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Appears out from the painting and crawls
onto the floor before rising up and towering
Whips around towards The Devil, backing
Makes one of the dining room chairs move it
right behind Quinn, flicking his hand and
forcing Quinn to sit down.
Ah, ah, ah! I’m not done with you just yet.
Grabs onto the back of the chair and turns it
towards the audience, pushing it to Up Stage
Aw… Why so scared? Did your parents teach you “the lord’s ways” to make sure the demons
and devils didn’t corrupt your small and fragile mind? But look where you are now, sitting right
next to Satan himself. All those silly prayers can’t save you and I think you know why…
Points to his neck and taps it.
Precisely! Such a curse, isn’t it? Unable to ask for help, unable to tell your family you love them,
and unable to repeat the words in the book you all live by– The Bible. Such a fine work of
literature, isn’t it? All these events that hold moral advice. But every single one of these stories,
some important figure has done wrong. Makes you wonder if they are worth believing and
following. Have you ever had any… speculations about the text in that book?
Pauses, then shakes his head.
Such an ignorant child. You believe all that is shown to you without questioning their words.
They are the weak-minded puppets, following the text in the book that was made by the
followers themselves to shine their idols to make them look perfect. God isn’t perfect, Jesus isn’t
perfect, Noah isn’t perfect, they’re all judgmental and ideal driven assholes! Think for a moment,
Quinn… Think and realize that He picks and chooses who will and won’t go to heaven, just like
picking livestock to go straight to the slaughter.
Stares at the ground, he looks back up at The
Devil and gets out of the chair. He walks to
the door that leads to the children’s room
and points to it.
Looks at Quinn, then at the door, opening it
and walking inside with Quinn following
behind. The Devil looks at Abbigail and
kneels down to her.
Ah yes, your sister. Such a pretty girl caught up in such chaos, doesn’t even know what’s
occurring around her…
Walks over and notices her not breathing, he
begins to panic and make a run for the door.
Restrains Quinn. Quinn claps and stomps to
try to get someone’s attention.
Now wait just a minute, she’s alive! The flow of time is at a halt for us to converse without
interruptions, so cease.
Stops flailing and huffs. He looks back at his
sister with a solemn expression.
You care for her a lot, don’t you?
Looks up at The Devil and nods.
Maybe we come to an agreement … If you assist me with my little problem, I’ll release your
sister from her slumber. Sound like a deal?
The Devil puts his hand out.
Quinn looks at The Devil’s hand for a
moment before reluctantly shaking it and
looking up at him.
The Devil lets out a manacle laugh and
springs up onto his feet.
He prances to the wardrobe and opens the
We’ll be in touch soon, my little puppet!
He climbs into the wardrobe and slams the
doors shut, lights and fog seeping from the
doors before the wardrobe falls onto the