Dec 08, 2011 23:21
[She wakes up. And for one wonderful moment she thinks it was a dream. It was only a dream. She hadn't gone to the prom yet. She hadn't been laughed at, she hadn't been made a fool of, she hadn't killed them... momma hadn't stabbed her...
Momma!
She looks around the room and....and....she's in a strange place in a white nightgown....]
[Housemates you may hear a muffled scream and crash as Carrie backs up and falls out of bed, hand covering her mouth in horror.
Is she dead? Was she kidnapped? Was last night a dream? What's going on?]
[Phone: There is a small voice on the phone.]
....Please. I think I've been kidnapped. I don't know why but I shouldn't be here.
Please....help me.
[A. Walking the streets of Mayfield. Alone. She's ....free. Mayfield you've seen this look before. Confusion, mixed with awe and horror. You have a new resident among you. One trying to go by as unnoticed as possible.
B. The park. Carrie is sitting on a bench and staring at a pinecone in the snow. Staring and staring..... when it fails to move, or after a few moments she looks shocked and afraid. No it's gone. It's gone. Her one gift, it's gone.
C. The church. Momma didn't like the churches back home. But Carrie ends up here anyway. She'll pray and maybe this time she'll get an answer. Maybe if she really was .... dead, god would answer. She'll walk in looking shy and lost and find a quiet spot to pray if no one stops her.]
my powers...,
momma?,
am i dead?,
scared girl,
help,
it was a dream,
not real