[Transition to forest]

[Creepy music (2) at the forest; Everyone enters, lies down, slowly standing up]

Zila: [Confused, anxious] Wh… where am I? S…some…body… help!

Lucas: [Madly aggressive] Why am I here?! Get me out of this stupid place, you
skanks!

Raven: [Light-headed, calm] Shhh… you don’t want to scare the spiders now,
don’t you?

Lucas: W-what are you saying?! Get out of my sight, you freak!

Cessair: [Cynical laughing] Hahaha… We’re trashed. There’s no way to get back.

[Indistinct screaming]
Lucas: N-now what the— What was that?!

Raven: Our death comes. Our slow, macabre death…

Zila: Th-there’s no way! No! Get us out of here! Wh-what am I supposed to do?!

[Creepy forest noises]

Cessair: Hahaha! Fools! Dimwits! I’ll be getting the crap out of here instead of
whining, you goons!

Lucas: Let’s make a plan, aye? We’ll get out of this place, sooner or later.

[Everyone strolls the forest whilst finding a way out]

Zila: This… I don’t like this. H-how are we supposed to escape?

Lucas: Shut your mouth and get moving!

[Cessair laughs psychotically]

Raven: Shush now. Shush. Or else they’ll hear you.

Lucas: Get along now!

[Everyone continues walking]

[Crew covers the stage with black cloth]

[Scene focuses on Raven]

[Raven stabs herself]

[Everyone stops walking]

Lucas: This… this is useless. Where the h*ll are we?!

Zila: W-where’s Raven?! Where’s Raven?!

[Everyone searches the area to look for Raven]

Lucas: Crap!

[Focuses on Raven’s dead body]

[Zila screams terrifyingly]

Cessair: Hahaha! Believe me now?! You fools! I’m heading out of here!

Lucas: You killed her, didn’t you?! You moron!

Cessair: Wasn’t it you who called her a freak?!

Zila: S-stop… Stop! Raven’s dead. Now, let’s just get out of here.

Zila: What now?! What will we do? Two of us are dead! How are we suppose to
find a way out!

Cessair: You’re such a fusspot, little girl. Perhaps you should enjoy the
moment while it lasts. For all we know, this is our last moment. [grins evilly]

Zila: I don’t want to die yet! I still want to live! I need to find a way out!

Cessair: You see that? [grinning]

Zila: [Speaking with terror] What where?? I don’t see anything [comes behind
Cessair for cover] what is it? Tell me?

Cessair: It’s a cliff! I see a cliff into the woods! [giggling excitedly] I will see the
world!

[cessair runs over and examines the top view of pitch black]

Zila: what are you doing? You can’t see a thing it’s dark out here!
[Cessair is irresponsive, busy outlooking the pitch black forest]

Zila: maybe something will come at you! You can’t be dead too! I don’t want to
be alone in this darn forest. Please come down

Cessair: [turning to her slowly] don’t you love being alone, fusspot? All your
thoughts are speaking to you, they tell you things nobody else will. It’s your
bestest friend, little girl. [giggling] you don’t need me. All you need are your
thoughts. You will die too. Your thoughts will help you.

Zila: Ce-

Cessair: hush, little girl. Just don’t mimic what i do

[cessair jumps off the cliff with a ‘wee’ then dies]

[Zila screams; blacks out]