Life of conversation #2: “the connection”
Grace: where are you connecting, Mary?
Hail Mary’s Ship: Line connecting….
Grace: don’t tell me is there is yet another ship in space…
Rocky: No other ship. Than Rocky’s ship, statement.
Hail Mary’s Ship: line connecting.
Grace: to where, Mary!? Use your words!
Rocky: Grace sleep deprived. Grace needs sleep, thinks ship can talk.
Hail Mary’s Ship: Connection successful.
Grace: it’s broken. Rocky it’s broken. There is no one in the other-
Rocky: human inside radio, question.
Grace: y-yeah, Mary. Human inside radio, question?
Radio: H-Hello? Ava? Oh please Ava, get me out of here. You said you’d get me out…
Grace: I-I’m not..Ava. W-who are you. Where are you? What is happening?
Radio: are you stuck down here as well? Or am I hallucinating again? Oh god..oh god…oh god.
Grace: down where? No, hey, hey, hey, buddy. It’s okay. We can help. Tell me your coordinates and I fly to you.
Radio: fly? What are you talking about. We are inside of a deep, no way out, fucking blood sea. What do you mean “fly” me out! I bet you’re not even real.
Grace:Now, I don’t know what you are talking about. Okay, man, listen: Tell me your name.
Grace: hello? Did I lost— *bang, bang* hello?
Grace: oh thank god. Hey, Simon…Ryland. Ryland Grace. We have lots to discuss it seems.
(You guys seem to be liking these scripts. I wish I could have known so I didn’t post the end and actually constructed a story. Oh well. It feels like that my English major is put into good use. Thank you. I’m H, btw)