going to an illegal rave: No I’m sorry Blake but this is some screwed up rave mate.

 

          Jeff goes to leave but Blake tries to stop him. There is a bit of a scuffle.

 

JEFF: Get of me you freak!

 

          Angus obstructs the exist as Jeff tries to get away. Jeff is restrained by Angus, Blake and a few others.

 

ANGUS: Sally, Get the kit!

 

          Sally rushes to where Angus was sat and takes a needle and a bottle out from a bag.

 

ANGUS: Quick. Set it up. Hurry will you?

 

          Sally nervously fills the needle with a sedative and rushes over to pass the needle to Angus. But his hands are tightly restraining Jeff who is struggling to get free.

 

ANGUS, he shouts: Does it look like I can do it? Does it? Stick it in his thigh!

 

          Jeff’s strength proves to be a challenge, even for five other men. In a panicky mess Sally drops the needle. Angus screams at Sally.

 

ANGUS: Woman! In the name of our Deity, just stick it in!

 

SALLY: Done! Angus it’s done.

 

          She falls to the ground with relief. Jeff’s body goes limp and all the men relax him to the floor. Jeff is murmuring.

 

ANGUS: Tie him up. He can not leave this place now.

 

          They all drag Jeff’s body over to a pillar. While Angus composes himself, slicks his long dark fringe back. When tying Jeff to this pillar one of the group members named Garland who has tourette syndrome is singing The Mariners Revenge song.

 

GARLAND, with enthusiasm:  Find him bind him tie him to a pole, and break his fingers to splinters. Drag him to a hole until he wakes up, naked, clawing at the ceiling of his grave…

 

ANGUS: Now now Garland, remember why you were saved!

 

         Jeff is tied up and Sally is looking concerned.

 

ANGUS: Sally, it is for his own good. He will thank us when we have been saved. Blake, time? We can not have any more distractions. Come everyone, gather.

 

          The group re-circle. Blake gets the watch from a bag.

 

BLAKE: It’s Eleven ten.

 

ANGUS: Will you just leave your watch out of that stupid bag? Set the alarm for twelve. He raises his voice: Ninety minutes from now the world as we know it will come to an end. But we will be saved. Aiwass assures me the aliens will look after us. They are our friends. They have special suits for us so we can breathe when entering their world. They have built us a bio-dome. It is an artificial copy of our natural environment supplied with all necessary equipment, materials and even animals. Aiwiss tells me it is beautifully afloat with plants, flowers, trees and even rivers thriving with trout.  It is a luxurious set up and we are very lucky to have been chosen. Already on board will be others from other country’s. It is going to be one hell of an exciting journey. Ursh fach dang duach!

 

          The whole group  jeer with excitement. In their circle they take hands and join in on the chant.

 

THE WHOLE GROUP: Dang dang dang dang, fach fach fach fach, ursh ursh ursh ursh, duach dang fach ursh, ursh fach dang duach, ursh ursh ursh ursh, fach fach fach fach, dang dang dang dang…

 

          Jeff starts to come around. Angus looks over at Jeff and stops the chant.

 

ANGUS: Now we must remember why we are chosen? Why were you chosen Jeff?

 

          Everyone stares at Jeff. He is unable to respond apart from murmur. He is dribbling. Sally is concerned for him so attends to him nervously with some tissue.

 

SALLY, reassuringly and wiping his mouth: This is for your own good Jeff. You will see.

 

          Angus gives sally an accepting nod so she sits with him as Angus continues to speak.

 

ANGUS: Perhaps when Jeff is ready he can tell us his story. We all have a story for being here. We all have a reason. Blake, tell Jeff why you are here. Blake was not the name you were born with is it?

 

BLAKE: No Angus. He looks at Jeff then looks down: I was born Abdul Razaq.  I was born a Muslim.

 

          The group all look down with pity as they know Blake’s story is sad.

 

Four years ago I was involved in an accident. I should have been driving a bit slower. But the traffic lights weren’t working. It was a really sunny day. Driving my mums Audi TT. I had my sun glasses on. I felt really good. Actually, really full of myself. I thought I looked really cool with the tunes blaring. I didn’t have a care in the world. All I had on my mind was chicks. The traffic lights weren’t working. As I come round the corner there was this double decker bus parked so I didn’t see them crossing. The mother was crossing pushing a buggy. I couldn’t stop in time. I hit her. I hit an 18 month old baby girl. I killed a baby.

 

          He breaks down in tears and falls to the floor. Angus comes over to him and touches his shoulder reassuringly.

 

ANGUS: Blake, come. You are forgiven. Continue.

 

GARLAND: Bollocks!

 

BLAKE, he gets up of the floor, frowns at Garland: I was given three years in prison but only spent one year inside. When I got out, my family wouldn’t allow me back in the home, said I brought shame upon the family. I had no where to go. I was a mess. I prayed to Allah but I spent so many weeks on the street I gradually lost my faith. Then just as I was about to give up on life completely, that’s when I met Sally. Sally brought me here.

 

          Blake looks at Sally and smiles, Sally smiles back and then at Jeff.

 

SALLY, smiling: See, you have been saved too.

 

BLAKE: Everything happens for a reason. The accident happened in order for me to open my eyes. I was blind but now I can see.

 

         The group clap. Some pat Blake on the back.

 

BLAKE, gesturing towards Sally: Like Sally.

 

          Sally is giving Jeff some water. She looks at Jeff then looks at Blake and shakes her head.

 

BLAKE: Go on Sally!

 

SALLY, looking ashamed: Well I, I used to charge men for sex. To pay for my heroine addiction. I never had no faith then. Not in nothing or no one. I didn’t even have a reason to live, but I fell pregnant. I was stupid. I didn’t think about the poor little mite growing inside me. I didn’t even think to get off the drugs, it never occurred to me. But when that baby was born. I realised what a mistake I had made. Seeing that poor little thing suffer. I wanted her to get better. But she didn’t. She died.

 

          Sally cries. Jeff is now able to talk a bit more.

 

JEFF: Oh Sally that’s terrible.

 

SALLY: I’ll never forgive myself, but if only I knew of  Ursh fach dang duach my baby may have survived.

 

ANGUS: Your baby forgives you. Aiwiss is certain of that. To Jeff: You see Jeff, we are all here because each one of us are responsible for causing at least one unintentional death.

 

          Garland laughs.

 

ANGUS: Now now Garland.

 

JEFF: What did he do?

 

SALLY: What didn’t he do?

 

ANGUS: Sally we all have a right to forgiveness. To Jeff gesturing towards Garland: He’s still in transition.

 

SALLY, to Jeff: I still wouldn’t trust him on that ship.

 

JEFF: Well?

 

GARLAND: Bollocks!

 

ANGUS: Go on Garland, tell Jeff why you are here.

 

GARLAND: I eat people.

 

ANGUS, patronisingly: Garland?

 

GARLAND: I ate people.

 

SALLY: Still would if he had the chance.

 

          Garland is licking his lips.

 

JEFF, feeling unnerved: Untie me!

 

ANGUS, laughs: Garland knows if he so much as takes a bite out of another person he won’t be saved. Don’t you Garland?

 

GARLAND, moves away from Jeff. In his croaky voice: Yeah. Yeah.

 

JEFF: How is eating people unintentional?

 

ANGUS: Garland was born to crave the flesh of another human being. He did not choose to have such an urge. It is an illness that he must be cured from. Garland knows this. Garland open your mouth.

 

          Garland opens his mouth to show Jeff he has no teeth.

 

ANGUS: Garland knows cannibalism is wrong. He ripped his own teeth out as prevention from randomly sinking his teeth in to someone.

 

JEFF: I’ve never killed anyone though. To Blake: Why have you brought me here?

 

BLAKE: Think. Think back.

 

JEFF: Never. Never ever in my whole life have I killed anyone.

 

BLAKE: I know about you Jeff. You were seeing a girl. A friend of my sisters.

 

JEFF: So what? What are you talking about?

 

BLAKE: You remember Nadia?

 

JEFF: No.

 

BLAKE: Think back, about 7 years ago. You had sex with Nadia, an Asian girl.

 

JEFF: Oh yeah, I didn’t know her name. Why?

 

BLAKE: You know she had an abortion right?

 

JEFF: No. What’s that got to do with me?

 

BLAKE: It was your child.

 

JEFF: What? No way! She never said anything. Why wouldn’t she tell me something like this?

 

BLAKE: She couldn’t even tell her family. They had an arranged marriage all set up for her. Sex before marriage was totally unacceptable. Her family would have gone mad.  

 

JEFF: So how is this my fault though? I didn’t make her abort.

 

BLAKE: No you didn’t but you were involved. Obviously if you took precautions it wouldn’t have happened.

 

JEFF: Well why is she not here then?

 

BLAKE, looking over at the girl with long beautiful black hair: She is here.

 

JEFF: Oh my God! I’m so sorry Nadine!

 

NADIA: Nadia!

 

JEFF: Nadia, I’m so sorry I had no idea. You should have said something.

 

NADIA: I couldn’t risk my family finding out. I had to run away. Angus found me, it was my destiny to be found by Angus, as it is yours Jeff.

 

JEFF: I dunno Nadia, it doesn’t wash with me.

 

NADIA: It will.

 

ANGUS: Blake, time?

 

BLAKE: It’s eleven forty five.

 

ANGUS: We must prepare.

 

          Angus reaches in a bag pulls out some black attire and throws it over to Blake. Everyone is checking each other over and checking their rucksacks, full of books, photo’s and other personal trinkets.

 

BLAKE: Here Jeff you need to put this on.

 

JEFF: Untie me then.

 

          Blake looks over at Angus. Angus shakes his head.

 

JEFF, breaking down: I’ll not run away. I’ll stay okay?

 

ANGUS: Very well. Blake, Garland, watch him.

 

          Blake unties Jeff as Garland watches attentively. Jeff composes himself. Blake gives him the black shirt and trousers.

 

JEFF: You want me to get changed in front of everyone?

 

ANGUS, to Blake: Take him behind there. Pointing to a wall, which would have been a room hundreds of years ago.

 

          They go behind the wall.

 

JEFF, quietly to Blake: You don’t seriously believe this bull do you?

 

BLAKE: Yes I do.

 

ANGUS: Hurry, we have preparations to make.

 

          Jeff and Blake come back to the circle.

 

The Angel Aiwiss has informed me that in order for a successful operation we must sustain communication with him. We must ensure correct procedures are being implemented. Everyone, please verify there is no metal on your body or on your clothes and check the person next to you.

 

BLAKE: Jeff, you need to take out your piercings.

 

JEFF: All of them?

 

BLAKE: Yes!

 

          Jeff takes out his piercings from his eye brow and tongue.

 

BLAKE: Any more?

 

JEFF: No.

 

NADIA, looking in his groin area: Are you sure Jeff? Any metal taken on board will interfere with the spaceship. It’s really dangerous and you could mess up the whole operation.

 

JEFF: Oh okay then. He puts his hands down his trousers and takes out a metal bar.

 

ANGUS: Who has got the grimoire? We must not leave the book behind.

 

SALLY, looking in her rucksack: I have it. I have the book. I have all the books.

 

ANGUS, looking at Blake: Time?

 

BLAKE: Eleven fifty five!

 

          Everyone is anxiously waiting for twelve o’clock. There is a long silence.

 

ANGUS: Time?

 

BLAKE: Eleven fifty nine.

 

GARLAND: Bollocks!

 

          There is a 50 second silence.

 

BLAKE, frowns at Garland: 10 seconds left. Nine, eight.

 

          Everyone joins in the countdown.

 

ALL ACCEPT JEFF: Seven, six, five, four, three, two, one!

 

          The alarm goes on the phone. Angus goes to the exit to see if the spaceship has arrived. He looks confused because nothing is there. Everyone watches him attentively as he becomes more and more baffled.

 

SALLY: They are there, right? Angus?

 

ANGUS, still looking out of the exit: Maybe in a minute.

 

GARLAND: Bollocks!

 

JEFF: Surprise surprise, the aliens didn’t show!

 

BLAKE: They’re just late, right?

 

          Everyone is looking at Angus and looking extremely concerned.

 

ANGUS, coming away from the exit and looking at how concerned everyone is:  I need to contact Aiwiss. Everyone, gather.

 

          Everyone gathers in a circle around Angus.

 

ANGUS: Ursh, fach, dang, duach.

 

          They all take hands and join in the chant, accept Jeff who is looking all smug.

 

THE WHOLE GROUP: Dang dang dang dang, fach fach fach fach, ursh ursh ursh ursh, duach dang fach ursh, ursh fach dang duach, ursh ursh ursh ursh, fach fach fach fach, dang dang dang dang…

 

ANGUS: Ah behold!

 

          The group stop their chant and all eyes are fixated on Angus.

 

ANGUS: Aiwiss tells me there is only one way to enter the new world. He tells me that our bodies are but just vehicles to hold us in this world. It is only our souls we can save. Save our souls! Save our souls! Save our souls! He gets louder and quicker. Save our souls, save our souls!

 

ALL ACCEPT JEFF: Save our souls, save our souls. The group gets more and more excited: Save our souls, save our souls.

 

ANGUS: Alas! We do not have much time.

 

          The group are now quiet and curious.

 

ANGUS: We  need to release our souls from this physical self. We need to release our souls from this physical plane. Louder and faster: We need to release our souls! We need to release our souls!

 

ALL ACCEPT JEFF: We need to release our souls! We need to release our souls!

 

JEFF: This is crazy! I have heard enough! You are all crazy!

 

          Jeff runs to the exit. Everyone in his way tries to stop him but they can’t. Jeff gets away and Blake chases after him. Jeff and Blake are gone from the stage.

 

ANGUS: Never mind him now, we must hurry, we have no more time. Reassuringly looking at the group: Aiwiss is with us, he ensures our safety. Are we all OK? 

 

          Angus looks at everyone. They are now looking relieved.

 

ANGUS, he moves around the group looking into each and everyone’s eyes and touching them on the shoulder: Hold your faith. Own your confessions. Know your true self. Live for eternity in elation. Love Aiwiss. Love me. Come with me. Louder. Come with me! Come with me!

 

          The group jeers with excitement.

 

ANGUS, picks up the belt Jeff left behind and continues walking around the group: Hold your faith. Own your confessions. Know your true self. Live for eternity in elation. Love Aiwiss. Love me. Come with me. Aiwiss is with us. Ursh fach dang duach. Ursh fach dang duach.

 

All: Ursh fach dang duach. Ursh fach dang duach.

          The candles all burn out. The stage is now in complete darkness. The chanting continues but as Angus strangles the co-operating group members one by one we hear one less group member chant as we hear them choke to death.

 

GARLAND, he is now being strangled by Angus. He is choked before finishing his last word: Boll…

 

          Now it is only Angus chanting. He is interrupted by a voice. It is Blake. Blake lights his lighter. We can just make out Angus and Blake on stage.

 

BLAKE: Jeff got away, he was too fast.

 

ANGUS: Never mind him. Our time has come.

 

BLAKE: And everyone?

 

ANGUS: Everyone has gone. Aiwiss tells me they are safe in the new world. It is.

 

          Angus is interrupted by sounds coming from outside The Smokey.

 

ANGUS: What is that noise?

 

          The noise is getting louder. And dogs can be heard barking.

 

BLAKE: It’s the police!

 

        Jeff is outside with a group of police.

 

JEFF, can be heard shouting: In there, they’re in there, through that hole.

         

        Angus panics, but before Angus and Blake have a chance to do anything The Smokey is lit with torches. They are seized by a group of police, and barking dogs.

 

JEFF, pointing towards Angus: He’s the leader. The pointing towards Blake: And he brought me here.

 

       Two police officers are restraining Jeff, and two are restraining Blake. Both are being handcuffed and told their rights. Another police officer shines the torch over the dead bodies. Jeff looks around in horror. He runs over to Nadia. Angus and Blake are carted away. Blake goes co-operatively but  Angus is still struggling and shouting shouting as he is dragged out off the secret entrance and off stage.

 

JEFF, kneeling down to Nadia:Nadia, Nadia? Oh you stupid girl.

 

          The police instruct Jeff away. Jeff is assisted out of the secret entrance and off stage. Two police officers are now on stage amongst the dead bodies, looking horrified.

 

POLICE OFFICER, on the phone: You need to get the forensics down here, we have a major situation. It’s not a pretty sight.

 

        Curtain closes.

 

 

 

 

The End

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