Setting: Louis has on a thick coat and a wool hate with ear flaps. He carries a large backpack on his back, which seems to be stuffed full of too many things, for it is barely zipped. He trudges through the forest floor, his footsteps making crunching sounds with each step. He weaves in and out of the trees without noticing where he was going. He grunts once and raises his hand to the bruise on his forehead. Ramona suddenly appears in front of him, the noon-day light making her look translucent.
Louis: Ramona! You scared me.
Ramona: I did not mean to. I apologize.
Louis: About that-
Setting: Ramona holds up her hand to stop him and he falls silent.
Ramona: Can we both agree that we have our own opinions?
Louis: (Relieved) Sure.
Ramona: Alright then. That being said, let us reach another agreement.
Louis: What?
Ramona: You tell me about your life, and I tell you about mine.
Louis: But your life is over. You've already explained-
Ramona: How I died and the events following, not preceding.
Louis: Alright, then. Agreed.
Setting: He holds his hand out for a shake and she looks at it awkwardly. He lowers it, seeing the look on her face. She looks up sheepishly.
Ramona: So, what has happened in your life?
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The Escort (the Screenplay)
Fantasy"Hello, little one. What is your name?" It is with those seven words the story begins. Ramona Spencer is an escort, a person who has died and chosen to help the reincarnation process. Louis is a normal teenager, living with his mother and sister whi...
