Traveler Part 01

[Nightflyer]

Traveler Part 01


Martin Peterson was only eighteen, after finishing high school and before committing to college he decided to explore the country. He didn’t know what he would do with the rest of his life, so he took this as life experience for himself. He took his car, which his parent brought for him and headed out into the unknown. What was to come he could not say but he was determined to live a little before returning to what was to be his future.

His plan was to explore all of the country before returning, and due to rich parents and a very reliable credit card, John was able to just that. So of he went.

In his new BMW, Martin was traveling along a highway he had just come across. He didn’t no were it lead or if it was coming into a town, he just chose it and planted his foot down. These highways had no speed restrictions so Martin is trying out the speeds his new car could do. In excess of 150 miles and hour he was flying along this seemingly deserted highway.

Inside the new BMW, Martin was having the time of his life. He loved driving and always wanted to become a formula one racer whilst growing up, however his parents wouldn’t allow it, so for him this was his own formula one race.

Up ahead he sees a Reduce Speed sign and figured he was entering a town of some sort, so he decelerated and began to slow down to a moderate speed.

(First Town – Lara)

This small town has a population of one hundred and twenty. Well that was until yesterday.

When Martin comes into the outskirts of Lara, he looks out at all the fields that are all overgrown with all types of plant life and beside them are all types of farm animals lying dead.

Martin brings the car to a stop and parks over to the side of the road. Once fully stopped he exits the car and walks over to the side of a paddock. Looking over the barbwire fence Martin is shocked to see all the dead animals, he’s seen dead animals before but that was a cat or a dog that had been struck by a car. This was a field full of dead sheep and dead cows, not one but at least fifty animals just left on the ground to rot.

Martin looks around to see if there are any people present at the farm, however there is not. He jumps back into his car and heads to the center of town.

Now in the center of town, Martin comes to a full stop outside police office. He figured he’d better report the field of dead animals to the sheriff.

Martin slides out of his car and enters the Police station. Upon coming up to the service desk he taps on the bell to get someone’s attention. After a few seconds of no response Martin begins to feel nervous so he calls out for attention. “Hello, is anyone here?”

After another few moments he walks through the barrier and enters behind the desk. Just around the corner is an office, which is unmanned, however the computer is still on and a cup of coffee is still on the table. Behind the main desk is also a cup of coffee, which is half drunk. Martin walks over to the coffee and places his fingers in it. It’s cold.

“What the hell is going on here.” He says.

Martin slides his feet and traipses through some kind of ash, which is all over the floor. He kneels down and puts some of it into his palm. It looks like baby powder, however it isn’t soft. It’s like charcoal, and with enough pressure it brakes apart.

Martin rises up and is almost startled to death, when he notices a female figure on the other side of the counter. “My god lady, give me a heart attack why don’t you.”

The lady in her early twenties is in tears. “There gone, all of them.”

Martin walks around to the other side and tries to comfort her. “Who, who’s gone?”

Martin motions her across to a chair. The lady takes a seat and tries composing herself. “What’s going on in this town?” He asks.

The lady looks into his eyes and can barely say what she needs to, however she eventually does. “The entire population has disappeared.”

(To be continued by Crynot)


(Every new town could have a new adventure. If you want an action town or a horror town feel free. The towns can be any name, doesn’t have to be a real town that exists just make them up. We don’t have to follow a course on a map or anything. It’s only for fun. Just one thing, try and finish a town’s circumstances before moving onto another.)

(If you want to introduce characters feel free, the only thing is because the stories are mobile we’ll be limited to say 4 characters.)

Writing order as follows if you didn’t see it in the “Continuing Story” Post.

Nightflyer
Crynot
JoBlo
Tuukka
DaMovieMan
Screamfan
Quentin

Anyone who wants to join in just post after Quentin, I’ll wait two days after his post if anyone wants to join in, or you can email me to let me know. nightflyer90@hotmail.com

[Crynot]

Traveler Part 02


Martin looks at her as if she's crazy. "What the hell do you mean they dissapeared? What, the whole town just got up and left?" He asks. "No, you don't understand! They disappeared! They didn't leave, they didn't pack their bags and move on, they just vanished!

The lady slides out of the chair and drops to her knees and begins weeping hysterically.

Martin, confused, reaches over and touches her shoulder to comfort her. "It's okay, it's gonna be okay. We'll figure this out." He says.

"Come on, lets go. My car's out front." Martin motions for her to move towards the exit.

Martin and the lady are now back in his BMW. Martin drives back towards the field of dead animals.

"So, what's your name?" He asks. "Gina, Gina Davis." "Oh, like the actr---" Martin tries to finish his sentence but she cuts him off. "No, not like her at all" She says. Martin, embarrassed, stays silent as he drives.

He looks over at her and can see the pain and fear in her eyes. He softly asks her "So, are you the only one left here?" She quickly responds. "As far as know, I am. I live with my sister and my..." Before she can finish her sentence she bursts into tears.

Martin speaks. "It's okay Gina, it's okay, take your time." She finally gains composure and looks Martin in the eye. "My son, my two year old baby boy is gone!"

Martin looks at her with sorrow. "Wow, I'm sorry!" Martin looks forward, not knowing what to say. Suddenly he looks back at her and quickly shouts. "We'll find your son Gina, I promise, we'll find him!"

Gina doesn't say a word. Martin also stays silent until they reach the field and he pulls the BMW over to the side of the road.

They both step out of the car and stand before the field. Martin quickly jumps the wood posted fence and looks around. He manages to whisper to himself, "What the hell?" "What, what do you see?" Gina asks. "Well thats just it Gina, I don't see anything. When I drove past this field earlier there was nothing but dead farm animals as far as I could see. And now they've just..." Martin slowly looks into Gina's eyes and softly finishes his sentence. "Dissapeared."

Martin walks back over to Gina. He is speachless. She looks at him and in a scared timid voice manages to say, "It's not just in this town ya know." Martin shoots her a look, walks over to her and demands, "I think you'd better start from the beginning."

(To be continued by JoBlo)

[JoBlo]

Traveler Part 03

Martin drops to the floor as Gina tells the tale of a town gone MIA. First Darryl Primin was missing from his whisky saloon. Then Mary McCray dropped out of her teaching gig, and it wasn't long before Gina's own better half, the town's local law enforcement, Jay Mugray, left for some coffee early morn', never to be seen again.

MARTIN
I don't get this...I don't get this at all.

Gina shakes her head.

MARTIN
Have you ever seen "The Twilight Zone"?

Gina nods "yes".

MARTIN
This is EXACTLY like an episode of "The Twilight Zone".

GINA
Yeah, I suppose...

MARTIN
No, no, you don't see. This is EXACTLY like an episode of "The Twilight Zone"! I'm talking about everything in your story...the names, the circumstances...everything! It just hit me.

GINA
I-I don't understand...

MARTIN
I mean, I don't really get what you're trying to pull here, lady, but this ain't one bit funny!

Martin gets off the ground and whips out a cancer-stick. Puffing away.

MARTIN
This is bullshit!

GINA (shivering - confused)
No-no...you don't understand. My baby is gone...my husband is missing...

MARTIN
Yeah, yeah, I know. And the priest "disappeared" right before everyone's eyes in the church, right?

GINA (amazed)
How-how did you know that?

MARTIN
I've seen that episode a hundred times, lady...this is just wacky...you're wacky!

GINA
But-but...

Martin looks around and realizes that despite his valid points...everyone is still missing.

GINA
Then how do you explain a whole town vanishing over a period of 48 hours?!

Martin tosses his ciggy to the floor.

MARTIN
Uuuhm, well...I don't...well, this must all be dream or something. An illusion, if you will.

Gina's eyes swell up with the loss of all hope. Another non-believer has cast a stone.

MARTIN
Besides, it just doesn't make any sense. It goes against all that is sane and rational and--

Martin looks over at Gina whose physical presence begins to fade before his very eyes. First her legs moving up to her waist and then up to her chest...

MARTIN
Holy shit--

GINA (crying softly)
You see, you see...and this is how they will take us over...

Martin steps back.

GINA
Divide and conquer. Non-believers turning their backs on the captured souls.

Gina drops a little smile as she suddenly POPS out of all earthly existence.

Martin shits a brick. What the...is going on around here. "How did that episode end?", he thinks back. "Geez, why can't I remember...it was in my mind a second ago--"

Martin feels a tingling run up his leg. Looking down, he sees his stumps being swallowed into nothingness before his very eyes. He looks up into the sky.

MARTIN
Is this a joke? Am I losing my mind here? Is this just another very bad re-run?

Poof! Martin is zapped into blackness.

FADE TO BLACK

FADE IN

Martin is pulling his car into the side road of a small town named Lara. A field filled with rambuncuous animals is to his right. A woman carrying a happy-go-lucky child rolls up to his left.

GINA
Hi there, stranger. And what can we do you for?

MARTIN
Uhm, well, yeah...I'm sorry but haven't I seen you somewhere before?

GINA
Don't think so. Been living in this small town since I was a little nickel yay high.

MARTIN
Hmmmmm, weird...I just had the strangest deja-vu feeling that--

GINA
We get that a lot around here. What's your pleasure?

MARTIN
Well, not much really. Just trying to get my sorry ass over to a decent bed-and-break is all. Any suggestions?

GINA
Sure. Follow this road till you hit I-81 and take the third exit called GLASSWATER. Over there, you'll find a great place called THE SLEEPER'S DEN to your left hand side. You can't miss it!

MARTIN
Uhhhm, thanks, but I was kinda hoping for something quaint in this little town.

Gina looks over at the police officer straddling by her side. The man spits a wet one to the floor.

GINA
'Fraid not, Martin. We've got another...well, we gotta rehearse again tonite. Gotta go...

And with that, she hops on over to the copper's arm and pulls herself right in.

Hmmmm. Martin looks around the small town, but everything looks pretty hunky and all-around dory.

MARTIN (to himself)
Rehearse? And what the heck is that supposed to mean? Oh well...

Martin makes a huge u-turn with his car and suddenly...slams on the brakes!

MARTIN
Hey! How the hell did she know my name?!

Martin sticks his head out the window and turns to shout--

MARTIN
Hey lady, how the hell---

The town is empty. What was a second ago is now completely gone. No people. No life. No nothing.

Martin is speechless.

All he sees is a field to his right filled with dead farm animals. He opens his door to step out and inspect...thinks about it...pulls his foot back in, steps on the gas and jets it towards a road marked I-81.

Whatever that was, it is. And whatever that might become, it just can't be.

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I tried to approximate the script format a little more in mine...not sure how it'll look though. I also decided to end the first story only because I saw a pretty neat way to do it (hope you all don't mind), but anything else can ALWAYS happen (4 vignettes?). I gotta admit that I was quite rusty, but hey...it was fun.

(To be continued by Tuukka)

[Crynot]

I'm totally for doing this in script format for now on. I had initially thought we were going to do it in script format but I just followed Nightflyer's lead. I say we continue in script format from here out.

I also think once we finish, someone should cut and paste all the stories together and then repost the whole thing so it flows better.


(like JoBlo said - to be cont'd by Tuukka)


Crynot

[This message has been edited by Crynot (edited 09-23-2000).]

[DaMovieMan]

Well Nightflyer has asked me to conitnue after Jo since Tuukka is busy. U guys probably know that but anyway. Here goes:

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Martin has been driving for about an hour now and all he thought about was the thing he has just witnessed in Lara. He decided to put it aside and listen to some music. So he put his favorite tape on and was enjoying some nice R&B.
Half an hour passed and he saw the sign for GLASSWATER.

MARTIN (to himself)
Finaly!

After about 20 mins he see's a Big Sign --> "Welcome To Sleeper's Den, the place that makes you feel younger by the minute!"
"That's a weird slogan for a town or any place for that matter" thinks Maritn, but shortly shrugs it off. He parks his car next to a big tree and walks toward a motel called by the same name as the place (Sleeper's Den).
Walks in and see's a VERY old receptionist daydreaming.

MARTIN
Excuse me Sir.

No Answer.

MARTIN (a bit lauder)
Excuse Me Sir!!

The man is startled by the young man's approach.

OLD MAN
Sorry sonny I guess I was daydreaming a bit. What brings you to Sleeper's Den?

MARTIN
Well, I wanted to get a taste of life a bit before I started college.

OLD MAN (laughs a bit)
Ahh yes I remember me when I was going to college. Those were the days. By the way you can call me William.

MARTIN
Well William, I've been on the road for a very long time now and I would really like to get some sleep. So...

WILLIAM
Oh sure, of course, where is my mind! Are you alone?

MARTIN
Oh yeah, alone.

WILLIAM
Ok. I'll give you room 18. How long will u be staying with us?

MARTIN
Oh I really couldn't tell. Two-three days I guess.

WILLIAM
Ok. Here's your key. And if you could only sign here everything would be finalized.

The man gives him a pen and paper and points with his wrinkled finger to the dotted line. Martin signs, thanks him and starts to walk to the stairs but stops.

MARTIN
Just out of curiosity, aren't you a bit old to run the motel business? Don't you have somebody from your familiy or something?

WILLIAM (chuckles)
Oh no, my Julia died 5 years ago and she was all I had. Soon I will join her... hopefully.

Martin had never seen a man as old as that in his life before so he asks

MARTIN
So William how old are you anyway?

WILLIAM
I'm 91 years old!

A bit amazed Martin leaves the old man to return to his daydreaming and goes up the first floor. He opens the door of his room. Everything seems to be in order. Puts his duffle bag down, strips to his boxers and falls right to bed. In a minute he was sleeping like a baby.

FADE TO: BLACK

FADE IN:

Martin wakes up. Looks at his Swatch and see's that it isn't working!
"That's weird, it was working perfectly yesterday" thinks Martin to himself. He gets up and does the usuall morning thing: Brushes teeth, face e.t.c.
In about half an hour he was feeling hungry so he goes down to get some breakfast and see's something that made him jump a little. The place was full of people: men, women, children, and the sort. Martin was bedazzled, and started pushing his way to the reception.
As he was pushing through the crowd and loosing his salaiva by constantly saying "Excuse me" and "Pardon Me" he noticed that they were all very excited and happy, some men where talking in great confidence and agreeing with each other. Women were very happy. Kids were running around. Suddenly a kid ran right into Martin.

KID
Sorry Sir.

MARTIN (sensitive)
It's ok. What's your name?

KID
William

And before Martin got to say anything a girl about William's age called for little William.

WILLIAM
Coming Julia!

Martin knew something was going on! He continued his journey. He came to the reception or at least what used to be a reception. Four men where discussing something. They were all dressed differently then Martin.

MARTIN
Excuse me.

MAN 1
Yes?

MARTIN
Emm, I'm confused. Where is William?

MAN 2
William? Roger do we know anybody by the name of William?

ROGER
No man. Sorry it's just us.

MARTIN (very confused)
Well could you at least tell me the time?

MAN 1
The time? It's about .... time it's over!!

All four men burst out laughing. Martin doesnt get the joke.

MARTIN
What? Whats over?

The four men are taken by surprise.10 seconds later one gets the energy to reply.

MAN 4
Where have you been man? The war of course.

Martin is speechless! After about 20 secods he asks another question.

MARTIN
What year is it?

The men are starting to get annoyed now.

MAN 3
It's fucking 1918 of course. Jesus Christ. Some people these are so fucked up.

But before the man got to finish what he was saying Martin had already fainted.

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(To Be Continued By: Quentin)

Sorry if there are any mistakes in the language.

[DaMovieMan]

Sorry guys but i have to correct something:
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MAN 3
It's fucking 1918 of course. Jesus Christ. Some people these days are soo fucked up.
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The last sentence of my part of Traveler. Sorry about the mistake dudes.

[Matias]

Umm... Quentin has left the board. Nice story going on there! Interesting reading.

[doctor drew]

Martin slowly awakens to a throbbing headache. Groggy, we see as he rubs the lump forming on the back of his head. As he slowly makes his way to his feet, he casually glances around, trying to remember what happened before he lost consciousness.

MARTIN: (muttering, to himself):
None of that could have happened….It must’ve all been a dream. Martin, you’re not losing it, it’s alright.

After having looked around, he realizes that he’s still inside the Sleeper’s Den Inn. He makes his way back to his room and hastily packs his bags. Walking past the counter, he sees the Old Man.

MARTIN: (nervously)
Hi, umm, I guess it’s time for me to check out. How much for the night?

OLD MAN:
For the evening? That’ll be 40 dollars, my good man.

MARTIN:
Oh, no problem.

Martin fumbles in his pocket and pulls out his wallet, putting a fifty dollar bill on the counter.

MARTIN:
Here you go, sir.

The Old Man slowly picks up the money and scours through the register. We see Martin noticing a stack of newspapers near the counter. He picks one up and notices the date “October 15th, 2000”. He seems visibly reassured.

OLD MAN:
It was a pleasure having you, young man, feel free to return whenever you feel like.

MARTIN:
Yep, I will, I will. See you soon and thanks for your hosipitality.

Martin picks up his bags and makes a bee line for the door, eager to check out of the Inn. We see him running to his car, throwing the bag in the back of his roadster. Hitting the gas pedal, the spinning tires create a dust trail as we see Martin head off on the highway.

Roll the title credits : “ EPISODE 5: THE WRONG MAN”

Martin is seen behind the wheel, trying to figure out what happened the night before. He drives for hours, puzzled over the bizarre dream he had the night before. Realizing he’s running out of gas, he notices a sign for an upcoming city, Rosedale. Pulling over a the local gas station, while filling the tank, he walks over to a local, sitting in a chair near the entrance.

MARTIN:
Excuse me, I’m not from around here, could you tell me where I could I restaurant around these parts?

MAN:
Sure thing, head on out to the highway and after about 5 miles, you’ll see a sign that says “Ron’s Roadside Diner”, best food around these parts.

MARTIN:
Thanks for your help.

Paying the attendant, Martin resumes his trip down the road and sure enough, sees a vintage neon sign for Ron’s restaurant.

MARTIN: (chuckling)
Cool, one of those sixties themed restaurants. I’m sure they’ve got great smoothies.

We see Martin as he enters the diner. Looking around, he’s greeted by a waitress wearing the traditonal rollerskate diner outfit.

WAITRESS:
Evening ‘hon, can I get you a table?

MARTIN:
Yeah, I’m starved, thanks.

As she leads him over to a vacant table, he hears a man yelling. He looks back.

MAN #1:
Joe, hey, what took you so long? Geez man, we’ve been waiting here forever.

Martin is visibly puzzled.

MARTIN:
Do I know you?

MAN #1:
Stop horsing around man, you’re always such a kidder.

WAITRESS:
Would you like to sit with your friend?

After about 3 seconds of contemplation, he decides to investigate what the man wants.

MARTIN:
Yeah, I’ll be fine, could I just have a menu?

The man leads Martin over to a table where another man is sitting, smoking a cigarette. He seems irritated. The man who lead him over is wearing a studded leather jacket, complete with black greaser haircut. The sitting man is wearing a t-shit and jeans, a pack of cigarettes rolled under his t-shirt sleeve.

MAN #2:
We figured you weren’t gonna show up, Joe. You knew we had this whole thing planned for this morning. Frank figured you were too chicken to come through.

MARTIN: (playing along)
I told you, you had my word.

FRANK:
I don’t know man, we had our doubts. I kept telling Johhny if he isn’t in, it’s off.

MARTIN:
I’m starved, hold up fellas, let me order.

The waitress walks by, pen and paper ready. Johhny and Franks banter on, while Martin prepares to order.

WAITRESS:
Can I get your order ‘hon?

MARTIN:
Yeah, I’ll have a cheeseburger, fries and…..

He pauses realizing something about this surroundings. Everyone is dressed in 60’s garb, EVERYONE. He thinks to himself, maybe these people just get into their theme restaurants.

MARTIN:
And a milkshake too.

The waitress leaves with his order. The two men at the table turn their conversation to Martin.

JOHNNY:
Joe, once, we’re done here, we leave in Frank’s car and take care of what we’ve discussed, okay?

Martin thinks once he finishes his meal, he can leave these “kooky” locals. The reaassurance shows in his face.

MARTIN: (laughing, mockingly)
Yup, Sure Johnny.

JOHHNY: (abruptly)
Stop fucking around.

Martin is visibly shaken, realizing whatever it is they have planned, they’re obviously very serious about what they have in store. Deciding to relieve some pressure, he gets up and heads over to the bathroom.

FRANK:
Don’t go too far, sweetheart, we’ve got our eye on you.

Martin makes his way to the back of the restaurant and notices several Dwight is Right signs hanging on the wall, near the counter. He shrugs it off, dismissing it as part of the motif. We see Martin enter the bathroom and enter a stall. He commences his business.

MARTIN: (whispering, to himself)
Okay, we eat and get the hell out, it’s that simple. They think I’m someone else, that’s all.

As he zip his pants and exits the stall, he notices a newpaper lying on the floor. He examines the cover. The headline reads “Eisenhower leads by 8%”. He notices the date, it says October 15th, 1953. We a trickle of sweat form around Martin’s brow. He stares at the paper for about 15 seconds, then crumples it on the floor.

MARITN: (out loud)
No, no, it can’t be! This doesn’t make any sense!

He exits the bathroom and heads over to the table, passing by a stack of newspapers. He glances down, it’s the same newspaper.

MARTIN:
This is bullshit, Martin, get a hold of yourself, you’re tired, let’s eat and get out.

He makes his way over to the table, his burger and fries awaiting his arrival.

JOHNNY: (irritated)
What took you so long?

MARTIN:
I was a little “backed” up, that’s all.

Martin begins eating, wolfing down the burger.

JOHNNY:
Hope your nerves aren’t getting the best of ya, huh, Joe?

Johhny and Frank both share a good laugh.

Martin decides to let his new friends know that he’s not down with their plans and will be on his way.

MARTIN:
Look guys, I don’t know what you’re thinking but I’m out of here after this meal, I gotta get home.

FRANK: (somberly)
I’m sorry Joe, you can’t leave, you know that, you’re in with us the whole way through.

Martin is sweating profusely. He appears frantic and gets up.

MARTIN:
I don’t fucking know you! I’m not Joe, alright, I don’t know who you think I am….

He’s abruptly cut off by Johhny.

JOHNNY: (angrily)
Sit down, before this gets ugly.

Martin glances down and realizes Johnny is holding a .38 caliber pistol. Martin is now on the verge of a complete breakdown. He reluctantly sits down.

FRANK:
Finish what you have left to eat and we’re getting in the car, we’re gonna drive over to the First Street Savings and we’re gonna wait for that truck. Don’t panic Joe, it’s been planned. We’re gonna be very wealthy men in 60 minutes.

MARTIN:
You’re going to rob a bank! Are you insane?!

Franks whips Martin in the face with the pistol. Blood trickles down from his lip.

FRANK:
Be quiet before someone hears you. Pay the bill and let’s go.

Martin wipes the blood from his split lip and pays the waitress. The two men roughly push Martin through the front door and lead him to the waiting car.

TO BE CONTINUED BY NIGHTFLYER………..


[This message has been edited by doctor drew (edited 10-01-2000).]

[Nightflyer]

EXT. RON’S ROADSIDE DINER – OUT FRONT -- DAY

Looking around, Martin cannot see his own car, but what he does see is a 1950 Chevrolet Coupe with a yellow finish. The men push at the back of him, ushering him into the back of the car. Once Martin is inside both Johnny and Frank jump into the front.

EXT/INT. CAR

With all doors closed Johnny turns around and nearly jumps the seat. He places the gun up against Martins face and uses his other arm to hold him against the seat.

JOHNNY
(Forcefully)
You better get with the fucking picture, or I’ll whack you.

Johnny pushes at Martins shoulder and then relaxes the gum.

JOHNNY (Cont’d)
(Forcefully)
You got it.

Martin tries calming Johnny by playing along once again.

MARTIN
Yeah, not a prob. Like you said it must be nerves.

Johnny sits back in the passenger chair and nods to Frank to take off.

Martin’s shaking arms and legs begin to slow a little after the gun was taken away. He then looks out the window at the diner as the cars takes of.

FADE OUT:

FADE IN:


EXT. FIRST STREET SAVINGS – OUT FRONT – DAY

The Chevrolet parks across the road from the bank. Frank parks in a parallel spot for easier take off.


INT. CAR

Frank looks over to the front of the bank, as does Johnny.

JOHNNY
The truck should arrive in five minutes. Now here’s the drill. Frank and I,

Johnny thought about what he was to say next and then changes.

JOHHNY
No, Joe (Looking around at him) and myself will take care of the guards. There are only two of them and they’re as old as Frank’s mamma.

FRANK
Hay, you agreed you wouldn’t make fun of my mum anymore.

Johnny slaps Frank with a backhander across the face.

JOHHNY
Where about to rob a bank, and all you care about is your generic mother.

Frank looks down at the floor, he looks as if his about to cry.

JOHNNY
Fine your mothers no dinosaur. OK. Is that better?

Martin watches, as the two seem share this stupid insignificant moment, insignificant to Martin anyway.

Martin looks at the two of them and tries something.

MARTIN
Who gives a rat about your mother, now tell me why did you change the plan, I was to stay with the car.

Johnny smiles and looks around to Martin.

JOHNNY
What and leave you here with our getaway car. How gullible do you think I am?

Martin thinks the situation could be controllable if he plays along enough.

MARTIN
That was the plan all along. Besides if I come with you, you’ll have to give me a gun and if you don’t trust me with the car, how can you trust me with a gun.

Johnny smiles again and tosses over a gun.

JOHNNY
With a non-loaded gun, that’s how.

“Fuck” Martin says under his breath.

MARTIN
And if the guards open fire?

JOHNNY
Then you better duck.

With that we hear in the background a truck. Frank looks in the driver’s side mirror and sees the armored car traveling towards them.

FRANK
It’s time.

Johnny grabs himself a mask and then tosses one to Frank. Martin sees this.

MARTIN
Where’s mine?

Johnny smiles once again.

JOHNNY
Sorry, all out.

MARTIN
You fuck, your gunna make me take the fall.

JOHNNY
Not at all, like I said they only had two masks and,

Martin cuts him off.

MARTIN
Then why would Frank need one, he’s the driver.

Johnny looks at Frank and then to Martin.

JOHNNY
(Sarcastic)
Wow, that’s a good point.

Johnny turns around and points the gun at Martin.

JOHNNY
Good points aside, you better do as you’re told or you may find yourself taking the fall, but not the criminal oriented kind. A fall to the devils gate.

Martin feels a lump in his trout.


EXT. FIRST STREET SAVINGS – OUT FRONT – DAY

The Armored car pulls up in front of the bank and the two guards get out and make there way to the rear of the truck.


INT. CAR

JOHNNY
(To Martin)
Now, move.


EXT. FIRST STREET SAVINGS – OUT FRONT – DAY

Martin reluctantly gets out, as does Johnny and they begin to make their way to the back of the truck. The two guards are now in the back of the truck.

Moments later Johnny walks up with Martin at his side to the door of the truck and slowly opens it. With weapons drawn and aimed inside Johnny fully opens the door (Not locked I know. It’s the 1950’s and there idiots) and takes aim at the two guards.

JOHNNY
Freeze, right where you are.

From behind Martin tries a new strategy.

MARTIN
My gun, it’s empty.

Johnny watches as the guards go for there guns, but he isn’t worried. He opens fire and takes them both out.

Martin can only watch in horror as these two guards are shot to death, and all because of him. *My god what have I caused* It raced through his mind as he watched there limp bodies fall to the ground all bloodied.

Johnny looks around at Martin with such evil in his eyes.

JOHNNY
Mine wasn’t.

With that Johnny walks up to Martin and slams the butt of his gun into his face knocking Martin unconscious.

FADE OUT:

FADE IN:

EXT. WOODED FOREST ROAD – AFTERNOON

The Chevrolet pulls up on a dirt track and Johnny and Frank get out and go to the trunk.

We hear pounding from inside.

Johnny opens the lid and we see inside Martin trying to get out. Beside him is the stolen money; some of the notes have blood on them.

JOHNNY
It’s time for a little game Joe. You’ve got a ten-minute head start and then we come hunting for you and when we catch you.

A large smile comes upon Johnny’s face.

JOHNNY
Then you die!

(To be continued by Crynot)

[Crynot]

Johnny shoves the gun against Martin’s temple and cocks it back. Martin closes his eyes and shutters. He is clearly scared.

JOHNNY
Come on, come on! We ain’t got all day. It’s gonna be dark in a few hours.

Martin climbs his way out of the trunk and stands next to the two men.

FRANK
And don’t forget that cops are gonna shut down the city in search of the cash.

JOHNNY (to Frank)
Fuck the cops! We made a clean break. The only way we go down is if Martin here decides to crack (turning back to Martin) and we ain’t gonna let that happen. Now come on get moving – you’ve got ten minutes.

Martin starts to head off but Frank grabs his arm and stops him.

FRANK (to Johnny)
This don’t make no sense Johnny! If Martin is such a threat then why don’t we just waste him now and get outta town?

Johnny takes Franks arm and pulls it off of Martin.

JOHNNY
Jesus Frank, where’s your sense of adventure? (turning to Martin) Now get going!

Martin gives the two men one final look and then heads off into the woods. Once he is out of site Frank turns to Johnny who has just lit a cigarette and takes a drag.

FRANK
If we let him go for ten minutes then there’s no way we’ll catch him.

Johnny calmly smokes his cigarette.

JOHNNY
Don’t worry about it. I’ve already taken care of it.

FRANK
What are you talking about?

We CLOSE IN on Johnny as he puts out a devilish grin.

JOHNNY
Come on, I’ll show you.

(TO BE CONTINUED BY JOBLO)

Sorry this is so short but I’ve got meetings all day today and tomorrow and I won’t have another chance to write anymore. I hope I didn’t leave you in a dead end Joblo – but I figure you could pull something creative out of this.

Crynot

[Nightflyer]

Joblo must be busy, Tuukka do you want to take it from there.

[JoBlo]

Yipes! Sorry about that, guys, I didn't even know that it was my turn until Tuukka emailed me. Unfortunately, I will have to miss my turn this time around, but it looks like this thing is moving along pretty steadily. Will have to consolidate all of the writings up onto one page soon.

Keep on truckin'!

[DaMovieMan]

What the hell is going?
Who's turn is it?
Comon guys we should keep doing this thing it sounds good!

[Nightflyer]

Tuukka was going to take it from there, I don't know what happened. I'll email him to find out..

[Tuukka]

Damn. I have to skip this one. I've been doing 14-16 hour days for the last week and simply don't have any time. I forgot the whole thing, then tried to write something yesterday, but it's really slow for me since if I try to write fiction in english I have to check every tenth word from a dictionary...

[Nightflyer]

DaMovieMan, your turn. You might want to start a new post aswell. This ones getting a little long...

[DaMovieMan]

Dont worry guys. I'll write my part soon.
I'll call the new topic "Traveler Part 02"....ok?