The Man With Blood On His Hands
by Ian Malin
God it's cold in here
Where are we?
Don't know
Open your eyes
Open YOURS!
Don't want to
Why, you scared?
No!
What if he comes back?
Who?
The man with the blood on his hands
He won't come back
He might
No, he's done what he wanted
Hope so
He WON'T be back!
Okay...I'll open me eyes
Good lad
Here goes...
What can you see?
It's all...hazy
Where are you?
In a bed, I think
Why are you cold if you're in bed?
Just am...freezing
Strange, can you see anything now?
It's a bit clearer
Go on then...
Looks like a dormatory
Is anyone else there?
There's a nurse
A nurse?
...Florence Nightingale
What's she doing?
Washing things in a bowl
Say something
Like what?
Anything
Okay...excuse me Miss
What's she say?
She ignored me
Say it louder
EXCUSE ME...MISS?
Anything?
Nothing, what's the matter with her?
Throw something at her
I can't do that
Go on, something soft
I could throw my pillow I s'pose
That'll do
Why is she ignoring me?
Throw the pillow; she won't ignore that
...I...can't...move
What you talking about?
I CAN'T move
Just sit up and throw it at her
...I can't
TRY!
I AM trying!
Take a big breath and push yourself up
...aah...urgh...
GO ON
I can't!
This aint right...what's she doing?
Putting metal things on a tray
WHY can't you move?
I DON'T KNOW!
You are awake, AREN'T you?
OF COURSE I'M AWAKE!
Only asking
I'd KNOW if I was asleep!
Not necessarily
THIS IS REAL!
Dreams are REAL
Shut up, you're scaring me now
Sorry
...It WOULD explain why she wouldn't answer me
She'd still be able to talk though
She would...hang on
What's that?
It's that man again
Which one?
THAT one!
What's he doing?
Talking to the nurse
Can you see his face?
It's...fuzzy
It MUST be a dream
It's NOT a dream!
People don't LOOK like that in real life
SHUT UP! SHUT UP!
I'm only saying...
DON'T, I don't like it
If it IS a dream...You'd be alright
How do you make that out?
Nothing bad ever happens in a dream
What if it's a nightmare?
Yeah...well
Horrible things happen in nightmares
Well, it's probably not
Thanks a lot...probably!
What are they doing now?
He's put his arm round her
Oh yeah?
Not like that, he's comforting her
She's upset?
...hang on
What's that?
There's a big fella walking towards me
What's he doing?
Hey you, where am I?
What's he say?
He's ignoring me as well!
What's the MATTER with everyone?
He's...he's pushing me and the bed out of the door
You still can't move?
Urgh...urgh...NO
You'll be all right
STOP SAYING THAT!
We WILL, we'll be alright!
...
What can you see?
It looks like a hospital
Well she WAS a nurse!
It is...it's a hospital
Is he still ignoring you?
Yes...I'm scared, REALLY scared
Don't be scared, I'm with you
You won't leave me will you?
Course I won't
Promise?
How long have I known you?
Forever
Well there you go then
It's just...
Just nothing, we'll ALWAYS be together
...thanks
Still in the corridor?
...hospitals ARE good places...arent they?
Course they are
They don't do BAD things...do they?
Course they don't
It looks like a loony bin
It can't be THAT bad
There's bars on the window
Bars?
And metal cells
STOP worrying!
...this aint right
What's that noise?
Sounds like a lot of people
Can you see anything?
We're coming up to a big wooden door
Is that where the noise is coming from?
I think so
Are you ready Doctor?
Who said that?
The nurse
As ready as I'll ever be
It's THAT bloke again
The one with red hands?
Yes
I don't like this
Open the door nurse
What's happening, what's happening?
There's hundreds of people in white coats, all around
What they doing?
Clapping and cheering
Looking at us?
Yes...and the doctor
I've bought you all here today
Oh my God
To witness a living human brain
...That's us
That is quite detached from its body
God no!
It can't, it can't
You will see...if I touch...
He's...he's sticking me
Certain parts of the brain
My legs are moving
...The body still responds
We're an experiment
If I touch here...
My hearts racing
The subject's eyes will open
But I CAN see
God...he means me
But you can't
I can...
I've opened the optic nerve
I can see
...In the brain
I CAN SEE
If he were alive
I AM
WE ARE
He'd be able to look at his own brain
Oh God
No...
The more we learn about the human body
I can see you
The more we can help others
I feel...strange
Me too
Unfortunately, once separated
I'm tired
The time for learning is limited
I'm...going
As they can't exist without the other
I love...
If I probe here...
He's...he's
The brain will die, closely followed by...
Me
The body...
My name is Ian Malin and I live in Selly Oak, Birmingham, England. I have been married for sixteen years (separated for the last three!) and we have one daughter, Amy. I always thought of myself as a writer, but never ACTUALLY did any. Although I hate being separated, it has given me the drive I never had. In the past three years writing has become my life, it has been like a dam bursting. I've written a book and a half of poetry...poetry with bite and feeling. A play especially written for the stage, and a script intended for the cinema (or television, with the intention it could be made into a series). And several short stories. I have finally written, and re written and re written again x's 4 to be in a position to submit my work. I have got valuable feedback from the writing site Writing.com
Writing is my life and I'd like to take it to the next level, It is my burning desire to be successful, but if that's not to be I wil wallow in the pleasure it gives me. My e mail number is MALINTHEPOET@HOTMAIL.CO.UK if you would like to know more.
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