Light Unbridled- Chapter 22: AMA

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*The scene opens with Hayden sitting in a chair in Ryan’s room. He is still confused as to who Ryan is talking about.*

Ryan: Lucy! The girl we were helping, the one who attacked us on the bus.

Hayden: Attacked on the bus? What do you mean?

Ryan: You don't remember? She made the bus crash.

Hayden: What are you talking about? That was an accident.

*The two are interrupted by someone knocking on Ryan’s door. They look over to see Andrew walking in.*

Andrew: Hey, man. Nice to see you're up. How are you feeling?

Ryan: Besides the gash across my chest, I'm fine.

Hayden: Nice of you to join us, Andrew. Took that nurse long enough to ditch you.

Andrew: Hey, can't blame a man for trying. I ain't ever seen one that fine before.

Ryan: Alright, alright. You can tell us about it later. It's a good thing you're here. You remember Lucy, right?

Andrew: Who? I don’t know anyone named Lucy. Hayden, who is he talking about?

Hayden : I'm just as confused as you are, my friend. Are you sure you didn’t also hit your head?

Ryan: My head is working just fine. It’s you guys who hit your heads, apparently.

Hayden: Did you ask anyone else about this “Lucy”?

Ryan: I asked Isaiah. He gave the same answer. No clue who I was talking about.

Andrew: You know that doesn’t look good for you.

*Suddenly, a nurse enters the room.*

Nurse: I just wanted to let you all know that Zack Cooper has regained consciousness.

Ryan: Really!?

Hayden: We need to see him!

Nurse: I can’t let you see him right now, unfortunately.

Andrew: And why not?

Hayden: Calm down, Andrew. If he doesn’t want visitors, that’s fine. He should rest.

Nurse: Actually, that’s not the reason…

Ryan: Then what is?

Nurse: We have a detective on the scene who said he had some questions for Zack as soon as he woke up. A man named Roger Penrose.

*Ryan’s face goes white, as if he’d seen a ghost.*

Ryan: Aw shit…

*The scene cuts to Penrose opening the door to Zack’s hospital room. Zack’s neck is wrapped in bandages, and his wrist is in a splint.*

Penrose: Morning.

*Zack sits there, quietly staring at Penrose as he pulls up a chair next to his bed. He flashes his badge at Zack.*

Penrose: Detective Roger Penrose. Got some questions for you. Can you manage?

*Zack continues to stare at Penrose for a moment, before pointing at his bandage wrapped neck.*

Penrose: Hm. Alright, I get the message.

*Penrose reaches into his trench coat and pulls out a pen and a notebook.*

Penrose: If you can’t talk, you can at least use this. You are able to write, aren’t you?

*Zack slowly takes the pen and notebook, and begins writing something. He then turns the notebook around to reveal big letters that spell out “FUCK OFF”.*

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