Scene 2 - Bodmin

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Bodmin, Cornwall. An expensive little hut house tiny little track leading out to the main road and there to the town. Behind the sweet little home, the rest of Bodmin Moor. A marshy, creepy and atmospheric wilderness, a place one would not like to get lost. If they were ever found there anyway. The night is beginning to dim over the house. The family inside, the dad Charlie Lowe, a run-down and beaten father, second in command for the marriage with his wife he misses. The children; Becca and Fraser, annoying little brats that wind you up even looking at you with their big little eyes. Becca of 10 and Fraser of 8 sit around the table of their house next to the window leading to their garden watch their dad clear the plates as the children sit facing each other.

Charlie:

Right you little rascals. I'll be upstairs having to finish up a few things. Your mother will be returning home shortly, and I want you to be on your best behaviour for her. Is that clear?

Becca:

Yeah, yeah, dad.

Fraser:

Sure dad. We can look after ourselves.

Charlie:

Alright, go watch some of your films until she comes back. If you need me I'll be upstairs.

Becca/Fraser:

Yes dad.

He leaves to head upstairs.

Becca:

Come on. Let's do it.

Fraser:

But I don't want to go out. Mummy and daddy say we shouldn't. It's dark out there and not safe.

Becca:

You lost the dare. And now you have to go out and do it with me. It's not that bad out there. Or are you just a baby!

Fraser:

I'm not a baby.

Becca:

Then come on then! Baby!

Fraser chases Becca as the girl unlocks the door to the garden as the two then head out, quietly shutting the door yet foolishly leaving the key in the lock inside. Once out in the cold and dark, they then rush out heading towards the back and rushing together to head out onto Bodmin Moor. Their father returns to the kitchen unexpectedly.

Charlie:

Sorry you two I just remembered...

They weren't there. But realized that the key was in the lock of the door. Realizing this, he bolts to it sighing angrily and opens it to rush out to find them. Meanwhile, out in the fields, open green spaces and marshes of the night out in Bodmin Moor, the kids play around with each other.

Becca:

There are monsters out here. And they come out at night and come to eat people and snatch them away and gobble them all up!

Fraser:

Stop it! You're just trying to scare me again! There are no monsters out here. They don't exist!

Charlie:

(Calling from afar) BECCA! FRASER! BECCA! FRASER!

Becca:

Uh oh. Dad. Come on. Hide!

They run. But it's too dark out. SPLASH! Fraser runs into a pool of muddy water! Or rather a bog! And begins sinking! He cries out as mist begins to swirl around them, almost isolating them from the rest of the dangerous moors.

Fraser:

Ugh! Becca! Help! Help! I'm sinking! Argh! Becca! Becca!

Becca:

The monsters are going to get you now!

Fraser:

Help me! Help me! ARGH!

She tries to reach him as the smoke intensifies and Fraser sinks faster and faster. The more you try, the more you sink. Becca can't reach! She jumps in to save him. Grabbing him, but now he is up to his chest, his neck, before one last scream of the boy, drowning in mud! Becca fails to save her brother, now she fails too to escape from the marsh she sinks in, screaming and crying.

Becca:

ARGH! ARGH! DADDY! DADDY!

She had been swallowed up too. Dead.

Charlie:

BECCA! FRASER!

He rushes up to it standing right next to the bog, not realizing what lies in front of his feet, the fog intensifying even more now.

Stupid kids. Sam and I always told them! Told them again and again! BECCA! FRASER!

He then charges forward but falls into the mud and it slurps and splashes around him, then beginning to sink into it himself, struggling and squirming his way to desperately escape from it like a worm.

AGH! NO! NO! Help me! God help me! Help! HELP! KIDS! ARGH!

He is swallowed up into the bog, drowning horrifically like the children he died with to join.

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