So this play was written during a playwriting class I took, in which we had to include a number of random things, like a lot of stage directions and no dialogue except for through a narrator.
Narrator: They wanted their trip to France to be pleasant. They expected to visit the sights, see the Eiffel and the Arc de Triomphe. They thought they would taste the food and see the fashion. They didn’t expect the end of the world.
It started with a storm.
Stage lights up to ALEX and JESSICA, singing in the rain, as theater lovers are wont to do. The stage lights cut to a dim black as the power cuts out. he streetlights disappeared and the city went black.
ALEX and JESSICA run off stage, have a five second quick change into rain jackets, and run back out onto the set of an alleyway, lights still dim. They run off the other side of the stage, quick changing into comfortable clothes, and run on set to their homes, still with no power.
As they enter the house, a phone broadcasts a text new message that reads, “Do Not Panic. Power has gone out for the unforeseeable future.”
What little light is left on stage fades out.
In a basement, ALEX and JESSICA (who has pulled her hair out of a ponytail revealing it’s frizzy nature) huddle together, listening to a symphony of hail and thunder.
ALEX, as a screenplay writer (this is not going to be clear to the audience), is taking notes hurriedly as if she hopes that this will all end and she can produce some great film from it. It doesn’t end.
News messages drop in quickly, projected on a screen behind the two girls. They read: “The disease is growing but we are working on a cure”, “The Eiffel tower has officially been wrecked by storms and lightning”, and “The government urges all citizens to stay in their houses at least until protective measures for the disease can be distributed, and not to open their door for anyone but health services”.
A loud crash behind the scenes, and JESSICA falls as she rushes to the window and dislocates her toe. Alex tries to call health service, but they are busy with the whole apocalypse thing, and a voice over the phone says: “Health services will call back later and if you are in dire need then you better be happy you’re not outside in the apocalypse right now.”
Scene ends in a blackout with Jessica wailing in pain and Alex looking distressed.
Opens with the infinite silence of space. The heat has been off for hours, so Jessica has been bundled up in a scarf, a beanie, and a sweater. Her toe hasn’t been fixed yet.
A mismatched knock on the basement door breaks the silence. Alex stands to look out of the peephole, jumping back in surprise. Zombie sounds commence.
Alex falls to the ground as the sound of steam rising fills the outside. The world has become really hot, like Valdosta hot where the excess water on the ground is rising like steam. Zombies start to spontaneously erupt into flames through the window, their skin turning into a dark maroon as they char in the sun.
Alex closes all of the blinds and holds tight on the ground, calling Health Services again to let them know about zombies in the area, as they had suggested on the last news message, but they again don’t pick up and the phone rings out. Alex’s phone is at 5%.
The scene concludes with the zombies piling in, the women dressed as men and the men dressed as women, speaking in different languages as they take over ALEX and JESSICA.
A phone is left on the ground, which finally connects to Health Services who ask how they can help, and end saying “Hello? Hello?” as the sounds of zombies, hail, and steam crescendoes into a blackout.
I had so much fun writing this piece in class! Oh guys it’s so bad I love it. In case you were wondering what I had to include, here’s the list: A ridiculous number of stage directions, no dialogue except through a narrator, a type of weather, a nation, one thing I’ve never done, a profession, a sound a human being can make, a sound a human being can’t make, one thing I’ve never seen on stage, one thing I have seen on stage, a hairdo, someone I have met, someone I haven’t met, three articles of clothing, and something that has happened to me.
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