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Waiting Room

Characters:
Sam Lorton - Narrator main character
Izzy Becks – lost friend of Sam
Detective Bishop – Cybercrime investigator

OPENING:
SHORT MUSIC EXCERPT

SAM:
Waiting rooms…
I hate waiting rooms…
Any,
Doctors, Dentists or Police,
Last years magazines, all shite that
my gran would read, grand if you
want to knit a sweater or make cake,
but shite, old shite..
Police Station waiting rooms like
this are worse, legal aid leaflets
and the smell of disinfectant
masking the heady mix of piss and
sick..
Great...

*sighs*

It’s like you are dead or in Limbo,

waiting to be summoned.
I met Izzy in the train station
waiting area, trying to get a ticket
from the machine for the weekly
commute.
Izzy had a Black PURGATORY Hoody on
.. All skulls and Crucifixes
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“You don’t see much Indonesian Death

Metal Band merchandise around here –
I’m Sam, Sam Lorton” I said to them
IZZY:
Izzy,
Izzy Becks,
You like metal then?
SAM:
Well that was it... every days
commute half an hour of metal and
sharing headphones.
Soon going to local gigs, and the
first kiss, never ending calls and
text messages
The tingling start of “special”
Thought I would never find
“special”, not me.
PAUSE
*Train sound effect*

Then it ended, where it started at

the Station
Izzy rushing on to the wet
platform,
Slipping

And falling
Falling
Brakes screeching, a dull thud
An infinity of silence, before
reality was brought back by a
scream, and commotion
All too late
Then life became numbness, a
procession of inevitable despair.
The Funeral, a stark affair on a
freezing winter morning, crows
cawing in the silence as the coffin
descended. Lost love buried in a
Purgatory Hoody with an Iphone.
It didn’t feel real
Expected my phone to ring
Empty days
Empty Heart...

PAUSE... MUSIC
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SAM:

It started with a text

*text notification sound effect*

Izzy’s notification tone.

One message from Izzy showing on the
screen
It read ‘I miss you’
I stared
Stunned
Speechless
My finger hit delete without
thinking
Then I stared at the empty screen,
wishing it said Izzy still..

*text notification sound effect*

The next was about a week later

The first message had replayed in my
head
Haunting my dreams

*Train sound effect*

The last moments on the platform

intermixed with
‘I miss you’
How could it be?

*text notification sound effect*

As soon as I heard Izzy’s alert

I grabbed the phone and stared once
again.
One message from Izzy
Shit
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'Miss you, wish you could call’ it

read
My finger hovered over delete, but I
couldn’t get rid of the only link to
them.

Hope surged through my head, was

Izzy alive?

But I had seen the bloody smear on

the train and the body like a
grotesque parody of the black hoody
artwork, lying unnaturally across
the track.

I Witnessed the lowering of my hope

into the frozen earth
I put the phone down
Numb once more

PAUSE
Another week passed, the images and
words burnt into every moment,
I tried calling Izzy’s phone but got
the ‘this number is unavailable’
message, texts were undelivered too.
Tried to figure out who was doing
this, I’d heard of sick scams, but
it didn’t make sense.
I felt held in the grip of grief
unable to move on till I knew the
truth.

*message notification effect, slightly different*

Oh God..
The screen read Voicemail from
Izzy..
I couldn’t help myself and pressed
play

*beep sound effect*

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IZZY:
Oh god Sam, this is so hard I miss
you so much.
Ever since the last time at the
station, knowing I’ll never see you
again.
You were,
WE were the best..
I don’t know if I ever said it out
loud..
But I love, loved you..

SAM:
'I love you too' I said to myself.
Wishing I could say it to them in
response.
But That was it
I went to pieces, lost in a dark
place
Then I was asked to come here to the
waiting room by the Cyber Crimes
department
Out of the blue
That’s why I’m here,
Waiting

*Door opening sound effect*

DETECTIVE BISHOP:
Sam Lorton?

SAM:
Yes

DETECTIVE BISHOP:
Sorry to keep you waiting. Please
come inside my office

*Footstep sound effects, door closing sound*

We’ve investigated these calls

you’ve been getting Sam. Reportedly
from Izzy Becks?
Text messages and a voicemail?

SAM:
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...Yes
DETECTIVE BISHOP:
After searching national databases
we have discovered that Izzy Becks
is indeed alive

SAM:
What?
That’s impossible, I saw them die.
The train,
The Funeral..

DETECTIVE BISHOP:
However..
They are deeply distressed,
After the loss of a close friend..
Sam Lorton..

SAM:
I’m alive...

DETECTIVE BISHOP:
They have been ringing your mobile..

SAM:
I’m alive!

DETECTIVE BISHOP:
You aren’t Sam
Neither Am I
You haven't been since the accident
at the train station.
You were the one who slipped, you
were the one who fell, the one who
was buried
You have been in our Waiting Room,
until you are ready to move to the
next room Sam. To the next world.
You can move on now

*Door opening sound effect*

You were loved and will be missed

But Izzy has to leave their waiting
room too
Life has to move forwards

*footsteps sound effects, Bishop moves towards door*

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It is your time Sam. Your time to

leave

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