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Posted: **Mon Jul 23, 2007 1:10 pm**

The Hoyts Cinema parking lot was surprisingly full considering it was only four o'clock. Then again, judging by the proximity to a few megastores, it isn't surprising people had taken advantage of the free parking. The sky is bright with only a few scattered clouds moving leisurely above. So much for the rain cloud the radio had briefly mentioned before cutting out in a flurry of static. Must be some kind of interference. It had taken out all of the radio stations several minutes ago.

She parks her car in one of the few spots available, near a large brown 4WD that would obscure her view of the parking lot when reversing, and make leaving the car park a slow and painful process. At least the park isn't far from the cinema and is getting some shade from a tall tree whose leaves, while yellow, have yet to fall from the branch.

The Hoyts Cinema is a large, brown brick building that squats over an underground car park, a sweeping set of rounded stairs, flanked by twin ramps, move up to its glass front and trio of double doors. She can see several posters tacked to the walls - The Simpsons Movie, Sicko, Shrek the Third, Fantastic Four: Rise of the Silver Surfer, and Life Free or Die Hard.

Today there is also a Fun Pack Trio starting soon: Shaun of the Dead, Dawn of the Dead and 28 Days Later. It seems it gets more horrific with each movie.

Posted: **Mon Jul 23, 2007 2:05 pm**

Gently pulling her small Ford Escort into a parked position, Liz aligns it as best she can. The nose juts out just past the cars beside her. She continues to fuss over it until firmly telling herself to Stoppit, right now. You know better. Much. Better.

Sighing resignedly, the young journalist swings smoothed legs through the open door. The darker, semi-long skirt she decided to wear today rustles softly. Deep blue denim. This brings a weary smile to her lips. Lips paled from pure exhaustion, face lighter than usual.

Blue eyes cast themselves around on some unknown instinct. Who would tail her here? She's just come in from Wales. Just come in from a long drive. Who the hell, in their right mind, would drive that entire way and just give up? Not even watch her trio of movies? Liz shakes her head stubbornly and makes her click-clack way to the doors.

Posted: **Mon Jul 23, 2007 2:12 pm**

Mark pulls up in the rental car supplied to him by his new employer. He had just gotten off the plane, checked into the Inn, had a quick shower, and was out the door again to go make one of the biggest deals of his life. His last employer had reccomended him to a friend, and Mark had received the call last month. Flown halfway around the world, put up in the luxury suite, and paid half in advance. "All for one little book." Mark thinks as he smiles. Yes this could be his last job if he really wanted it to be, but Mark had no intentions of quitting "the business' after this one. He steps out of the car with his bag on his shoulder, and makes his way to the movie theatre to kill a few hours before he meets with his employer.

Posted: **Mon Jul 23, 2007 2:40 pm**

Self-consciously, she bends slightly to smooth the front of her skirt. Stiletto thigh-high boots reach underneath the hem and further. A thick mane of darker brown hair falls over her shoulder, revealing gently sloping bones. As she stands, the shirt settles itself properly, small, lacy ruffles springing back to life.

Polka dots cover her back, a bow on the midpoint to secure her front. A marvelous tan, the fluorescent lights create a healthy light that is immediately obvious. It dances across the bronze flesh like flames in a breeze. The line continues to inch forward, each group that receives their tickets jovial and excited.

Her purse, a small thing tucked snugly between her arm and her ribs, and tinged a light lavender. Liz rolls her eyes impatiently, pulling out a notepad and pen from the tiny 'pocket'. Near instantly, she's busy writing another dead-end story, rapidly flipping pages. She runs out of room on each piece of paper quickly, script neat and small. When she's finished, and returning it to its place, she looks up again.

The frown is there automatically, settling heavily on her fair features. Bright eyes stare at the back of the person in front of her, tapping her toes anxiously.

Posted: **Mon Jul 23, 2007 3:24 pm**

The teller is a middle-aged woman with a gently heaving bosom and a dedicated smile. She quickly sells her tickets to the teenagers in front of Liz and then moves onto her. "The weather's better than before," says the woman with a nod, her nametag registering her as Janet Blackmore. "Here to see the movie marathon?"

A dog barks nearby as a blind person approaches, hair hidden by a hoodie, thick black glasses sat upon the person's nose, a hand gently resting on their hip. The dog is the blind person's own. A golden labrador set up in its harness. The blind person goes through the double doors into the cinema.

"Likes to meet with his friends and listen to the movies," says Janet with a conspirational nod.

Posted: **Mon Jul 23, 2007 7:29 pm**

"so If I promise to shut my eyes, and just listen do I get in free as well?" Mark smiles at his little joke, and everyone else just stares at him blankly. Mark looks the beautiful young woman in front of him up and down. If it weren't for the Backpack full of stolen goods he might have struck up a conversation with her, but at the moment isn't feeling very social. . He shuffles his feet forward in line. Moving ever closer to the box office, and ever further away from his latest illicit activities.

Posted: **Tue Jul 24, 2007 5:17 am**

"Yes I am, party of one, please." She nods in response to Janet. Liz has no knowledge of the thief behind her, though if she looked, hours later she could give a perfect profile for the cops. Or of course, for a column suggestion. She slides the strap of the purse down her arm, opening it up and shifting through her belongings. A flip phone with camera and GPS is set against the lining, nail file and tweezers re-situated until she withdraws a wallet.

"How much?" Never looking up from her average-sized woman's billfold. It has a fashionable 'L' on the front, a change purse on the adjacent side. As she unzips it, she's flipping through bills while waiting on an answer. Dental floss and a travel pack of q-tips are exposed in her open bag. The rest is hidden from view by her arm and body. Elizabeth cocks her head coyly, a smile playing on her lips. Apparently she doesn't mind standing there, wallet exposing her minimal wealth and waiting on this teller once more.

Posture is relaxed, as though she hasn't a care in the world. Which, when given thought, she could pass off. Brunette hair falls in faint, hot-ironed ringlets about her shoulders, subtly curling like a fresh-removed apple peel. She smooths it out of her face, smiling brightly, black and rectangular plastic-rimmed glasses sliding down her lovely sloping nose.

Posted: **Tue Jul 24, 2007 5:25 am**

Janet passes her the ticket. "Cinema 7. It starts in twenty minutes." She turns her attention to Mark. "That bag looks heavy. Must be terrible having to lug that around. What movie are you here to see?"

The main lobby is red with a burnished orange ceiling and luxuriant maroon carpeting. Several circular couches encircle the pillars. A liquor bar sits off to one side, staffed by a weary blonde woman who is leaning down, her chin resting on her arms, staring at the slushy machine as the metal twists through the drink. The lobby smells clean, like pine fresh mixed with ozone, freshly vacuumed and freshly mopped.

The cinemas are past the confectionary bar, opposite the men and women's toilet doors. A red rope blocks off most of the entryway, staffed by a tall, awkward-looking teenage boy, also in uniform. In the middle of the lobby are a series of giant posters and cut-out boards from the movies and three games machines: Big Game Hunter IV, Wonder Boy III and Terror Alert.

Posted: **Tue Jul 24, 2007 6:13 am**

"Why the triple feature of course" says Mark as he shifts his bag on his shoulder. "Ya lot's of term papers to write, but there is always time for zombie flicks." Mark smiles "What is the damage on those tickets?"
Mark looks eagerly towards the bar. "I sure could use a Guinness" thinks Mark.

Posted: **Tue Jul 24, 2007 6:16 am**

Janet tells him, the dedicated smile still plastered across her moouth.

Posted: **Tue Jul 24, 2007 6:23 am**

Liz steps out of line, re-zipping her wallet and closing her purse. Shaking her head with a sigh, she heads instinctively towards the liquor bar. After all, who wants to watch a horrific film without a wonderfully alcohol-packed drink? She inclines her chin to the blond, asking simply, "What's available?"

Her gaze sweeps around, finally noticing Mark, and blinking several times afterward. Shaking her head again, she returns her attention to the bartender.

Posted: **Tue Jul 24, 2007 6:36 am**

Mark walks over and sits at the end of the bar looking aroudn the room at all of the soon to be released movies.
"Shitty, stupid, that might be good, pffft gay,and of course the one he's been waiting months to see... The Dark Knight. If only they had let Frank Miller Direct it." Mark looks up and sees the girl at the bar. She looks away and orders her drink from the bartender. "I wonder if I will have time to get food before this thing starts."

Posted: **Tue Jul 24, 2007 6:55 am**

Thomas Pulls up into the parking garage of the cinemaplex making sure to back his car in. He grabs his laptop case and hurys into the cinemaplex hoping to catch a sandwich at the bar and hop on the y-fi to check his email before the show. He gets in line for the movie and waits his turn to buy a ticket.

Posted: **Tue Jul 24, 2007 7:06 am**

Thomas arrives to find the last person in line, sauntering away, cursing about some movie he had thought was on at the cinema. He is able to cruise straight up to the ticket booth and buy a ticket from the now frowning Janet.

The blonde at the bar jerks, confused, at the sound of another person's voice. "I'm sorry?" Then she points at a bar menu on the counter with a shrug.

Posted: **Tue Jul 24, 2007 7:15 am**

Mark orders a drink, and thirstily gulps down the entire glass. "Keep them coming if you don't mind dear. Not alot of time before the movie, and I want to be good and Pissed." Mark sees Thomas walk in and sit down at the bar. Mark nods to him, and ask he and Lizzie if they are there for the Zombie marathon. Mark always gets friendlier when he's had a drink or two.

Posted: **Tue Jul 24, 2007 7:21 am**

"Ah, I'd like this, please. A, uh, peach martini? I hope, anyhow." Turning at the sound of a deeply throaty male voice, Liz shrugs nonchalantly. "Of course, it's the only reason to go to a theater, isn't it?" Her mouth quirks into a smile, "Re-animated corpses, walking around and eating human flesh, yummy." The comment is obviously sarcastic, as she lays her wallet in her lap, along with the lavender purse and continues brightly. "What about you?"

Posted: **Tue Jul 24, 2007 7:32 am**

Thomas replies to mark of course i would'nt miss a opportunity like this.
Thomas orders 2 dogs and a coke and takes notice of liz at the bar talking about zombies
movies to mark. Thomas pulls out his laptop and set his y-fi up to recieve then packs it away making sure to leave it on . Thomas eats hurriedly then goes to the bathroom to adjust the 45 under his suit jacet and to prepare his mini cam to record the zombie marathon and broadcast it to his laptop. Stoping at the mirror he thinks back to the girl in the polko dot top .... Thomas walks back out to the bar and sit next to the girl in the polko dot shirt. He asks her the time.....

Posted: **Tue Jul 24, 2007 7:37 am**

Shilo pauses at the gate, commanding her guide dog, Sadie, to sit as she speaks to the awkward boy ripping ticket stubs.

"Which way is the movie marathon please?"

The teenager obviously is new on the job, and hasn't seen her here before. He gawks at her dog, Sadie, a golden lab, and Shilo can sense him reach down to pet her.

"Don't touch my dog!" she snaps. "Please, the theatre, which one?"

She looks straight ahead as the tall gangly teenager gives her directions, then smiles and nods her gratitude, making her way in to find a seat.

Posted: **Tue Jul 24, 2007 7:48 am**

Liz pulls her hand to where she can read the fashionable silver watch that rests there. "Why, it's four thirty." Her smile is kind as she glances at the man beside her. "The marathon starts in, uh, fifteen minutes." Nodding as though to say 'Yes, yes, that's right, I'm right,' she swivels her head to peer at the other man in the hoodie. So many men are out today. . .

Posted: **Tue Jul 24, 2007 7:54 am**

Thomas amused by the young ladies response as to the time offers to buy the next round of drinks before the movie and toast to good times .

Posted: **Tue Jul 24, 2007 8:01 am**

After downing another Guinness(his 4th) Mark stands up and stretches. He turns and amkes his way to the restroom so he won't have to miss any of the first movie. He zips up, walks to the sink, and washes his hands. Checking his watch he sees it's just about tome to get his seat.

Posted: **Tue Jul 24, 2007 8:11 am**

Thomas gets up from the bar after his quick drink at the bar with the lady in polko dot top. He thanks her and strolls off down the cinemaplex toward the zoombie marathon thinking i need to get a good seat

Posted: **Tue Jul 24, 2007 8:13 am**

"Better go get your seats," says the bartender sleepily. "What with this rush we have on you might not get a good place." She smiles as she surveys the near-empty theatre.

Posted: **Tue Jul 24, 2007 8:17 am**

Realizing that her question had gone unanswered, Liz narrows her eyes sufficiently. A writer never enjoys being ignored. It's possibly the worst insult, just like with actors. The two go hand in hand. Being irked, she automatically accepts Thomas' offer to buy the next round. Lightening up, she downs her martini, standing up and wandering to cinema seven.

Selecting a seat that is comfortably in the back, where she can see the screen without craning her head. Liz smiles to herself and props her feet on the back of the seat in front of her, lounging and waiting for the marathon to begin.

Posted: **Tue Jul 24, 2007 8:22 am**

Thomas goes into the theatre and seat towards the back and readys his camera when he see the the lady in the polko dot top. Thomas nods poliely thinking she dosent see the camera it on the other side dont worry about it he tells him self dont worry about it

Posted: **Tue Jul 24, 2007 8:36 am**

Her head falls delicately onto her shoulder, staring at the screen as commercials flip across it with music in the background. Sometimes it's bouncy, sometimes it's slow. In any case, they repeat themselves in some form of a chain. And soon, Liz finds herself humming the tunes quietly.

Posted: **Tue Jul 24, 2007 8:55 am**

Shilo waits at the door of the theatre, for the usher to help her find her seat.

"Something by the aisle, please" she tells him, waiting patiently for overly eager movie attendees to brush past her. The air is filled with the smell of buttered popcorn, and the crowd hums over the slurping sounds of drink cups. A group of teenagers bellow in laughter, and a man blows his nose shortly after.

Shilo grimaces. Was this a sign of things to come? She hates to not hear the movie when teenagers talk in the middle of the film for whatever frivolous need. The nose blower would also be getting annoying fast.

She follows Sadie's direction as the usher helps her to her seat, and she grimaces as she sits down, realizing there is an overly fat man to be sitting next to her, who's girth spills over his seat. She sits, annoyed, shoving with her elbow at his fat arm, and commands Sadie to sit next to her.

Posted: **Tue Jul 24, 2007 8:58 am**

Mark sits down with the bottle of Beck's he managed to swipe when the bartender was'nt looking. Cracking the top off with his lighter he leans back and watches the images of dancing soda cups, and popcorn fireworks. "I had better close my eyes to avoid the subliminal messages, or I may have to get some of that popcorn." Mark shifts back in his seat, and tries to get comfortable. "I hope that girl didn't think I was trying to blow her off, but when you gotta go you gotta go". Mark peeks back at the crowd and thinks he sees a glare off of something in Thomas's Lap close behind him. "That Bugger is taping the show."... Mark laughs to himself not only because of the guy taping the films, but because he's not even British, and he's picked up some of the more colorful terms already.

Posted: **Tue Jul 24, 2007 9:04 am**

Sighing impatiently, Liz's arms cross over her low-cut top. She glares at the screen, glancing wistfully at the purse in her lap, which also holds her mp3. Her favorite asset, almost. Smiling at the sudden thought, she glances over at Thomas, coming to the realization with a sharp jolt that he's taping the show. "The things people do, especially ones I just shared drinks with," She grimaces in mild disgust.

Posted: **Tue Jul 24, 2007 7:38 pm**

Mark sits quietly sipping his beer, and laughs at the scene when Shaun, and his buddy are making the zombie sing. " De de de De de de De de de... Awwwaaaghhhhh" Mark loves Zombie movies almost as much as he loves Kung Fu flicks.

Posted: **Tue Jul 24, 2007 9:11 pm**

Shilo sits in her seat, crossing her legs at the knees, and tries to forget the fat man's massive arm spilling over her armrest. The trailers are rolling, and she loses herself in the spectacular sound of the theatre. In between loud eruptions of sound is the thick black of the screen as it switches advertisements, and the moments of silence dispell the rustle of popcorn bags.

Sadie lays at her feet, and whines softly during a quiet moment. The man next to her scoffs rudely at her then, and Shilo sets her jaw and stares ahead, unwilling to allow him the satisfaction of knowing he's bothering her. "Ssshh, Sadie" she whispers quietly, and bends to feel her. Perhaps someone stepped on her tail, as she's had to lay in the aisle again.

Shilo pulls her drink out of it's cupholder and rests back in her chair. This should be good...a triple feature no less! Delilah will wonder where I've been all day. Good. That bitch has been getting on my nerves anyway. Serves her right.

Posted: **Tue Jul 24, 2007 10:06 pm**

Thomas aware of Mark gaze of his camera. Decideing to put away his camera Thomas stands up to find a better seat and realizes that there is a blind woman setting next to a large fat man. Thomas moves to the chair a seat down for the blind woman and her dog. thomas sets back with his gear stowed away and drifts away into the movie on the screen. Thinking it would been great to get this triple feature to bad that guy mark was that his name keep looking at my camera oh well

Posted: **Tue Jul 24, 2007 11:14 pm**

The lights dim with an air of finality. An ambulance siren can be heard - the sound trailing in through the corridor that looped behind the theatre toward the front. Then another. Then the doors are closed and sound abruptly cut off. The floor trembles. The movie begins.

Posted: **Tue Jul 24, 2007 11:44 pm**

Sadie whines again as the floor trembles, and Shilo furrows her brow in frustration.

"Can you control your dog please?" asks the fat man beside her. Shilo turns to him and stares, saying nothing for an uncomfortable minute.

"What?" she asks in a voice dripping with bottled tension, feigning oblivion. Damn asshole. He turns away from her, shrugging off his original complaint, and reverts his attention to the movie and his extra large popcorn and slurpy. Figures.

A man walks in front of her then, sidestepping Sadie, and takes the seat in front of her, and Shilo uncrosses and crosses her legs again. Her foot sticks out into the aisle, and she hears Sadie's tail thump as the man walks past.

She leans forward in her seat. "I wouldn't sit there.." she says in a gravelly, menacing voice.

Posted: **Wed Jul 25, 2007 12:13 am**

Mark frowns at the thought of going to the restrooom again, and missing one of his favorite movies. "I shouldn't have had that last beer." Mark thinks to himself. He stands up and ducks down the aisle quickly toward the restroom.

Posted: **Wed Jul 25, 2007 12:15 am**

The lights in the men's toilets flicker, casting obscene shadows across the cubicles behind him as he goes to stand at the vacant urinal. He can hear someone vomiting in one of those cubicles. Harsh, retching sounds that raise the hairs on the back of his neck. As he goes to wash his hands - or leave without washing - he catches a glimpse of movement in one of the mirrors.

Posted: **Wed Jul 25, 2007 12:17 am**

Mark turns his head, but does'nt see anything. He turns back and starts the water. "how you doin in there buddy?" Mark says.

Posted: **Wed Jul 25, 2007 12:23 am**

He hears a string of slurred obscenities and then hears someone adjust their position, their body scraping across the ground in the bottom of the cubicle.

Posted: **Wed Jul 25, 2007 12:27 am**

Mark Shrugs and walks across the room to the hand dryer. Tilting his head as he passes the stall out of grim curiousity. The floor of the stall is covered in vomit. It's an odd color too, and is that blood?
"Mr you want me to get someone to give you a hand in there?" Mark says hoping the answer will be no, and he can get back to his movie.

Posted: **Wed Jul 25, 2007 12:28 am**

After being the blind womans object of anger managment Thomas decides he needs a snack and heads out of the theatre down the dark halway to the snack bar.

Posted: **Wed Jul 25, 2007 12:31 am**

TOILET:
"That is not dead which can eternal lie," murmurs the voice, rising to a crescendo of laughter. "And in the darkness that will blot out the sky. She is calling to one and all. Join her, join her, in the fall." Then the vomiting continues.

SNACK BAR:
The snack bar staff give Thomas that dedicated smile as he comes up. He can hear the sound of a fire truck rushing past, sirens blaring, followed by the sound of police. Thankfully, they pass by. The bartender had come over to help man the snack bar, making a grand total of two staff members to serve him.

"Hey, you..." says the bartender gleefully.

Posted: **Wed Jul 25, 2007 12:36 am**

Well thomas says to the barkeep i was just gonna get some snacks but i think a nice rum and coke will do for the moment. Thomas sets down in the bar deciding to have maybe anthor drink before returning to the movie. Sure is a lot of sirens iIheard a moment ago wonder what happend thomas asks the barkeep

Posted: **Wed Jul 25, 2007 12:39 am**

http://www.sounddogs.com/previews/26/mp ... OGS_Mo.mp3

Mark thinks to himself "Is this some Junkie O.D.'ing in the stall?"
"Hang in there buddy I'll go tell the Bartender to send someone in to help you."
Mark turns around and walks briskly towards the door. Peeking in the stall again as he passes...

Posted: **Wed Jul 25, 2007 12:42 am**

An obese man lies curled up around the toilet bowl, his mouth still leaking the vomit and blood that has created a halo around his head. The vomit has a foamy quality to it and his hand clutches a small bottle of pills. Written in texta on the cubicle wall are the words: ONLY A FEW MINUTES LEFT TO DIE A NORMAL DEATH. For a moment, the man looks dead, but then he heaves again. Nothing comes out this time.

Posted: **Wed Jul 25, 2007 12:45 am**

http://www.sounddogs.com/previews/26/mp ... OGS_Mo.mp3

Mark stops and squints to read the label on the man's pill bottle. Keeping his distnace from the stall.

Posted: **Wed Jul 25, 2007 12:51 am**

Thomas askes the barkeep for anthor drink. Thomas can't help but wonder what all the sirens were about a few minutes ago. Decideing to kill a bit more of time before returning to the moive thomas walks over to the lobby drink in hand and looks outside

Posted: **Wed Jul 25, 2007 12:52 am**

The road seems extremely congested. Other than that, he can't tell.

Posted: **Wed Jul 25, 2007 12:55 am**

decideing that the sirens must have been a car accident thomas turns around and heads down the dark halway torwards the movie

Posted: **Wed Jul 25, 2007 3:21 am**

Mark can't make out the writing, and continues on to get help. He walks over to the bartender, and says "There's a guy in there that needs some help. He's pretty sick, and you'll probably want to bring him a towel."

Posted: **Wed Jul 25, 2007 6:32 am**

Shilo grumbles under her breath at the fat man sitting next to her. He was overly large, and sweaty to boot, and his meaty forearm was touching hers in a way that made her cringe with disdain. If only these damn seats were bigger!

"I know Shauna, I know. He's an ass, but settle down!" Shilo talks to herself under her breath.

As the movie starts, she feels a sense of relief and tries to settle comfortably into her seat, but Sadie begins to whine repeatedly. The fat man looks at her again and grumbles under his breath, and she grits her teeth. Not that she needs to appease him, but perhaps Sadie needed to go out. She stands, cursing, and gathers her things.

"Sadie, forward" she says, annoyed, and the two make their way out of the theatre, down the hallway, and into the main foyer.

Along the way, Shilo begins to talk to herself in a hushed tone. "Shauna, you can't just march in there and yell at him! Because you can't! Because you'll look rude....yes but...."

Posted: **Wed Jul 25, 2007 10:13 am**

The slender, blonde bartender lazily cocks an eyebrow and regards him with pale blue eyes. "Yeah, yeah, sure. Want to do me a favor and take this one?" She reaches under the counter and passes him a towel. "Just put it over the mess. Poor cleaners. Glad it's not my job. I don't want to have to pay my way through high school cleaning up whatever's in there." Her eyes flicker. "I mean, through college." She does look rather young to be working at a bar.

Shilo is interrupted by one of the candy bar ladies coming over. It's Janet, having retired from the ticket booth with nothing to do. "Come now dear, the toilets aren't that way. They're this way."

Posted: **Wed Jul 25, 2007 10:50 am**

Shaking her head yet once again, Liz mutters, "Sure are a lot of discontented people here." After another moment, she decides to find out what's going on, for journalistic purposes, of course. Standing and pushing through other watchers, she exits the cinema and wanders blindly to the lobby. Instantly, she points out familiar faces. "Hmm, very strange. Only the ones I recognize." With a shrug, the brunette makes her way to the bar and orders another peach martini.

Posted: **Wed Jul 25, 2007 10:57 am**

The slender young bartender turns her attention from the man she's passing the towel to, plopping the towel on the counter if it isn't taken, and goes to fetch the drink. "Is the movie really that dull?" she asks curiously.

Posted: **Wed Jul 25, 2007 11:02 am**

"Just the first one. I have a very dry humor," She replies off-handedly. "Plus, everyone getting up made me thirsty, or something." Liz shrugs, enjoying her martini when it's handed to her.

Posted: **Wed Jul 25, 2007 10:31 pm**

"So.. Let me get this straight... You want me to go clean up the guys puke in your movie theater?" Mark asks in as nice a way as he can. "I really don't think that's part of the admission price on my ticket." Mark hands the towel back to the bartender. "Maybe the kid workin the snackbar can handle it... I've got the rest of a zombie movie marathon to catch." Mark tips his imagineary hat to the bartender and starts to walk back to his seat.

Posted: **Wed Jul 25, 2007 11:08 pm**

Shilo grumbles under her breath at Janet, but knows the assuming woman well enough to know it is better not to fight her. After all, Janet witnessing Sadie outside would blow her cover entirely. She wasn't really blind after all. And Sadie was no seeing eye dog. She was merely well trained.

Shilo allows the woman to redirect her. "Uh....er....I must have been.....misdirected......" she stammers her excuse. Damn idiot woman! She follows the woman's lead to the washroom, thanking her, and opens the door.

Posted: **Thu Jul 26, 2007 2:38 am**

The female washroom smells sharply of disinfectant. Other than that, it is entirely normal.

Posted: **Thu Jul 26, 2007 4:51 am**

Shilo enters, waiting impatiently for Janet to leave, and takes a moment to cup her hands under the sink. She offers it to Sadie to drink, then dries her hands and faces the mirror. She sighs and stares for a moment. I can't believe I'm missing the show to stand in the damn bathroom! Stupid dog! Hopefully that will do her for now.... Shilo looks at Sadie then, "Be a good girl, Sadie. Be quiet!" She's not concerned with looking strange, standing in the bathroom, talking to a dog. Matter of fact, this was probably the most normal moment she'd had in a long time.

A moment later, she emerges, checking out of the corner of her eye for Janet. She notices a woman and man standing at the bar when she peeks out of the corner of her eye. Lushes....haven't they got better things to do than stand there and get drunk? After all, they just paid for a movie....surely they'd want to see the show?! She makes her way back to the theatre again, pulling open the doors that have now been closed. The movie has begun already, so it's quite dark. She finds the usher again, to ask for assistance. "Will you help me find an aisle seat?" she asks. "Preferably one without a fat man sitting next to me," she adds sarcastically.

Posted: **Thu Jul 26, 2007 4:57 am**

To add further insult to injury, Shilo notices that the theatre is barely a third full. The usher this time brings her to a middle row aisle seat.

Posted: **Thu Jul 26, 2007 5:28 am**

Yawning as he enters the movie again Thomas notices the blind lady and her dog have move down to differnt sit. The large fat man is now srawled out in his seat overflowing into what was her seat with a shitty little grin on his face Feel a little anoyed with that fat mans grin Thomas walks down the isle he is setting in forceing him to move his fat ass so he can pass
As he's nearly past the fat man Thomas laptop case swings around spilling the fat mans drink all over his left arm and the now empty chair. Smriking Thomas politely says sorry and turns to walk off...towrds the exit hoping to find a seat the so he can finaly relax

Posted: **Thu Jul 26, 2007 6:09 am**

Shilo walks down the aisle with the usher, moving slowly with Sadie next to her, and sits where the usher shows her. She thanks him, commanding Sadie to lay down, and puts her cup in the drink holder in front of her. Just as she does, she hears a commotion in front of her. Thankfully, the usher has led her to a seat well behind the fat man, and someone has just beaned him in the head with their laptop, spilling his drink on him. Laughing, she watches the fat man curse and riggle under the cold drink and ice cubes, and she has a hard time stifling her grin. Serves the bugger right! She tries hard to look like she hasn't seen, after all, she's blind today. But still, the situation was terribly amusing.

Shaun, the star, is sitting at a table with his four friends, and Shilo loses herself in the film before long. "Can I get....any of you cunts.....a drink?" says Ed, the large, abrasive friend of Shaun, and Shilo forgets all about her troubles as she laughs at the movie.

Posted: **Thu Jul 26, 2007 6:44 am**

Mark decides that Shaun of the Dead is a lost cause now. and makes his way back to the bar. He sits down bedies Lizzie, and flashes her his most sincere grin. "Guess there is no point in trying to finisht that first movie eh?" Mark says as he grabs a menu off of the bar.

Posted: **Thu Jul 26, 2007 3:34 pm**

The blonde teenager serving scowls in response, rolling her eyes skyward. More wailing sirens pass by.

Posted: **Thu Jul 26, 2007 5:05 pm**

Mark always alert to sirens gets up, and walks over to the woindow and looks out to the street.

Posted: **Thu Jul 26, 2007 6:04 pm**

Thomas settles into his new set near the rear of theatre. Thomas settles in and begains to wacth the movie. as he is setting there thomas swear he heres sirens again but shrugs it off thinking the street was way to congestied for even a police car to get by..

Posted: **Thu Jul 26, 2007 7:09 pm**

The movie is in full swing now, and Shilo has been laughing at how clueless Shaun is. He pays for his things at the convenience store, then leaves and crosses the street in the middle, cutting across the lanes of traffic without care. He drinks his slurpy, and the camera shows the street behind, with zombies trailing behind him. Shaun is ever oblivious to the people stalking him, mind only on his slurpy and his girfriend. Shilo laughs out loud, lost in the hilarity.

Shilo crosses her legs and gets comfortable, looking forward to some time to relax. Delilah's not here to psychoanalyze me, so I can forget about everything for now. She grins at the movie, clearly amused.

Posted: **Fri Jul 27, 2007 2:42 am**

Elizabeth nods, never being one for holding martinis. She begins to feel lightheaded, the famed result of drinking on an empty stomach. Hearing sirens and seeing her new companion get up and walk to the window, she follows. The drink is still in hand, cupped gracefully in her fingers. As they entwine around the stem, just under the cone-like top, she wonders aloud, "I wonder what's going on that has them so busy?" Another sip of the peach, half-closing her eyes in a sort of daze.

Posted: **Fri Jul 27, 2007 3:38 am**

http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/3/30/ ... 0Death.mp3

The road is filled with so many cars they spill out over the sidewalks. A crowd of people surge past the mostly halted vehicles, clambering over boots and bonnets. A large SUV attempts to leave the hospital car park the only way it can - by ramming one of the cars on the road and taking its space. Unfortunately, from there on there is nowhere to move. A few people rush out from nearby shops and start grabbing things from their cars. A mother with a stroller tries to calm her baby, not twenty feet from the cinema.

Posted: **Fri Jul 27, 2007 3:52 am**

"What do you suppose is going on out there?" asks Mark . "Those people are seriously freaking out." He mumbles to himself
Shaken up by the confusion outdoors Mark walks to the Cinema Doors and looks up towards the sky.

Posted: **Fri Jul 27, 2007 3:59 am**

"I have no idea." She answers, nursing the beverage slowly. Following his gaze to the stroller, she peers through the window. "Hm."

Posted: **Fri Jul 27, 2007 4:00 am**

The world outside grows dimmer as though a heavy cloud cover were crossing over the sun. However, the sky above is blue and littered with a few white, fluffy clouds. Then again, the sun is not quite in view due to the large Furniture Warehouse to the left of the cinema.

Posted: **Fri Jul 27, 2007 4:06 am**

"Is that an eclipse, or something?" Mark says as he stares Intently at the commotion "What the fuck is going on out there?" he mumbles again.

Posted: **Fri Jul 27, 2007 4:11 am**

"An eclipse isn't due for quite some time. . ." Liz answers speculatively. Shaking her head in utter confusion, the brunette with her flirty polka dot top trails him. She almost glances to the sky, but more movement on the streets attract her eyes. "They're so reckless, glad they're not busting up my poor car, the uncaring bastards."

Posted: **Fri Jul 27, 2007 4:24 am**

"Let's see if there is anything on the news." Mark says and pulls Lizzie gently away from the front of the theatre. Mark walks to the bar, and asks the Bartender turn the T.V. off of ESPN to a local channel.

Posted: **Fri Jul 27, 2007 4:31 am**

Thomas phone rings.. The fat man cast him a nasty look Thomas decideing not to disturb anyone walks out of the theatre. Checking the caller I D thomas who calling when the battery dies. Hoping the call was one of his emploiers thomas heads for the bar to use the pay phone to check his voice mail

Posted: **Fri Jul 27, 2007 4:35 am**

The bartender does so. Immediately a sharp explosion of static fills the screen. Beneath the static, a bleeding news reporter stands in a darkened room, advancing on the camera. He pleads for help as blood trickles down his scalp. Things move in the back of the room, small mishappen shapes that can barely be seen. The anchorman reaches the camera and grips its sides, mouthing something that cannot be discerned. Then the channel goes to the picture it uses when there is no longer a working signal.

The bartender gasps. "What the hell was that? A new horror movie? That's the best bit of viral advertising I've ever seen."

Thomas finds no payphone in the lobby although he does see the images on the television set. If he wants to check his voicemail, he'll need to use something else.

Posted: **Fri Jul 27, 2007 4:36 am**

"Try another channel" Mark says.

Posted: **Fri Jul 27, 2007 4:40 am**

unable to locate a phone Thomas walks back to the bar and whips out his laptop to make a internet phone call to his voicemail. At the sametime he ask the people at the bar whats going on

Posted: **Fri Jul 27, 2007 4:41 am**

Things have begun to get strange in the movie, and eery music starts to play in the background. The news is broadcasting on every channel, as Shaun flips through the channels at work. On the bus home, he sits next to a very pale woman who appears to be sleeping, but Shilo can tell she is not. Comatose, more likely, and morphing into a zombie. Shaun passes an accident when he gets off the bus, and you see a man sitting in his car, head forward on the steering wheel, passed out or perhaps worse. Shaun is beginning to suspect something's up.

Shilo loves this movie. She slurps her drink and grins, thinking of her favorite parts and looking forward to them. She is oblivious to the world around her, and more than happy to be that way. I deserve a break. Damn hospital's been driving me loopy.

Posted: **Fri Jul 27, 2007 4:54 am**

His laptop fails to connect to the Internet.

The bartender obediently switches to a different channel.

Two anchormen sit side by side. One has his head on the table. "...chemical attack in the heart of London. Clouds of the black radiation are sweeping across the suburbs of London. Stay in your homes. I repeat, stay in your homes. Do not attempt to leave London. The roads are congested and road blocks are miles long."

The one with his head one the table murmurs: "I'a I'a Cthulhu."

Posted: **Fri Jul 27, 2007 4:55 am**

"Oh shit we are right by there!" Mark shouts. "A cloud they said... We have to do something... Get in somewhere. Those front doors won't keep anything out."

Posted: **Fri Jul 27, 2007 5:09 am**

Quick turn off the heating and airy YELLS THOMAS.. Thomas without regaurd for the barkeep he hops over the counter aand grabs a towel wetting it at the sink and wraps it around his mouth and nose. hey barkeep does this place have a walk in cooler in the kitchen or anything back there we could use..

Posted: **Fri Jul 27, 2007 5:13 am**

"We are going to need to get in a room with no vents or one we can seal off. So right now I need some Plastic wrap, and some tape. Where is the manager?" Mark says in a commanding voice. He looks behind the bar for another towel for himself then for Lizzie then the bartender unless she grabs one first for herself.

Posted: **Fri Jul 27, 2007 5:15 am**

Absolutly get the manager now and get that ac off as soon as possibble HURRY UP

Posted: **Fri Jul 27, 2007 5:17 am**

The bartender looks confused. "Gladwrap?" she asks, pointing to one of the cupboards. "Tape, I don't know. The store room, perhaps? We don't have a walk-in freezer."

Posted: **Fri Jul 27, 2007 5:20 am**

Thomas grabs the plastic wrap and quickly searches the bar area for anything else use beore heading to the storeoom.

Posted: **Fri Jul 27, 2007 5:21 am**

"Give me the key to the storage." says Mark. He takes Lizzie by the hand, and holds out his left arm towards the bartender making a twirling let's go gesture with his index finger.

Posted: **Fri Jul 27, 2007 5:23 am**

"I don't have it," says the bartender, still perplexed. "Janet has it."

Posted: **Fri Jul 27, 2007 5:26 am**

fine fine will kick it or something i got the plastic wrap but no tape yet let me look again real quick thomas sreaches the br area again looking for anything that will help

Posted: **Fri Jul 27, 2007 5:27 am**

"Where the hell is Janet? It doesn't matter... there's no time. Just grab anything useful, and point me towards the closet." Mark says hurriedly, and starts walking further into the Cinemaplex.

Posted: **Fri Jul 27, 2007 5:57 am**

Lizzie had been staring at the television in pure bewilderment. Shaking her head and still dumbfounded when Mark takes her hand, the poor girl is drug along for the run. Finally when her brain starts working again and her legs remember their use, she's walking comfortably alongside him. Her strides continue to lengthen.

Extending slender legs covered in a black leather boot, her heels continue to make that click clack sound on the carpet, though muffled. She gives a little cry as she presses the towel to her nose and mouth, instinctively inhaling and breathing in water particles instead. A small sneeze sees to the end of the sharp sting and her eyes, enchantingly blue, adopted a haunted, hunted look. "What's going on?"

Posted: **Fri Jul 27, 2007 6:24 am**

Making his way down the Hallway to the Supply Closet Mark opens up his wallet, and attempts to Jimmy the closet door with his I.D.

Posted: **Fri Jul 27, 2007 6:32 am**

She stands nearby, right behind him and against the wall. Her fingers drum nervously, one cupping the towel to her mouth, and the other against her martini glass. Removing the wet cloth, peeling it from her face, Liz downs the rest of the liquid, flinching at the cold. Now that the container is empty, she sets it down on the carpet, the bowl up.

Her now-free hand reaches up to her forehead and sweeps the ringlets back behind her ears. Sighing and at a loss of what to do, Elizabeth fidgets with her purse. Maybe the music. . . No, not yet, better wait till we stop. I need to be able to listen. Her thoughts are privately in consideration of her predicament, but unfortunately she doesn't have much hold on her expressions. If Mark were looking in her eyes, at the furrow in her brow, the tight set of her lips, he'd be able to discern exactly what she is thinking.

Posted: **Fri Jul 27, 2007 7:13 am**

Back in the theatre, Ed and Shaun have had about all they can drink at the pub, the Winchester. The evening continues to get stranger as they sit, drunkenly laughing, and notice a gun above the bar. They laugh at it then, with suspenseful music undertoning the laughter, when the camera moves to reveal the doorway, with figure outside, approaching. The figure gets to the door and begins to thump on the glass, once, twice, three times.

Shilo sits in her seat, laughing at the movie. Why does a good horror make me laugh? Well, truly, Shaun of the Dead was not technically a horror, but creepy in moments, nevertheless.

Posted: **Fri Jul 27, 2007 8:37 pm**

The lights flicker inside the lobby and it becomes somewhat colder. Even those in the cinema can tell the sudden drop in temperature, although it is likely assumed to be the air conditioner. The dozen or so patrons continue to watch the movie, secure in the knowledge that London was safe, and that everything outside would remain as it was when they left.

Meanwhile, the supply closet door opens easily. It had never been locked. It also was a store room and not a supply closet like it was stated on the door. Inside is a series of piled-up chairs, of old tickets, of boxes of junk kept at the ready in case anyone ever needed them, but left in this room because of reasonable certainty that no one ever would.

OOC: I'll leave it to you what you find. Just be logical about it or I'll confiscate your findings.

Posted: **Fri Jul 27, 2007 9:12 pm**

Mark digs through the box of junk. He finds a boxcutter, some Duct tape, and a Carpenter's Hammer. He grabs the tape and the box cutter, and sticks the hammer in his backpack. Just as he is finishing up the others from the bar show up with the plastic wrap.
"Everyone get inside here were going to seal this room." Mark says and motions everyone into the Supply room with that twirling finger gesture he does.

Posted: **Fri Jul 27, 2007 9:49 pm**

Janet and the candy bar workers aren't here. Only the bartender ventured over. There are three cinemas and each one contains a small audience, although considering the marathon they were watching only had a few dozen people, there wouldn't be very many people to gather. Still, there would be far too many people to fit in this medium-sized eight foot by eight foot room.

Posted: **Fri Jul 27, 2007 10:02 pm**

Mark quickly runs into the first theatre, and Yells as loud as he can "There has been a chemical attack you've got to get some shelter!" Before anyone even has time to question him he is running towards the second theatre that is showing the marathon. He bursts in and repeats his message, but this time he sees a woman in sunglasses with a dog. "You with the dog. Come with me now if you want to live!"

Posted: **Fri Jul 27, 2007 10:33 pm**

Mark is stopped roughly by Janet who was watching Shaun of the Dead. She grabs him by his lapels and snarls in his face: "Enough of this nonsense! If there were a chemical attack we would have heard about it already. Get out! Get out! Everyone, remain seated. This man is a fool."

Posted: **Fri Jul 27, 2007 10:41 pm**

Shilo looks from Mark to Janet, confused. What? What was going on???

She points at herself, with a confused look on her face, as though she's uncertain whether Mark is adressing her. Perhaps there's someone else here that has a dog as well. She sits, looking very uncertain and nervous.

Posted: **Fri Jul 27, 2007 11:43 pm**

Mark pushes Janet off of him, and looks to the blind lady again, and say "There's no time!" He grabs the blind woman by the hand and yanks her from her chair. Her dog is clearly agitated by this.

Posted: **Fri Jul 27, 2007 11:51 pm**

"Enough of this," snarls Janet, the lights flickering above casting deep, frightening shadows beneath her eyes. Something seems to crawl there. Maggots within the shadows that weren't seen, rather felt, and then they were gone. "I am tired of this. If you don't leave now, I'll have you escorted out."

A few of the other staff members came to her aid, looking perplexed and a little frightened. The audience in the theatre twist in their seats to see the display. Members of the first warned audience haven't left their theatre.

Posted: **Fri Jul 27, 2007 11:58 pm**

Mark blinks and stares at Janet momentarily stunned by what he thought he just saw. "Oh god it's nerve gas!" he thinks to himself.
"I... Hey it was all over the news at the bar. I'm getting the fuck out of here. You don't have to tell me twice" Mark says as he points his attention back to the blind girl. "You coming?" he says urgently as he tugs at the dogs leash with his finger to get her attention.

Posted: **Sat Jul 28, 2007 12:00 am**

"Leave her alone," says Janet firmly. "Why are you singling her out? Are you some kind of pervert?"

Posted: **Sat Jul 28, 2007 12:05 am**

Mark Yells in Janet's face spitting at her as he does "Because she's not gonna have a prayer when whatever is out there comes seeping into this theatre, and kills all of you!" He looks at the blind lady, and says "Last chance lady I'm through being a Boyscout here!"

Posted: **Sat Jul 28, 2007 12:16 am**

Glancing at the blond woman, Liz sighs. "No way we could bring some drinks in here, is there?" Shaking her head in an effort to convey the idea of 'No, nevermind, forget I mentioned it.' the brunette continues to grow impatient. Finally, when she believes that her savior has been gone long enough, she pulls the door inward a sliver. Blue eyes darting this way and that, she scans the hallway. "Damnit, where are you?"

Posted: **Sat Jul 28, 2007 12:19 am**

Shilo has been watching the banter like an observer of a ping pong match. She uncertainly gathers her purse and drink cup, and starts walking slowly, looking at Janet strangely like she has suddenly sprouted five heads. She follows Mark out, keeping her blind act in tact by putting one hand on his shoulder until she finds Sadie's leash.

"Please drop my dog's lead," she says, "She's my only eyes, after all..."

The movie is still underway, and Shilo feels a twinge of regret that she'll miss Ed and Shaun sitting out on the lawn, box of old records in front of them, searching through them to choose the ones they'll sling at the zombie's heads. I love that scene! But this man seemed like he truly thought there was danger. Or is he just a nutjob? Who could tell? All Shilo knows is, there's something very strange going on, and Janet's got to be somehow involved.

Posted: **Sat Jul 28, 2007 12:27 am**

Mark let's go of the leash and turns to go up the isle, and back to the supply room.

Posted: **Sat Jul 28, 2007 12:30 am**

At this angle, coming out of the theatre and into the lobby, the two can see part of the glass front. There is a darkness outside thick enough to block out all of the lights in London. The lobby's well-lit interior is in shocking contrast to the darkness outside. At the very least, there are still shapes moving out there. Traffic, probably.

Posted: **Sat Jul 28, 2007 12:35 am**

The young woman daringly steps out into the hall to further her search. Her voice a low hiss as she inquires quietly. "Where the fuck are you?" Being a journalist, new in the field, Liz is not quite used to this sort of escalating excitement. But her spirits lift instantly at the idea of putting all this into words. "My notebook will be completely full. Won't this get a press' attention?" A small smile creeps across her face as she crouches in the shadows against a wall. Damn! Where is he?

Posted: **Sat Jul 28, 2007 12:38 am**

"And so, what's this about a chemical attack?" Shilo begins, feeling uncertain that this strange man she doesn't know has come into the theatre, hell bent on pulling her away from her movie. I must be crazy....what in the hell is going on? Shilo pinches herself, winces, and continues to follow Mark.

She sees the darkness through the glass, and assumes the jig will be up soon anyway. She pulls off her glasses to see better. Upon doing so, she realizes she's not actually seeing things.

"Holy mother of god, what in the hell is that??!!" She looks at Mark, startled, and with an expression of disbelief. Then she quickly realizes she's just shared her secret with him. Anxiously, she adds, "Yes....well......not really blind......just like the free ticket, you see......" Ashamed she follows him down the hall.

Posted: **Sat Jul 28, 2007 12:43 am**

Mark laughs at the young ladies trickiness. "Not entirely sure... Something on the news about a cloud downtown." They make it to the supply room, and Mark shuts the door behind himself and their new companions. He locks the door, and seals the edges with the duct tape. He then tapes a layer of plastic wrap over frame, and tapes it down. He then Covers the vent in an extra thick sheet of plastic, and seals it off with Tape. He takes time now to search the room more thorughly, and finds a 20ft Extension chord, a crochet mallet in the corner, and an old portable am/fm radio with no batteries.

Posted: **Sat Jul 28, 2007 12:50 am**

Shilo observes Mark taping up the door in complete disbelief. No getting away from him if he's a serial killer! Or a pervert for that matter...what possessed her to follow him anyways? Oh right, she was half dragged. She looks about the room at the others uncomfortably.

"Right. Well. Uh...I see we're all locked in this tiny room......heh heh...." She laughs nervously, and appears to not know where to start. What the hell!

"Uh...how...how long do you suppose......" Damn! How would they survive in this tiny cramped room all together? For god's sakes man!

Posted: **Sat Jul 28, 2007 12:53 am**

The door shuts with a sharp bang. Liz whirls around to look back where she's come, heart fluttering in her breast like a trapped dove. She stands and races down the hall, trying to open the door. As it won't budge, she panics. "Oh no, I'm locked out. What's gonna happen now?" Liz keeps pacing right there, eyes anxious and steps quick.

Posted: **Sat Jul 28, 2007 12:59 am**

"Holy shit where's that drunk girl?" shouts Mark when he notice's she is gone. He hears a pounding on the door. "That you?" he says lips pressed against the wood.

Posted: **Sat Jul 28, 2007 1:03 am**

In a few moments, Elizabeth stops, realizing that her futile attempt was being answered. Anxiously, she presses herself against the opposing side, voice raising in near-hysteria. "Yeah, it's me."

Posted: **Sat Jul 28, 2007 1:10 am**

Mark Rips the doo open tearing his seals to pieces, and pulls her in quickly slamming the door shut behind her. "Everyone help me reseal this door!"

Posted: **Sat Jul 28, 2007 1:12 am**

Without questioning, Liz helps him reseal it, not having yet glanced at the 'blind girl'. When it's done, she steps backward in anxious retreat.

Posted: **Sat Jul 28, 2007 1:16 am**

The bartender goes to sit on some boxes, leaving the seals to the four. She takes a tin out of her pocket and starts rolling a cigarette that doesn't smell quite like a cigarette. "My boss is going to fire my ass," she says, irritated, shaking her head and gazing up at the ceiling. "There's no chemical attack and if they were, d'you really think sticky taping a door would do anything?"

Posted: **Sat Jul 28, 2007 1:25 am**

"That's pretty much what I said when they told us to do this on the news a few years ago, but It's got to be better than nothing." Marks says as he motions for the Bartender to pass her joint.

Posted: **Sat Jul 28, 2007 1:30 am**

http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/3/30/ ... t%20Me.mp3

The bartender sighs and runs her hands through her hair. She then passes it over. "I still think you're mad." She rises and goes to the window to peer out into the darkness. "Still, this place should be safe..." She runs her fingers across the window sill, painted as it were, with the odd black lettering that encircled each of the windows here. She then presses her hand to the glass and peers over her shoulder at them. "It's so cold out there. So cold. There should be something we can do."

"Could this really be all of London? Could this really be ... it?"

Posted: **Sat Jul 28, 2007 1:34 am**

"I wouldn't mind either, if you don't....", Shilo says to Beckie, and holds her hand out to Mark, who is busy toking away on the joint. She waits expectantly for him to pass it.
She looks at the bartender speculatively, then says, "What in the hell is going on? A moment ago it was beautiful sunshine. It's pitch black out there now!"

She looks around the room nervously, then adresses Liz and Mark, standing side by side, "What was on the news anyways? What did they tell you?"

[O.C. Edit: You guys are too quick! My post made sense...until it was posted after two others. Oh well.]

Posted: **Sat Jul 28, 2007 1:37 am**

The bartender mournfully finishes rolling her joint, tapping out a little bit of tobacco from a halved cigarette kept in her tin, and tucks the joint behind her ear, leaning against the wall. "I'm Beckie, by the way."

Posted: **Sat Jul 28, 2007 2:05 am**

"Hi Beckie I'm Mark. Did you happen to bring anything with you from the bar or snack area?" He says smiling. He walks over to the window and wipes the thick frost that is forming away, and Looks deeply into the darkness looking for anything he can see.

Posted: **Sat Jul 28, 2007 2:07 am**

The light barely penetrates a few feet.

"Nothing," says Beckie, frowning.

Posted: **Sat Jul 28, 2007 2:12 am**

"If anyone has 4AA batteries we could get this radio working." Mark says. He moves to the door, and presses his ear against it. Listening for any sign of panic, or commotion.

Posted: **Sat Jul 28, 2007 3:51 am**

Posted: **Sat Jul 28, 2007 4:06 am**

Hey mark let me see that radio i can power that thing no problem i can plug in a usb cord to my laptop cut the other end off strip the wires and hook her up. My laptop can power that no problem but reception in this little box where in could prove tricky on that thing.. but maybe would could get a signal up by those lobby windows..

Posted: **Sat Jul 28, 2007 4:35 am**

Shilo raises an eyebrow at Thomas, fiddling around with his laptop. "Well aren't you a sharp one." She says it in a way that you wonder if she's being sarcastic, or simply stating an observation.

"So, I wonder if we can rig up a light source in here. Anyone see any candles? I assume Beckie has a light," she thumbs at Beckie, smirking that the bartender remembered her weed, but not any drinks. What a nutbar...
Sadie whines a bit and Shilo stoops to shush her, petting her head and around her collar. "It's alright sweetie, you're fine."

She straightens again, offers the joint out to Thomas, then looks around at the others, sighing deeply. "Well, as long as we're all here then, I'd best introduce myself. I'm Shilo. And this is Sadie", she motions to her dog. She leans her back against the wall and slides down to a sitting position on the floor. "And....well.....thanks, for the hand out that is..." she eyes Mark and nods in his general direction. You'd wonder why she appeared so uncomfortable about saying it, but Shilo has never been good at pleasantries.

Posted: **Sat Jul 28, 2007 4:50 am**

Thomas snickers. Yeah you could say i ve got the gift when it comes to electronics. Its what i do for a living among other things. My name is Thomas, guess i picked the wrong week to come to london.

Posted: **Sat Jul 28, 2007 5:02 am**

So shilo I assumed that was you seeing eye dog but you seem to have noticed that it has gotten darker in here was i wrong to asume you are blind?

Thomas rdy his laptop when he turns it on it casts erie shadows all around the room. He quickly grabs a spare usb cable out of his laptopcase and the the knife off his belt. He strips cuts one end off the usb cable and strip about a 6inchs of the sheath off and begains to seperte the four wires inside. He needs the red and green wires for the radio.

Does anyone have a lighter i can use to strip the steath off these little wires?

Posted: **Sat Jul 28, 2007 5:18 am**

Other than mobile phones, lights and match boxes, no one in the room has a torch. Beckie does manage to procure one, while breathing deeply of her joint, but the torch has a broken light globe and dead batteries.

Posted: **Sat Jul 28, 2007 6:02 am**

"I have a lighter in my backpack" Mark says as he unzips his pack and opens the smaller zippered bag inside it.
"I also have a flashlight in here, but it doesn't put off much of a glow with the red lens on it."

Posted: **Sat Jul 28, 2007 6:10 am**

Thomas takes the lighter from mark and finshes up the wire stripping. All finished he grabs the radio and begins to attach the usb wire to the radios positive and negitve battery leads.. The light come with a static hiss. Smiling Thomas turns the tuner dial hoping to tune in anything...

Posted: **Sat Jul 28, 2007 6:16 am**

"Don't blow my cover," Shilo says to Thomas in response. Her glasses are off now, and Sadie is leisurely stretched out on the floor, and thumps her tail when her name is spoken in the conversation, looking about the room with a wandering eye at the others. "Ya, it's all a show for the good service. I pose as a blind person when I'm not at the hospital. My psychologist doesn't know, so don't tell her." She begins to look out the window, peering out as though she's certain Delilah's out on the other side of the window, looking for her. "And don't tell anyone else here, for that matter." She looks warily at Beckie then. "Can you keep a secret?"

She watches Thomas fiddle with the laptop, admiring his handy work. At least someone's got a plan. Taping up the door, and rigging up a lap top? I'd be sunk. "Do this for a living, do you? So what business do you have in London? You didn't come up here to rig up a chemical bomb did you?" She says this with a laugh, but then her face returns to a serious expression far too quickly for you to truly believe she's joking. She stares at Thomas intensely.

Posted: **Sat Jul 28, 2007 6:24 am**

The radio crackles with static for a few good, long seconds as they search for a radio station. Finally, there is a loud burst of static but no matter how much they try to turn the radio down, or change stations, they can hear it. Rising out of the crackle comes a male voice. "Yes, of cour ... te ... to the children ... do what I can here ... now..."

Posted: **Sat Jul 28, 2007 6:45 am**

"So uh anybody got a watch? How long have we been in here now? I haven't heard anymore sirens or panic in the hall yet." Mark says, and sighs "I can't believe you guys didn't bring anything ot eat or drink. Hey have you guys ever heard of the Donner Party?" Mark smiles his best wicked grin, and does his best evil laugh while twisting his invisible moustache.

Posted: **Sat Jul 28, 2007 6:51 am**

Thomas clearly agitated with the radio he says I dont know what the fuck that was, but its all i could get. Thomas thinking as always goes and sets down by shilo. After a second he turns to her and says " your secert is safe with me. And as far as bombs go not really my style as for What brings me to london well thats easy money and a hopes for a good time while Iam here. So tell me does you dog know how to fetch???"

Posted: **Sat Jul 28, 2007 7:03 am**

"Nah, no watch here, but it has to have been 20 minutes now...." Shilo looks up and to the right as though speculating her answer to Mark's query.

She adjusts her position on the floor, wincing as she moves. I could be eating my popcorn right now....watching the zombies..... Thomas comes to sit down on the floor next to her, and she moves over a bit, allowing him room. She looks at him distantly. "So you're not a bomber huh? No surprise. I didn't really have you pegged as one. What's easy money for you then? And I think you can throw the 'good time' away..." she continues, gesturing to their cramped quarters.

She responds to Mark's comment then, "Donner party? Nah, I'm not much into dusters. Why? Did you see the movie?" She starts to rifle through her purse, trying to squint in the low light. Time for my medication. Where did I put it?

She rifles through it for a while, picking things up and peering at them in the low light, then replacing them. Finally she empties the entire contents of her purse on the floor, and starts pawing through the contents. Scissors, wallet, lipstick, mirror, face powder, cell phone, checkbook, where the hell is it???

She sighs, giving up. Must have forgotten them back at the hospital. Damn it! "So I'm surprised you guys didn't get to the flick after paying for it....aren't you a fan of Shaun of the Dead?" She looks up, grinning. "There's some funny scenes in that show..." She shakes her head all of a sudden, her neck flicking bizarrely, then returns to normal. "It was just getting good when all this started...."

Posted: **Sat Jul 28, 2007 7:25 am**

Thomas says to shilo "Easy money well thats complicted lets just say i do odd jobs that other people dont know how to do or dont want a any part of" Thomas stands and adresses the room.Well if its radiation I really think we would be dead by now and last time I checked radiation puts off heat Whatever this is it seems to drop the temputre jugding by the frost on the glass We've been in here only 25 minutes or so and I think we should maybe think about getting out of here and to do that we've got to know whats on the other side of that door. I've got my digital camcorder on me I was thing about tieing it to the that extension cord and sliding it into the hallway facing the looby windows and letting it set there for a bit. We would have to open the door thou we could close back again after the cam is out we got enough glad wrap to seal that door a few more times and after the cams been out there for I dont know maybe 20 min or so then we reel it back in and check it out. So what do u think..?

Posted: **Sat Jul 28, 2007 7:29 am**

"Well, that depends. What's with that radio? There's no children here....so where do you think that signal is coming from?"

Shilo is all for sitting a video cam outside the door, but not to look at feet. She has bigger fish to fry. There's something going on with that radio....where could that be coming from?

Posted: **Sat Jul 28, 2007 7:36 am**

"Radiation doesn't always give off heat... Did you go to public school?" Mark says laughing. "There never was any screaming or panic though... maybe it was all a big scare." Mark puts his ear to the door again straining to hear the slightest sign of life.

Posted: **Sat Jul 28, 2007 7:39 am**

"I have a watch. And I also have four double A batteries. My digital camera takes that many." She looks at Mark, quirking an eyebrow. "Donner party? Can't say I have." Sighing and shaking her head a moment, Liz reaches into her purse and draws out an mp3 and headphones. Setting one of them comfortably in her right ear, she looks around, flipping it on. As she waits for it to load, and then for her song list to begin, she hears Thomas.

"You're crazy. Whatever's out there could very well get in here if we open the door at all." Liz's voice is adamant, clearly she believes strongly about this. "Nice to meet you, Shilo, Mark, and Thomas. My name's Elizabeth Smith." She shakes her head again and then adds almost hastily. "Liz, more commonly. That or Lizzie. I hate my name."

Posted: **Sat Jul 28, 2007 7:43 am**

Thomas standing there nods his head in agreement with shilo. I think we might be able to pick up something else up on the radio but not in this room that radios old its gonna need to be out in the open to get any sort of good reception. Ok ok mark almost all raditation gives off heat but more importently glad wrap does'nt stop radition but it would keep out a airborn chemical or biological weapon.And liz how logn do u want to stay in here with no food or drink. We have to consider going outside this room or would u prefer to just go ahead and die in here.

Posted: **Sat Jul 28, 2007 7:46 am**

Shilo cocks her head and adresses Liz alone now. "Liz? Well, nice to meet you. Too bad under such circumstances, that is."

She looks over at Mark, with his ear to the door. "You wanna know what's going on out there? I'll go. I need a drink of water anyways. 'Sides, I think this is all a farce. You sure that was the news you were watching? Not a recording, or a spoof?" Shilo is doubtful by nature, that's just her way. She's never been easily convinced. She turns to Thomas. "You wanna go for a walk?"

Posted: **Sat Jul 28, 2007 7:49 am**

She inclines her head stiffly, addressing Thomas. "I can go for days without eating. I practice the skill often, which would explain my size." Getting over her offense in a couple minutes, she nods to Shilo silently, listening to her music. A bouncy song plays without lyrics, bringing a ghostly smile to her lips as she takes in the techno.

Posted: **Sat Jul 28, 2007 7:53 am**

Well Beckie I guess its up to you mark and liz dont want to open the door. Me and Shilo thinks its worth iIshot. I mean dont get me wrong i dont want to get anyone killed but seting here doing nothing will get us all killed and I for want dont want to die in this room trapped like rats in a cage.

Posted: **Sat Jul 28, 2007 7:59 am**

Shilo shrugs her indifference. "We can all survive days without food....it's water we need." She looks at Liz, who is ignoring her with her music at the moment. "You can seal up the door right after we leave. We should look for a weapon in here, though. Just in case...."

She regards Mark with renewed interest. "Didn't you find a croquet mallet?"

Posted: **Sat Jul 28, 2007 8:05 am**

"I don't want to get fired," says Becky, slouching away from the rear wall and walking over to open the door.

Posted: **Sat Jul 28, 2007 8:09 am**

"Well I haven't seen any glowing green clouds pushing through the vent yet. Except for the one from that hooter you rolled Beckie." Mark says laughing. "Ok go ahead and let's peak outside at least. Help me peel back this tape so we can put it back on in an exercise of total futility if there's a cloud outside that door." Mark finishes securing the tape, wraps his mostly dry towel back around his face. He twists the handle and the loud tumblers click as the latch is released. He opens the door just a crack, and peers out into the hallway.

Posted: **Sat Jul 28, 2007 8:11 am**

Shilo jumps to her feet, enjoying the stretch. "C'mon Sadie" she says, tugging on Sadie's leash. Sadie jumps to her feet as well, and shakes back and forth, releasing a spray of fine hair over the room.

Shilo giggles inwardly. I can't wait to get out of this tiny cramped room! Claustrophobic...I always knew Delilah went on and on about it with me...but really, I thought she was mad.

"You still coming?" she asks Thomas.

Posted: **Sat Jul 28, 2007 8:17 am**

Wait just a few mininutes Shilo I want to thoss this out there real quick frist.Thomas grabs the extension cord and quickly ties it to the hand strap on his digi cam. He also wraps his moist but almost dry towl around his nose and mouth as well. Thomas turns on the cam and hits record and walks over to the door mark has crack open. He neals down and grabs the cam and shoves it the the opening in the door as hard as he can hoping it slides enought to see the bar area. Holding on to the other end of the extension cord mark steps back from the open door as quickly as he can.

Posted: **Sat Jul 28, 2007 8:19 am**

Realizing she'd ignored Shilo, Liz murmurs. "Indeed, circumstances could be better." Then as the door's being opened, she edges back, not that eager anymore. Being locked out the first time sates her desire for finding out. But still, the towel resting on her showing collarbones is lifted and held to her nose and mouth. Blue eyes half-close and she leans against a shelf, watching.

Posted: **Sat Jul 28, 2007 8:20 am**

The short corridor and the candy bar behind appear ordinary. Without a clear view of the windows, no one could tell that anything was even happening by viewing the camera.

Posted: **Sat Jul 28, 2007 8:26 am**

Shilo rolls her eyes as she sees the gang put their towels around their mouth. "D'you really think you all need those?" she says incredulously, finding it hard to believe they're all convinced it's necessary to hide in a closet. "I mean....c'mon...."
She shakes her head and tries to remember her tolerance coaching. "Well, I'm gonna brave it without the towel. I dunno what that's all about, really. C'mon Thomas...let's get crackin....I can't wait to see what's out there..."
Shilo has always been up for a good adventure. I mean really what fun is it to hide in a closet when there could be fun awaiting? She thinks of the zombies in Shaun of the Dead, and makes swooshing movements, flipping them the imaginary croquet mallet to their head. Bring it on!

Posted: **Sat Jul 28, 2007 6:18 pm**

Ok Shilo lets get out of here Thomas takes shilo hand and starts out the door to the bar area.
Thomas looking over his shoulder says " Anyone else coming or do me and the blind lady have the only sets of balls around here."

Posted: **Sat Jul 28, 2007 7:27 pm**

"Sure you got all the balls, and you're nuts too. Go right ahead jump on out there... Lick the walls whatever" Mark says mockingly.

Posted: **Sat Jul 28, 2007 8:41 pm**

Shilo smirks at the comment as she steps out into the hallway. She looks at Thomas oddly as he grabs her hand, and drops it. "What are we, thirteen?" She laughs at Thomas' embarassed expression. "C'mon, let's go see what all the fuss is about."

Before Mark closes the door, she turns back to him. "Gimme that croquet mallet, I have a feeling I might need it." She holds her hand out expectantly. "And you two!" She points at Mark and Liz then, "No neckin' in here, eh? I know she's drunk, but paws off." She laughs as she takes the croquet mallet and Mark closes the door.

"Ok, let's go."

Posted: **Sun Jul 29, 2007 3:12 am**

"Well you haven't started gagging yet so I guess we can all get out of this closet" Mark hands the mallet to Shilo. You might need that if Janet sees us all coming out of here." Mark laughs, and puts his lighter in his pocket. He sneaks out of the room behind them, and motions for the rest to follow.

Posted: **Sun Jul 29, 2007 5:52 am**

The lobby is unchanged. Staff still work the candy bar. Janet is now starring the liquor bar. She rolls the eyes when she sees the others emerge. "Your hiding was pretty pointless, no?"

Posted: **Sun Jul 29, 2007 6:08 am**

Ingnoring her Thomas imeditaly orders the largest sandwhich on the menu as well 1 to go along with 2 beers noticeing they have bottled water as well Thomas orders six of those and asks for a box or a bag to put the water, and 1 sandwhich in. He pulls out his cigerttes and lights one with marks lighter. Feeling a small tinge of relief from the cigertte he notices the tv is still off. Thomas once again pulls out his latop and plugs the usb cable still attached to the radio back into laptop and again trys to pick up anything he also remebrs to try checking the A.M. band this time around....

Posted: **Sun Jul 29, 2007 6:15 am**

Static erupts in a sharp shriek. "Those who ... can't seem to ... everywhere ... left and was ... but we can only try and ... stations open. I don't ... you can hear me ... stay safe ... attempt to find loved ones ... wait ... to be something the government can do."

Posted: **Sun Jul 29, 2007 6:18 am**

Shilo puts her glasses back on, to hide her eyes from Janet, who she sees often. The croquet mallet is hidden up the sleeve of her hoodie, holding onto the ball of it and concealing it within the fabric folds. She holds onto Sadie's lead with the other and walks down the hallway to the lobby. She stands close to Thomas, so that she can whisper without having to blow her cover with Janet. "That's odd," she says, furrowing her brow, "It looks all the same..." She ignores Janet altogether when she speaks, still unsure of why she was so adamant that Shilo not leave the theatre.

Thomas plugs the radio in, and Shilo's face turns horrified at the message. She turns to the otherthree then, "This is crazy!" She looks from one to the next incredulously. "What the hell is going on? You're all nutjobs aren't you? If this is a trick and I'm on a hidden camera show, I'm NOT amused!"

Posted: **Sun Jul 29, 2007 6:25 am**

Thomas walks over and and looks at Janet he hands her his credit card to pay for his food and asks her so what do you think about the sititation now? Can i get my beers now while i wait on the sandwhicks and water please.. Shilo i promise u this is no camera show and as soon as I get my food here I am gonna go have me a look outside besides I have some stuff in my car I could use right now

Posted: **Sun Jul 29, 2007 6:30 am**

Mark sees Janet at the bar, and goes back into the theater that's showing the marathon.

Posted: **Sun Jul 29, 2007 6:37 am**

Shilo eyes the outside doors nervously. She replies to Thomas,"Well, alright then, I could come with you...." She grips the ball of the croquet mallet tightly, and smiles slowly, as though she's thinking of a fond memory. Flicking her neck nervously to the side, she looks as though there might be a bee attacking her and she's trying to get away. Perhaps they haven't noticed. "Make that two" she says to Janet. "Beer, water and sandwich that is."

She walks over to the radio and whispers to Thomas. "Yes well, I'm starting to believe you now about the news channel. But I'm still thinking its a big joke on all of us. Besides, it was a movie marathon of horror shows. Is it starting to play with our heads?" Shilo is used to wondering if she's crazy, but perhaps Thomas hasn't had any practice at it. At least he's not a head case like me.

Posted: **Sun Jul 29, 2007 6:51 am**

While waiting on his food Thomas tells Shilo once we get our food we'll head to the lobby windows and have us a nice look outside. My cars not far dot get me wrong I dont really know you all that well and I am kinda of a loaner so I got to know if this goes south can i turst you to really swing that thing "discertly gestureing to her mallot"

Posted: **Sun Jul 29, 2007 6:53 am**

Without even thinking about Thomas looks at Janet and tells her to put Shilos bill on his credit card as well.

Posted: **Sun Jul 29, 2007 7:17 am**

Shilo grips the mallet in her hand. "Why do you think I insisted we have it? What else d'ya got? A knife maybe? I have scissors, they'd be good if you needed to stab...." She pull out the scissors from her purse and opens them, then gestures how you could stab someone easily with them if need be. Do I sound crazy now? No, that's okay right? You might need to stab....nah I really sound crazy. Shilo gets a strange, far away look in her eyes, then stares at Thomas like she's looking right through him. Like he's not even there, in front of her.

She snaps her head, shaking like a wet dog, then looks at him again. "Uh...er......sorry...." She looks over at Janet and continues, "Don't bother Janet, I've got my own cash." She looks at Thomas up and down, then says, "Like you already said, you don't know me. 'Sides, I got my own change."
"Now about going outside, you wanna eat first or what?"

Posted: **Sun Jul 29, 2007 7:27 am**

Lizzie follows the short procession out the door, watching the lobby anxiously. Mark disappears to the movie, Shilo and Thomas are at the bar. . . And she's alone. Shrugging reassuringly, she hugs her shoulders, drowning in the music that floods her ears. Eventually, she's staggering all the slightly towards the cinema, where she can lose herself in the movie's farthest seats from the stage.

When she's engulfed once more, Liz curls up in her seat, burrowing her delicate face into her folded arms and crying quietly. Not a sound escapes her as she allows unknown reactions to bubble to the surface of her being.

Posted: **Sun Jul 29, 2007 7:31 am**

Thomas replys to Shilo I've got the knife on belt but more importantly i've got a gun in the car along with various other gadets and some gear in the car. Like I said I do odd jobs for odd people and by the way I really did'nt want to buy your dinner anyway "grining ear to ear as he says this" Hopefully our food will get here soon.

Posted: **Sun Jul 29, 2007 7:39 am**

Shilo raises her eyebrows at the mention of Thomas' gun. "What, you just drive around London with a gun in your car?" She looks him up and down again, leaning on the counter behind her and taking a step back. "What kind of business do you do anyways? What in the hell do you have a gun in your trunk for?"

Shaking it off, she continues, "Well, no matter. It'll come in handy. As long as.....oh never mind." Shilo shakes her head and blinks hard for a minute, as though she might have something in her eye, perhaps.

Posted: **Sun Jul 29, 2007 7:53 am**

Thomas looks at Shilo and Sharply says "Its for my protection you mind lowering your voice. You know you can stay here if it bothers you that much . London, New York, Cario it all the same I got a dozen different permits from a dozen differnt countiers to carry a gun either on me or in my belongings, I do work for the kinda of people who require I keep there information safe at all times and under any circumstances. It just so happens that normally involes some sort of government agency and for that matter government kickbacks. I'd make twice what
I do now if i did'nt have to "tip so much".. So you in or not like I said I am going outside to check it out.The cars in the carpark so I am gonna go see whats up before I just run over there but I need you to keep it down a little frist.

Posted: **Sun Jul 29, 2007 8:04 am**

"Shauna no!" Shilo looks at the floor, cocking her head to the side as she talks to herself. "Stay put....don't come out! Shauna! I mean it!"

A moment later she addresses Thomas as the situation hadn't arose. "It's no skin off my nose buddy, just askin' is all. Keep your pants on alright?" She looks over her shoulder at Janet, who is busy attending to the sandwiches and pulling the bottled water out of the cooler. Janet looks over nervously, but says nothing, so Shilo continues, grabbing her glass of beer from the side of the bar, where Janet left them, "I want to go out there as bad as you do. You aren't leavin' me behind. Sorry I spoke so loud."Shilo thumbs in the direction of Janet, "Not that I think she even heard me, that is."

Posted: **Sun Jul 29, 2007 8:15 am**

Mark sits in the corner of the theatre feelin like the butt of some big joke. "So this whole thing was what? Some isolated incident, a joke, maybe it was a diversion..." He thinks. "I hate this theatre... maybe I should make a diversion of my own." He gets out of his seat and walks back out of the theatre making sure not to draw Janet's attention, or anyone else's for that matter, and enters the storage room again. Opening his backpack he gets out his screwedriver and takes off the vent. It's not nearly big enough for him to climb into, but it is wide enough for him to feel in as far as he can with his arm. He reaches up and feels that it connects to a vent leading towards the lobby. He takes out one of his smokebombs, Lights it, and Hurls it down the ventillation shaft towards the Lobby. He then puts away his lighter and screwdriver, and slips out of the room as quietly, and hopefully unnoticed. "If this works I won't have to worry about the rent this month." He thinks as he makes his way towards the snackbar.

Posted: **Sun Jul 29, 2007 8:19 am**

Thomas drains all of his beer in a few quick guilps. He looks at shilo and says no problem I did'nt mean to be rude but between what I seen on the t.v and what I 've hread on that radio I am riding a on nothing but nerves. Thomas suddely stops what he saying and walks over to the tv and turns it on and begains tuning the channels just to see if its picking up anything after all it been what 30-45 minutes since they had seen the last t.v broadcast

Posted: **Sun Jul 29, 2007 8:50 am**

Shilo watches Mark return to the lobby and leans close to Thomas so that he can hear her. "Your friend is back" she states simply. "Think he'll want to go for a little jaunt outside? " she asks him, taking a big swallow of beer.

She watches Mark approach from behind her thick sunglasses, glad she chose the extra dark kind so that no one could see her wandering glances. She stands next to Thomas, who is flipping through the channels on the tv as Mark walks up.

"So? What did you two find? And where's Liz, then?" She looks behind him, around his side, expecting to see her come walking up. "Right. So Thomas and I are taking a little walk outside. Are you in?"

Posted: **Sun Jul 29, 2007 8:56 am**

"I think I'm going to hangout in here, for a bit. I still am not in a big hurry to go outside after that news report." Mark says as he sits down at the bar. "Sorry about all that earlier. If you had seen that newscast...Have they announced anything else yet?"

Posted: **Sun Jul 29, 2007 9:30 am**

Smoke begins to enter the room, wafting lazily through the vent.

Posted: **Sun Jul 29, 2007 11:16 pm**

"Do.....do you guys (sniff sniff) smell something? Like, smoke?" Shilo gets a far away look on her face like she's somewhere else. She starts to sweat, she begins to bite her lip, and beads of moisture become visible on her upper lip and forehead. "Wh..what's burning? I hate fire....I..I...I can't stay here!" She looks at Mark and Thomas wildly, gripping the mallet with white knuckles emerging from her hoodie sleeve. "What is it.... what is that....." She looks wildly around the room, panicked. "I..I need to go..."

She begins to walk to the front door, and Sadie follows behind her.

Posted: **Mon Jul 30, 2007 1:57 am**

"You're kidding me right?" Mark holds his towel back up to his face, and says to Janet "Oh god she's right look up there at that vent!" He points to the vent that is billowing thick black smoke.

Posted: **Mon Jul 30, 2007 7:21 am**

Shilo takes a few steps, then turns back to Mark and Thomas. "C'mon let's go!" she says with panic in her voice. "Thomas....your car? Are you coming still? I..I just....." Shilo looks back at the air vent again. "I just...can't stay in here.....please!" Her voice is full of terror, and it shakes when she says it. She bites her lip nervously and pauses, with Sadie sitting down right behind her. Sadie looks up at her with a concerned look, then looks back at Thomas and Mark for a moment. She lets out a tiny whine, softly, like she's worried about Shilo. Shilo barely notices, still focussing on her fear of being caught in a fire, trapped and fighting to stay alive. She stands in front of you, nervous, panicked and trembling.

Posted: **Tue Jul 31, 2007 6:39 am**

Elizabeth is walking back down the hall, wiping her eyes and making sure there's no redness. Her compact mirror is held in her hands, as she observes. But, stepping into the lobby and immediately inhaling a lungful of smoke, she breaks into a hacking fit. Coughing and spluttering in an attempt to clear her air passageways, Liz peers at Shilo, Thomas, and Mark.

Without a second thought, she's racing to them, blinking rapidly to stem tears of cleansing. Despite her careful tending a few moments ago to see no irritation, they are reddening. The new color contrasts sharply with the wonderful blueness of her irises. Gently sloping nose wrinkles in another upheaval of phlegm. She had just heard Shilo's plea, "I (cough) agree with (cough cough) Shilo! We have to get (cough) out!" Contrary to her former stand on exiting the cinema, she's all for it now.

Posted: **Tue Jul 31, 2007 7:16 am**

Shilo gratefully finds accompaniment in Liz, and joins her in her walk towards the door. She takes a moment to swing around on her heel as she walks, then says to Mark and Thomas, "Well, I guess by your silence, you two want to stay in a burning building then? Why are you guys so quiet all of a sudden? You got something to confess?"

She shrugs her indifference then and walks towards the front door. She stops at the door for a moment, hand on the glass, peering out into the darkness. She turns to Liz, "So, what do you have to protect yourself....just in case? I have a mallet," she pauses showing her the mallet that is hidden in the sleeve of her coat, "and some scissors. You have anything of your own?"

Posted: **Tue Jul 31, 2007 8:03 am**

She shakes her head. "Nope, just a journalist who's going to hack up a lung." Her voice is helplessly strained, trying to keep the smoke out.

Posted: **Tue Jul 31, 2007 10:00 am**

The smoke is far less strong nearer the doors. A few of the audience members come out, making nervous enquiries about what is going on, only to notice the darkness outside and become even more fearful. Janet strides before the doors and holds out her hands.

"There's no problem, people, just a false alarm," she says calmly. "Our smoke machine in the store room has been on the blink for awhile - yes, I'm well aware it doesn't smell like normal smoke machine smoke, this one is quite old, hence the problem. Please, do return to your seats. There's a rather rough storm outside. There's nothing to worry about. Please, return to your seats."

"Why are there no lights on outside," murmurs an attractive, middle-class, middle-aged black woman with a mild French accent. "A black out as well?"

Posted: **Wed Aug 01, 2007 12:39 am**

"What the fuck is going on?!" Shilo shouts at Janet. She's had just about enough of these excuses. Why was this woman so hellbent on controlling them?

She looks at Liz then, and leans in to whisper, "I don't like this one bit. Let's get outta here. I don't give a shit what she says."

Posted: **Wed Aug 01, 2007 1:10 am**

Dr. Lionel Carpenter leans back in his seat, eating his popcorn and watching the antics of the Simpsons on the big screen. He chuckles as Homer manages to smash himself with a wrecking ball, uttering his trademark shout of "D'oh!" The ball swings back and forth with Homer plastered to it, alternately ramming him into a huge rock and a pub with a sign reading "A Hard Place." Finally the ball loses momentum and stops in the middle, and then the chain snaps. Homer lands face down on the ground, and the wrecking ball lands on top of him, flattening him.

Sarah would love this movie, he thinks. I miss her laughter. She hasn't laughed once since that night. She's smiled, but those have been forced Marge Simpson smiles designed to hide her pain and sorrow. If she saw this, she wouldn't be able to keep from laughing. Lionel realizes that he hasn't laughed either for some time. It was only by the grace of God and Sarah's determination to survive that he was spared every father's worst nightmare, and that his daughter had not suffered any worse than she did. He wants nothing more than her happiness, though he realizes that she needs time to heal. She killed a man...from what my father told me about his experiences in the war, that always affects one deeply. And she still cared about him even after all the things he put her through. Lyle was lucky I didn't get to him first. I would not have been so merciful.

Lionel pushes his morbid thoughts aside and focuses on enjoying the movie. It's supposed to end shortly before Sarah's shift ends at the hospital, and he plans to surprise her and treat her to dinner in a fine restaurant. Her happiness means everything to him, and perhaps this will cheer her up.

A strange smell tickles Lionel's nostrils, and he sits up straight. None of the other patrons in the darkened theater seem to have noticed it. "Is that...smoke?" he wonders aloud. "It's coming from the lobby." He puts his popcorn and soda in the cup holders on the sides of his seat and stands up, then walks back towards the lobby doors. I'll miss some of the movie, he thinks, but that's okay. I'll gladly see it again...with Sarah next time.

Lionel pushes open the double doors and steps into the lobby, taking in the commotion and the black smoke billowing out of the vent. "Excuse me," he says. "What's going on?"

Posted: **Wed Aug 01, 2007 2:20 am**

Janet gently but firmly repeats her verdict and then adds: "I'm sorry for the irritation. Due to this unfortunate occurence, those that remain will get free drinks and snacks for the duration of the incident."

Several audience members return to the theatres and come back out with more in tow. As a mob, three dozen audience goers converge on the drink and snack bars, renowned for being more pricey than the theatre tickets themselves.

Posted: **Wed Aug 01, 2007 2:51 am**

Lionel peers out into the darkness through the lobby windows. "Why is it so dark out there?" he asks, checking his watch. "The sun should still be out. Is there a storm? Even so, it shouldn't be that dark."

Posted: **Wed Aug 01, 2007 2:52 am**

"She said there was a black-out," says the French lady who was lurking nearby. "Seems awful keen to keep us in here. Mustn't wanna lose business."

Posted: **Wed Aug 01, 2007 2:57 am**

"A blackout?" asks Lionel. "That's absurd. Our lights are still on. The hospital is right across the road, and we should be able to see its lights. They've got a backup generator just in case of a power failure. Otherwise patients on life support would be in dire straits indeed!" Thinking about the hospital reminds him of his daughter. "I'd better check to make sure Sarah's okay." He takes out his mobile phone - which had been set to vibrate out of courtesy to the other movie patrons - and calls her duty station.

Posted: **Wed Aug 01, 2007 5:30 am**

Shilo stares at the man who just walked up, and regards the phone like a foreign object for a second. Blinking, she looks at him again from behind her dark glasses. "You won't get a signal," she says to him flatly. "We've already tried that. There is something strange going on. First on the news...these two heard that. " She turns and thumbs towards Thomas and Mark as she says it. "Then on the radio...the reception....it was all crackled and distorted. There's something going on that's bigger than just an ordinary blackout."

She points her finger at Janet then. "This woman is a liar! She's just trying to keep something from all of you. Perhaps we need to find out what that is!"

Posted: **Wed Aug 01, 2007 7:44 am**

Lionel hears the phone ringing on the other end.

Posted: **Wed Aug 01, 2007 7:51 am**

Mark is glad that Shilo has started up a commotion. He was'nt counting on Janet wanting to keep business in the theatre so badly that she would lie about a fire. Which is exactly what this was as far as she knew. So why does'nt she want anyone to leave? Insurance purposes? No, you aren't the theatre's problem after you leave. He doesn't ponder on it too long. WHat he does do is move himself closer to the cash register at the bar.

Posted: **Wed Aug 01, 2007 7:53 am**

"Drinks are half price as well," says Janet, obviously misunderstanding Mark's movement. "I simply wouldn't want you to think badly of this theatre. Many of you have come a fair distance to enjoy our movies. Let's not have a technical difficulty affect us."

Posted: **Wed Aug 01, 2007 6:08 pm**

"Technical difficulty?" Shilo nearly spits the words, dripping in sarcasm, and scoffs at Janet. "Explain the radio message then!" She looks around at the others milling about, and addresses them all at once, "This is an emergency situation. The tv said something about a chemical attack. We shouldn't just be sitting about, eating popcorn. We have very real danger present."

Shilo is still standing at the door, hand on the handle, scowling at Janet and turns to the man. "Is it ringing? We tried three times and couldn't get a signal."

Posted: **Wed Aug 01, 2007 9:05 pm**

"Half price drinks?" Mark thinks "Noone does that. Why does she want to keep everyone in here so badly?"

Posted: **Wed Aug 01, 2007 11:39 pm**

"It's ringing," Lionel says to Shilo. "My daughter's a nurse, and she works in the hospital. Maybe I can get through because she's right across the street. A chemical attack, you say? What else did you hear on the TV?" He has counted three rings so far, and now the phone rings a fourth time. Come on, pick up, he thinks. "Someone should have picked up the phone by now, though. Something must be wrong." God, please let Sarah be okay. He continues holding the phone to his ear and listening to it ring on the other end as he turns to face Janet."Ma'am, if you want everyone to stay here, perhaps you'd best level with us. What is really going on?"

Posted: **Thu Aug 02, 2007 2:33 am**

Shilo looks back at the smoke billowing from the air vent. "Love to stay and chat...but we've a bit of a fire problem on our hands. Do you really believe this baloney about the smoke machine? What would they be doing with a smoke machine in here anyways? I can't remember the last movie I saw that featured smoke as a special effect...I mean 3D glasses, yes. Smoke machine?" She shakes her head.

"I didn't hear the tv personally, it was these two," Shilo points to Thomas and Mark. "I was watching my movie, until they dragged me out of there, screaming about everyone's safety. Perhaps you should go ask them what they heard. I only heard the radio message."

She turns to Liz then. "We can't get out of here quite yet. You need something heavy at least, to throw if need be. We are two women in a dark parking lot after all...."

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