(At the Dikrols house - in the living room. it's quiet. there is a first aid kit on a table. A hand reaches out to it from the corner, slowly opens it and brings out a scissors. slowly reveals... Mrs dikrol - dressed like a nurse.)
Mrs dikrol: (to timon) I've got this. (smirks)
(Timon, shirtless, is trembling in fear; his eyes are wide open, and his legs are shaking)
(Mrs dikrol moves her chair really close to him. Timon looks on - Mr dikrol, Ava and Marcus are all dressed like hospital patients. they all have plates in their hands as they stand and watch)
(Mrs dikrol slowly puts the scissors edge in his stomach. Timon opens his mouth gasping in pain. Mrs dikrol moves the scissors to the lower side of his stomach, cutting through. blood pours out through his stomach and mouth, staining his trouser)
(Timon slowly looks down at his stomach. Mrs dikrol slowly puts her hand through the hole on his stomach, squashing sounds are made.)
(Mrs dikrol is dressed in her casual outfit. she rounds up dressing the swores on Timon's stomach. Ava, Mr dikrol and Marcus are all dressed casually, everything seems normal. All is in Timon's head)
Mrs dikrol: and...done (opens the kit, puts in the materials and shuts it)
Ava: (startled) wow. you did it
(Marcus is staring at the covered swores)
Mr dikrol: (deep breath. tension gone) see...I told you
Mrs dikrol: (to Timon) ok...am done now.
(Timon lost in thoughts, shaking his legs, eyes and mouth opened wide)
Mrs dikrol: timon? (to Mr dikrol) is he ok?
Mr dikrol: I have no idea. Timon!
Ava: what the hell is wrong with him?
(Marcus is still staring at the covered swores. Mrs dikrol, Mr dikrol and Ava looks at eachother in confusion)
(Mrs dikrol nudges Marcus a little to get his attention. Marcus looks at her)
Mrs dikrol: what are you looking at!?
Mr dikrol: (shakes Timon's arm) Timon, are you ok men?
Marcus: the bandages. there...
Mrs dikrol: (pointing at Timon) can't you see his condition?
Ava: (stares deep in timon's eyes) I think he needs medicine or something. call the...the healer...the healer guy.
Mr dikrol: (to Ava) you mean the doctor?
Ava: yeah. same shit.
Mrs dikrol: (anxious) oh no...I...I did it perfectly
Marcus: (looking at Timon) fuck. (to Ava and Mr dikrol) step aside people! (moves to timon, leaning towards him) I've fucking got this. (grabs hold of timon's neck.)
Mrs dikrol: Marcus, what the fuck are you doing?
Mr dikrol: babe relax, I think he got this.
Ava: what? what the hell is he gonna do, take away his breath till he says stop?
Mr dikrol: you mean strangle him?
Ava: whatever! same shit!
Marcus: (to timon) come back to your fucking senses...!
(Mrs dikrol is watching in tension)
Marcus: you sick mother-fucker!
("you sick mother-fucker re-echoes in timon's head. he starts struggling, loosing breath. Marcus leaves his neck. )
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THE INTROVERT A WILLY NILLY STORY
HumorIntroducing Timon dikrol. A high school student and an introvert who goes through what every highschool introvert goes through, he's constantly bullied, shunned and taunted by his mates. All this makes Timon see his life as a sequential phenomenon...
