Scene 4 opens
Jerald H/KJ: *walks around with a flashlight, shining it on stage* Have you found anything yet, Eli?
Eli/Conductor: *from across the room* Nothing yet. And why can’t you just call me ‘the Conductor’ while I’m in the suit?
Jerald H/KJ: Because we only need to call each other by those names when we run into someone else.
Eli/Conductor: But what if someone is listening to this conversation right now? Then what?
Jerald H/KJ: Then they’ll know who we are. It’s as simple as that.
Eli/Conductor: Then why do we wear these costumes?!
Jerald H/KJ: Because they look awesome!
Eli/Conductor: Well, I can’t really argue with that.
Jerald H/KJ: *walks over to the stage and walks onto it* Dude, can you help me out for a sec?
Eli/Conductor: Sure. *runs over to Jerald H* What’s up?
Jerald H/KJ: Help me lift these planks. There might be something under here where Felicity was hidden.
Eli/Conductor: What could someone possibly hide under the stage though?
Jerald H/KJ: Well, there’s a surprising amount of room so, let’s find out.
Both: *start pulling off planks of wood from the stage, then climb under the stage*
Jerald H/KJ: *shines flashlight around the area*
Eli/Conductor: I’m getting a strange feeling from being under here.
Jerald H/KJ: That makes two of us. *shines flashlight to the right and spots a small table with a mask on it* What the heck?
Both: *walk over to the table*
Eli/Conductor: A traditional theater mask?
Jerald H/KJ: Half of a happy mask and half of a sad mask put together to make one freaky looking mask.
Eli/Conductor: We probably shouldn’t tamper with anything down here.
Jerald H/KJ: *shines flashlight up high on the wall, only to reveal two letters*
Eli/Conductor: SF? What’s that supposed to mean?
Jerald H/KJ: Assuming that it’s relating to theater, it’s the abbreviation for ‘Stage Fright.’
Eli/Conductor: Isn’t that what Felicity kept repeating over and over again?
Jerald H/KJ: Yeah, it was.
Eli/Conductor: Stage Fright is probably the name of the person who put Felicity down here in the first place!
Jerald H/KJ: We need to go. If we stay any longer, that ‘Stage Fright’ guy might actually be out and about and run into us.
Eli/Conductor: The last thing we need is to run into a killer.
Both: *climb out from under the stage and place the planks back down*
Leonard: Mr. Myers! *runs past several students and into Mr. Myers’s office* Mr. Myers, sir!
Mr. Myers: My goodness, Leonard! What seems to be the matter?!
Leonard: Someone’s here to see you.
Both: *walk out of office and into performance room*
Edward: Mr. Myers! How many years has it been?
Mr. Myers: *sigh* Not enough years, Edward!
Both: *laugh loudly and hug*
Edward: My, my, it’s wonderful to see you again! And what a lovely theater you have! It’s almost mesmerizing!
Mr. Myers: Why thank you, Edward. You must meet the students that we have here!
Edward: Oh, I already have! And my favorite of the students is by far the young lady Dylan Ranjie, I believe she said was her name.
Leonard: Yeah, she’s definitely one of the most energetic students we have.
Edward: *aggressively* No one asked you!
Leonard: *takes a step back*
Edward: Oh, dear. I’m so sorry! I don’t know what’s gotten into me!
Mr. Myers: Are you feeling alright?
Edward: Oh, I’ll be fine. Don’t worry about me.
Mr. Myers: So, Edward, how about we show you something that some of the students have been working on.
Edward: Exactly what is it?
Mr. Myers: They’ve been working on a piece of music that I think you may like.
Edward: Does it have a piano?
Mr. Myers: Not one, but two pianos, an organ, a metal harp, and drums.
Edward: I like the sound of that!
Mr. Myers: Alright, students. Those who practiced the song, hop up on stage, all others please take a seat!
Jerald H/Eli/Emilia/Donatello/Mary: *hop on stage*
Jerald H/KJ: *walks over to the light metal piano and sits down in front of it*
Eli/Conductor: *walks over to the grand piano and sits in front of it*
Emilia: *walks to the organ and sits in front of it*
Donatello: *walks to the drums and sits behind them*
Mary/BB: *walks over to the metal harp and stands besides it*
Mr. Myers: Edward, prepare to be blown away*
Students: *on stage* *start playing Grand Keys*
(Grand Keys starts playing)
Mr. Myers: *whispers* Ooh, they’re doing fantastic!
Students: *on stage* *continue playing Grand Keys*
Edward: They’re pretty talented young people.
Students: *on stage* *finish playing Grand Keys*
(Grand Keys stops playing)
Mr. Myers: Well done!
Leonard: You guys did awesome!
Edward: *claps* Hmm.
Mr. Myers: What’d you think, Edward?
Edward: You and your students obviously don’t share the same taste in music and I do.
Mr. Myers: What’s that supposed to mean?
Edward: I would enjoyed it much more if it were orchestral.
Mr. Myers: *sighs* Thank you, students, for performing for Mr. Penlora. You are dismissed.
Students: *on stage* *stand and climb off stage, then exit the room*
Students: *off stage* *stand and exit the room*
Mr. Myers: Edward, I would appreciate if you didn’t discourage the students.
Edward: Discourage the students?! I was merely giving my honest opinion, I’ll have you know!
Mr. Myers: But the students might not see it like that. Please, just be more careful with your choice of words in the future.
Edward: *sighs* Teenagers are way too sensitive nowadays. Back when I was a boy, if I didn’t like the way an adult talked, I’d get in trouble for saying anything. I had to accept it! But clearly, our society has changed. *exits the room*
Leonard: How long is Edward going to be staying here?
Mr. Myers: At least one week.
Leonard: Dang. I don’t know if I can take his criticism for that long.
Mr. Myers: Well, we’re going to have to, as much as it pains me to do so.
Stage Fright: *walks around the performance room while everyone sleeps* Why can’t these people just shut up and do things as they should be! *groans in pain and grabs his head, then starts breathing heavily* My medication is wearing off! *grabs a pill out of his pocket, puts it in his mouth and swallows* There! *breathes calmly* I can’t stand these headaches.
Person: *in other room* Don’t worry, brother. I’m going to make things right. I’ll put on a show everyone will remember, just for you. *wipes tears from eyes*
(Antagonists’ Intro starts playing)
Stage Fright: My name is Stage Fright, stay out of my sight! It’s time for me to sing my song, and time for me to right some wrongs! I have lost everything, which is why I’m here to sing; my theatre career I must avenge, I’m out there to get my revenge! My name is Stage Fright, stay out of my sight! It’s time for me to sing my song, and time for me to right some wrongs! I have lost everything, which is why I’m here to sing; my theatre career I must avenge, I’m out there to get my revenge!
(Song goes instrumental)
Person: My name is Death Chord, I’m tired of being completely ignored! I’ve made a promise to my brother, that I’d be in a play not like any other! I cannot stand these people’s dreams! It just makes me wanna scream! And why is there this music here?! It is agony to my ears! My name is Death Chord, I’m tired of being completely ignored! I’ve made a promise to my brother, that I’d be in a play not like any other! I cannot stand these people’s dreams! It just makes me wanna scream! And why is there this music here?! It is agony to my ears!
(Rest of song is instrumental)
(Antagonists’ Intro stops playing)
Jerald H/KJ: *rolls around while sleeping*
Voice: *quietly* Don’t do it…
Jerald H/KJ: *starts breathing faster* *whispers* No…
Voice: *quietly* Don’t do it!
Jerald H/KJ: *sits up and shouts, then starts breathing heavily* *whispers* No! *puts hands on his face and starts crying*
Scene 4 ends
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