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| [The scene opens on a dark, open field. The headlights of a hastily parked van are the only light source. A man with long blond hair and lying flat on the ground just behind the van. Three figures emerge from the van with flashlights. Jane, the lighter haired woman, calls for a first aid kit as she hurries to the man's side.]( dream on ) |
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| [Darcy is annoyed.
Darcy is wet.
Darcy is not happy. ]
Someone here had better be able to fix a wet taser. Or get me a new one. ASAP.
[With her free hand she holds up a moist, crumpled brochure.]
Unfortunately I didn't see anything about that in here. If I'd known I was going to be taking a water ride today I would have put it in a plastic bag first, but you know, I must have just missed my invitation in the mail.
[She sighs and pushes aside some of her wet hair that's clinging to her face.]
Other than that I guess I need a place to crash? At least until things start making sense again. |
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