Chocolate Infection

Chocolate Infection

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Prologue(Back to the Top)

Female Reporter: Cases of a wild spread infection of a particular disease had been frequently reported…

(TV Distortion)

Male Reporter: About a hundred or more had been infected by a some sort of unexplainable…

(TV Distortion)

Breaking News: A wild infection had made an epidemic throughout this area in England making all those who are infected, unexplainably insane…

(News Continues)

Guy: Year 2020, London, England. A place of drought, famine, death and mainly, infection. It all happened because of one damn thing. CHOCOLATE.

(Radio Distortion)

Walkie Talkie: Roger, we need back up. Hello? Hello! [Unknown grunt] Aaaah!

Guy: My name is Jarred. 16 years old from Nutford Place, London, Engand. Yeah alright. Everything back then was normal. Everyday school. Breakfast, lunch and dinner. Everything was terribly normal. Oh yeah, it was terrible. My life was terrible.

(School Cafeteria – 11:30 AM)(Back to the Top)

Jarred (narrating): School was not as good as it has to be. It was dumb crack piece of sh**. Oh, I’m sorry. It was horrible. At least not to anyone else but mine was just terrible. Yeah you thought I’ve been frequently bullied or got a couple of Fs all the time. No, it's not that. It's aboutlauv. Gah, I don't even know how to spell that bloody word.

(smacks down food in plate)

Cafeteria Lady: Anything else?

Jarred: Oh, no thank you.

Jarred (narrating): Love. A simple word but yet so complicated. Yeah, there she is. Monica. (pauses to a girl) A hotty chearleader. Soft blonde hair, kissable lips, nice shaped ass. Oh gosh, she's perfect.

(Guy pops out behind Monica)

Guy: Oh hey, sweetums.

Monica: Hey!

Guy: (starts snogging Monica)

Jarred (narrating): Bill. (pauses to Bill) Bloody Bill. I don't even know how to describe him. Yeah, he has the looks and all. Football captain, school heartrob. I need to puke. If I had the chance, I'd puke in front of his damn face. He's so, I don't know. Disgusting perhaps? No, that's mean. Erm...ridiculous. Okay.

(Another guy pops out to Jarred)

Guy: Hey Bestie. (smiles) (pauses)

Jarred (narrating): Oh God. A life saver. May I introduce you to Boris. A friend. No, a brother. Not even close. A brother best friend. That's more like it. But technically or bloody, (that word can be handy sometimes) in means of blood, were not brothers. We just treat eachother like one. Twin brothers. Oh, I just love this guy. He just always completes my day. Wait a minute, I'm not gay and definitely he's not too. Just so you know, okay? Alright, enough chit-chatting. Let's start the day, shall we?

Jarred: Oh hey there. What's for lunch?

Boris: As usual. Same as yours.

Jarred: Why you copycat.

Boris: Bloody you. Aren't you used to it? I mean, were twins. What do you expect? What's yours is what's mine as well. Get used to it bro. Even for a day or two.