Wednesday, June 28, 2017

Eek: a one-act play: rewrite 1

It's only been 20 years. And odd that it would return so out-of-nowhere and all-of-a-sudden.

A derelict warehouse space in the valley. A mattress with sheets and pillows, a light or two aimed at it, and a camera on a tripod.

There's a door to the hint of a disgusting bathroom.

Three mousetraps. Two of which have clamped down on and killed rats.

SOUND OF keys in locks, door opened, shut and locked, then the clickety-click of high heels nearing out of the shadows.

to be continued.

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