Mrs Conrad (hearing shouting men from a distance behind her) Oh terrific, what a time for Roger's men to arrive.
Imogen: Come on Greg, we gotta go.
Greg: (numbly standing) Yeah… time to go.
(The group run through the wasteland)
Chantelle: Where'd Daz go?
Imogen: It's Dan as of now, and we got separated from him.
Eric: We just head forward, right?
Mrs Conrad: That's right (they run past a still standing, yet destroyed building, as they do Wilhelmina notices another one, in the distance)
Wilhelmina: These buildings are getting closer together. I think we're coming across a town guys.
Danny: THE D BUNKER!
Imogen: What, really!? Where!?
Danny: On this sign here! (Points at a still standing road sign) turn left, 2 miles down the road through the town of “Petvita”.
Wilhelmina: Doesn't sound like an English town.
Danny: Who the heck cares Willie! Were 2 miles from safety!
Imogen: Were actually here! We must be at the coastal town, where the D bunker is located!
Gordon: OMG! You can smell the ocean!
Eric: You can hear it too.
Mrs Conrad: And unless you want Roger to be pushing you into it, we better move!
Chantelle: Where too?
(They continue to run, until the group pause running into the coastal town of Petvita where many of the buildings are still standing)
Mrs Conrad: In there!
(Points to a 15 storey office building)
(The group all sprint inside the building and Eric and Mrs Conrad set to work, instantly trying to barricade the front door)
Greg (helping with barricade) this won't hold!
Mrs Conrad: It will for a little while.
Eric: We have to head upstairs and then find a way out.
Imogen: In a minute dad… I just need to breathe…
Eric: Sure thing sweetie… (Pause) listen, about earlier...
Imogen: It's fine.
Eric: No, I need to apologise.
Imogen: Dad it's okay, you got frustrated and you snapped at me, simple as simple is.
Eric: (smiling) I'm glad to have a daughter like you.
Florence: (looking through barricaded window) Thou art hundreds of them out there!
Gordon: Were so screwed.
Greg: How have their numbers suddenly increased?
Eric: Considering there were around only 30 chasing us and now there's over 100… 150 by the looks of it. They…
Mrs Conrad: All of them… members of the higher, must have been waiting in this town because they knew we'd be coming and now they're going to stop us getting to the bunker, well… (Pulls out her token axe and a knife) they'll have a surprise on their hands.
Wilhelmina: (as hands begin to tear through windows) damn, they really don't want us to get to that bunker… or Greg at least.
Danny: Then let's offer him as a human meat and let's leg it one.
Chantelle: We could just offer you as one instead, if it would shut ya up.
Imogen: Look, let's just say it's not safe here we need to move upstairs.
(They proceed to run, but a few of the men, now accompanied by female members of the higher, block their way)
Greg: OH THIS IS A BIGGER LOAD OF DUNG THEN…!
Mrs Conrad: Silence! Let's just fight before…
Gordon: No, no one else dies, now is my time!
(To the bewilderment of everyone, he pulls his drug out of his pocket and snorts it)
Dan: GOTCHA YOU FUCKA!
(He has been chasing Minion 1 across the wasteland he finally catches up to the agile man and knocks him over)
Minion 1: Imma be rewarded for killing your bitch, you're gonna die too.
(He slices his blade through the air too fast, as Dan's left arm comes flying off his body, Dan ignores the numbing pain for a second and with all his strength slices his own knife down on Minion 1, he manages to silt the minion's neck.)
Minion 1: no… no… no… I was gonna live… forever… I… (he coughs and convulses, before he dies in a puddle of his own blood)
Dan: Gotcha… I… (wheezes and looks around, he sees that he is alone in the middle of the wasteland, currently bleeding out as his left arm is a stump)
Dan (paling and in pain): No… no… I'm dying i… I
(He remembers Suzanne's last wish that he should look after Greg, with a new found strength, Dan drags himself from the ground and towards a medical kit, he has seen perched on the corpse of Minion 1, he picks it up, as his stump continues to bleed…)
(Back in Petvita)
Gordon: I HAD MY DRUG ON ME THE WHOLE TIME! I AM SO SORRY I DIDN'T USE IT EARLIER! I COULD HAVE SAVED SO MANY LIVES! BUT NOW, NO ONE ELSE DIES! AS I SAVE THE DAY!
(Waits for the drug to take hold and tries to rip off his shirt to add a final climatic effect, but he merely ends up struggling and failing, looking around, he panics as members of the higher have now flooded the room)
Roger: Oh dear God, this is pathetic.
(he and the rest of the higher laugh at Gordon's attempt)
Gordon: (getting teary eyed) I JUST WANTED TO BE A HERO!
Mrs Conrad: Well you failed and now were surrounded by these… people.
Roger: You nicknamed us the higher?
Mrs Conrad: Yes, you group of thugs are the higher.
Greg: So you put that that message on the car?
Roger: Me! God no! It was either one of the Puppet Master's two, up his own arse, minions, but weeks back, all of us here, were with the Puppet Master along with your “mate” Aaron, he was supposed to lead you to us and we'd all be the bunker, but then… then… (Kicks wall) he left us to die!
Greg: I get it now; y'all were supposed to be all cuddled up in that bunker, waiting for us to come troddlin' along so you could share your reward, with the puppet master but alas…
Roger: He fucking nuked us a few days to early! We weren't prepared, he betrayed us! Left us to die! And sealed himself in that damn bunker! Kept it all to himself, kept the reward he promised to share! Should have known it was too good to be fucking true.
Eric: So to put it basically, you and the higher watch over Greg during his whole time in Mortdale, plan this whole nuke scenario, you higher all share this reward with your master, Greg comes along, you get your reward sorted yada yada… you all live happily ever after… but… he betrays you, nukes you a days to early, so he can keep himself sealed in that bunker and keep that lovely reward all to himself, so you set the random slag to keep track of us, while you hunt us down. So the puppet master is stuck in there, without Greg hence his reward is useless?
Roger: Pretty much sums it up, if we're gonna die out here, he dies with us, none of us have passes to enter that place, it's fucking indestructible, but you have one, and the only two people that can get in and out of that place, are his two fucking minions. Who also have passes.
Imogen: The minions…? One of them was the guy we bumped into? The guy who killed Suzanne and he had…
Roger: Two blades? Moved really fast?
Roger: There out the bunker, then they must be trying to lure you in by trying to kill a few of you, so the rest of you hot headed idiots would charge in after them, looking for answers.
Greg: Oh Lordy, that's what he did to Dan, after he killed Suzanne!
Roger: Yep that's how he works.
Greg: If all you need is our pass, then let us go! We'll leave you be to deal with this guy, you can get into the bunker and slaughter him!
Roger: No thanks, but you need to die.
Greg: Why?! Look I want answers, but I'm willing to toss them aside, just to get me and my friend’s outta this alive!
Roger: No, it won't do! Ladies and gentlemen get ready we slaughter this guy, once and for all!
Greg: NO! YOU…!
Imogen: No, I know what's going on, you could spare us, something from Greg is needed, hence if he flees, The Puppet Master won't get his reward, but you want to kill him, not just to be on the safe side, it's because we've seen what you've done! You've killed so many of us just to stop us getting to the bunker, out of revenge, jealously and hatred for the puppet master, you killed in cold blood! Now you can't face the guilt, were a threat, were evidence so we can tell rescue teams, what you've really done, your little organisation, has been working behind the scenes and out of the spotlight for too long, guess it sucks being in the spotlight hey?
Roger (sputtering): How… how?
Imogen: I know how to read people, your motive is pretty damn pathetic, for someone who clearly thinks his badass.
Danny: Yeah you tell him Immie… jeez trying to be a badass.
(Wilhelmina rolls her eyes)
Wilhelmina: I don't even have to say to him do I?
Chantelle: Nope statement's been overused and it won't process past, his thick skull.
Roger: ENOUGH TALK! Now bring me subject F.
(Chelsea is dragged forwards and is forced to her knees, with Roger behind her holding his knife to her neck)
Roger: Found her wondering around a village, just to our luck, because she was subject F.
Chelsea: GUYS! AARON'S THE TRAITOR! HE…!
Florence: We have already figured that out, as thou can all clearly see, he is no longer among us.
Chelsea: Oh Good, but guys…
Greg: Hang on Chelsea what do they mean, subject F? Are you involved with these people?
Chelsea: Yeah… I… didn't remember before, but know I do now! Because it's worn off, didn't ya ever wonder why I can't breathe, why I was so dumb? Why I couldn't remember a thing, but now I know, because I couldn't age either and…
Imogen: You've been around for a while haven't you? 100's of years old, aren't you?
Chelsea: I was born in 1724 and then when I was 10 in 1734, they made me have the stuff… (Shudders) they selected me, because of a load of factors, but I was a test subject but I escaped, but it worked, since I had short term memory. I forgot everything and was considered abnormally dumb, since then, I lived this long and only now I remember because it wears off, and oh they (points at Roger's group) their not called the higher, their called the Aeternis!
Roger: The Puppet Master head of the Aeternis, all of us here total membership 1243, we are the highest of the high in society, we manipulate everything, we watch everyone, and now we are going to prove to you why you're hope is lost.
Chelsea: Guys run! My effect has worn off! I can die now! If he kills me this time I won't come back! Forget me and run!
Greg: CHELSEA! WHAT IS IT? THIS REWARD! THIS THING THEY USED ON YOU! WHAT IS IT!?
Chelsea: It's… (She gets no further, this time when Roger silts her neck, it's real, she falls to the floor and begins to bleed out)
Chelsea (croaking): Well at least… I'll get to heaven this time.
(For real this time)
Chantelle: NO CHELSH! NOW IT'S ONLY ME AND GORDON!
Gordon: Oh God this is it!
Roger: No answers from her, you ay getting them we bought her along to kill her in front of you, to scare you, to show how serious this shit is. Now just forgot running, fuck the struggle, just let me end it. I promise, I'll make it quick, just die, you'll be at peace…
(The Aeternis members surround the group and all looks lost until…)
Gordon: Hang on, I can feel it now.
Chantelle: Didn't think ya drug worked.
Gordon (smiling): No it was merely delayed, it may be soaked and absorbed so much radiation but that doesn't mean it's not effective it's just taking it's time.
Danny: To do what?
Gordon: To work, to finally help me be a man to avenge Chelsea, Auntie Jeana and all those that had died, if only I acted sooner now that I am going to act you're going to run all of you no one else dies.
Greg: How? Is this working.
Gordon: A basic rule, anything fucked up, only becomes more fucked up when you add radiation.
(He roars and his weak body transforms into a mass of muscles, his shirt and trousers rip leaving him naked, but in his deranged state, he doesn't care. He charges forward towards the confused members of the Aeternis with a gentle swipe of his overlarge hand, he sends the head of one tough guy flying through the air, there is a pause before the fray begins…)
Greg: The lord be with me, Gordon swung that guy's head further than One armed Earl down our street in St. Louisville, could bat a baseball, and were talking miles here people…
Mrs Conrad: Quit babbling you redneck, you heard him, it's time to move and leave this monster to die.
Florence: Tis racist of you, to imply that.
Imogen: (gimmick quip moment) Well I can suppose you can say, were seeing Gordon's true colours. (comedic drum goes off to no laughter)
Chantelle: That weren't funny.
Danny: Let's go already!
Wilhelmina: In a sec! WOO! CHECK OUT THE BROWN HULK FOLKS! THAT'S RIGHT GORDON! SHOVE THAT GUY'S HEAD, UP THAT OTHER'S GUYS ASS! CHUCK THAT WOMAN OUT OF THE WINDOW! OH YEAH AND YEAH GRAB THAT GUY AND… AND… Ugh, okay, that, is messed up.
Eric: More time for us to go.
Chantelle: But Gordon's being a badass at last and I wanna see it.
Greg: He gave us a chance, as temptin' as it is to watch, we need to go.
(Sighing she does so, the group run up the staircase to the building, but they are all extremely fatigued and about to drop to their knees in exhaustion, until Eric spots the solution)
Eric: Guys this elevator works!
Greg: Let's go then!
(Greg, Imogen, Mrs Conrad, Eric, Florence, Chantelle, Danny and Wilhelmina cram into the elevator. the doors close and pleasant elevator music begins to play, as the elevator ascends 15 floors, the group wait in a silence)
Imogen: (breaking the silence) Why in every movie, and even now, is there a scene where everyone crams into an elevator with this type of music playing?
(More silence and shuffling, until finally there is a clink and the elevator doors slide open and the group scuffle out, they barely take two steps when Gordon rushes right up to them)
Gordon: GUYS RUNNNN!
Mrs Conrad: How did you get here so fast?
Gordon: Super speed, but my personality drug is wearing out! I lost my strength and now my speed and I'm… I'm (covers himself as he is naked and skinny again)
Mrs Conrad: How many did you manage to wipe out?
Gordon (proud of himself) A lot, but they were right behind me, they could run really fast as well, if we don't hurry…
(Too late, they have been stalling. Roger and a few of his blood-stained men and injured members of the Aeternis, rush into the room Roger spots Gordon and his face twists in rage)
Roger: You little shit I'll rip your guts out!
(Gordon screams and runs into the elevator, everyone else is dragged out and held hostage with knives to their necks, as Gordon backs into the elevator, the Aeternis closing in on him)
Eric: Gordon run!
Gordon: I can't, I...!
Roger: Kill the little shit! Kill him now! Before he fucking flips out again!
(They approach and with this Gordon finally snaps)
Gordon: (in true, Chris Crocker style meltdown): AND HOW FUCKING DARE ANY ONE OF YOU MAKE FUN OF US AFTER ALL WE'VE BEEN THROUGH! WE LOST OUR HEAD'S, WENT THROUGH HELL! WE HAD TWO FUCKING BICKERING SHITS! AND AARON TURNED OUT TO BE THE TRAITOR! AND NOW WERE GOING THROUGH A BLOODY BATTLE! ALL YOU PEOPLE CARE ABOUT, IS YOUR REWARD AND RAPING THE SHIT OUT OF US! WERE ALL HUMAN!
(Pause as he sobs)
Gordon: WHAT YOU DON'T REALISE IS THAT YOU NEED GREG AND WE'VE BROUGHT HIM THIS FAR AND ALL YOU DO IS SPEAK A LOT OF CRAP ABOUT HIM! WE HAD TO BECOME KILLERS! OUR TOWN IS CALLED MORTDALE FOR A REASON BECAUSE ALL YOU PEOPLE WANT, IS MORE, MORE, MORE, MORE MURDER! LEAVE US ALONE! YOU'RE LUCKY I'M EVEN TALKING TO YOU BASTARDS! LEAVE US ALONE! PLEASE!
Gordon: YOU CALL US EVERY NAME UNDER THE SUN NO MATTER WHAT! AND SPEAKING OF RUDE INSULTS WHEN WAS IT MORALE? TO PUBLICLY BASH A BAND OF US, WHO ARE GOING THROUGH A HARD TIME! LEAVE US ALONE! PLEASE! (Sobs for a few awkward minutes) LEAVE US ALONE! RIGHT NOW! I MEAN IT! IF YOU GOT A PROBLEM WITH US HERE YOU DEAL WITH ME! BECAUSE MY FRIENDS AREN'T WELL RIGHT NOW! AETERNIS! PLEASE! LEAVE US ALONE...
(There is an awkward pause, as Gordon sobs, no one seems keen on breaking the silence, untill Gordon hears a sawing noise from above, he looks up and his eyes dilate in terror, as suddenly the elevator he is in, pummels downwards with a screaming Gordon inside, when it hits the ground, there is a rumble that shakes the building, with it, Eric breaks loose as does Mrs Conrad from their captors, they manage to grab the others)
Eric: To the roof!
(and before anyone can react, Greg, Florence, Chantelle, Mrs Conrad, Eric, Imogen, Danny and Wilhelmina are approaching the rooftop of the building)