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01 THE BIRTHDAY ╱ Act I : Chapter I
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A woman walks outside the house from the kitchen door, "Rudy!" the woman whistles. "Rudy, come on! It's too hot to make me come looking for you." She bends down and picks up a toy. When she turns around Klaus abruptly appears in front of her.
"I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to scare you," Klaus says in a poor American accent.
"Can I help you?" the woman says with a raised eyebrow.
"Yeah, my car, um, my car ran out of gas a couple of miles back. My girlfriend is waiting for me on the sidewalk as we speak. We feel like we've been walking forever, and yours is the first house we've come to so I was just hoping I could use your phone. To get me and my girlfriend home."
"Don't you have a cell phone?" the woman questioned.
"Huh, yeah......" Klaus pulls a phone from his pocket. "Battery died."
"Your girlfriend's phone?" the woman asked.
Klaus started to get annoyed, "If her phone worked, I wouldn't be here."
"Right."
"Look, I promise I'm not a serial killer, I just wanna use your phone," Klaus bargained, trying his best not to lose his temper.
The woman sighs, "Sure."
Klaus takes a few steps closer, "So, I can come in?"
"No, I'll get the phone and I'll bring it out to you," the woman says rudely.
Klaus' warm smile quickly turned into an annoyed frown, "I thought you country folk were supposed to be more trusting."
"I'm from Florida," the woman scoffed.
"Well, that explains it," Klaus grabs her throat and compels her. "Now show me a little Southern hospitality. Sweet pea."
In the kitchen, another woman is frying food and walks over to the counter with the frying pan.
