The Missing Case of Dean Norman

Scene Seventeen

Scene changes to a little bedroom, different from Dean's bedroom. Someone is fast asleep in this bed, then wakes up. It's Dean. He slowly wakes up and smiles when he sees himself in this new bedroom. Dean is in his dream world. He slowly gets up and stretches, The Shadow watches him from behind

The Shadow: So this is your 'dream world'

Dean quickly turns towards The Shadow

Dean: You! How did you get here?

The Shadow: My dear friend, I can be anywhere. I am a figment of your imagination

Dean: You're no part of my imagination

The Shadow laughs

The Shadow: You don't think so?

Dean: Yes, I don't think so

The Shadow: Hmm, well this proves my point of you being an absolute liar

Dean: So it was you

The Shadow: Me? Who?

Dean: You were the doctor that came to see me a few days ago, and the teacher! Because of you, I got into serious trouble!

The Shadow: Me? A doctor and a teacher? How can I be a doctor or a teacher? I am just a figment of your imagination

Dean: Stop deviating!

The Shadow: Stop accusing me of being something I wasn't

Dean: Stop lying!

The Shadow: Oh me lie? No I think you're mistaken my dear friend-

Dean: I'm not you're friend

The Shadow: Now that was a bit harsh, I have to be your friend, I am part of you

Dean: No you're not!

The Shadow: Oh Dean. Dean, Dean, Dean, what are we going to do with you? Maybe we should send you to the asylum after all

Dean: You stop putting ideas into my mother's head

The Shadow: Ideas? My dear friend it's your mother's choice whether to send you to the asylum or not, not me and after your latest incident, I think she will

Dean: You're putting ideas into her head and making me the troublemaker!

The Shadow: I think you should think twice before you accuse someone-

Dean: Stop changing the subject!

The Shadow: Dean, I think you need to see someone. You're getting worse

Dean: I'm not! It's... things like you that are making me worse

The Shadow: But I'm not real-

Dean: You are! I would never come up with someone as sick as you

The Shadow laughs

The Shadow: I'm sick? I'm sick?

Dean: I'm not!

The Shadow: Oh but you are Dean, you just don't want to admit it. You're ill in the head

Dean: I AM NOT!

The Shadow: No sane person would come up with a world like this, would they?

Dean: But I am sane, this is just my haven

The Shadow: No Dean, this is your mental asylum. The place where you find comfort

Dean: I AM NOT ILL! I AM NOT INSANE! I AM NORMAL!

The Shadow: But that's the thing Dean, you aren't. You're sick...

Dean: GET OUT! GET OUT OF MY HEAD!