* This is a fictionalized account of some shit that actually happened. All the names, locations, etc. have been changed to protect the innocent as well as the guilty. – JG *
INTERIOR – FALLSVILLE NORTH HALLWAY – DAY
The hallway is a hive of activity, kids everywhere, talking excitedly.
As opposed to when Hannah Graeber died, this time
the hallways were abuzz with excitement rather than
sadness. Perhaps it was because Jeremy Janks wasn’t
nearly as popular as Hannah, or because he didn’t fit into
any of the established groups of Heads, Punks, Jocks, etc.
Perhaps it was due to the extremity of the violence. Either
way, the subtle difference was lost on some of us.
The Misery Kid goes running past Hoover, Griffin and D-Man, then screeches to a halt and pulls back.
Whoa whoa whoa! Holy fucking shit! Did you guys
hear how that crazy fuck offed his whole fucking
family? (looks around) This is awesome.
Yeah, but it’s super weird too. None of the teachers
have said anything, there was no announcement...
just another empty desk...just like Hannah Graeber.
Wow. Do you always have to be Captain Sadlypants
about everything? He stabbed everyone in his family
then blew himself up in a car. That’s cool as hell.
Ah, you’re just saying that because you’re not
having weird dreams about Snakeland.
Wait a minute – what dreams?
(winces) No big deal, really. Me and D-Man both
had essentially the same dream about Hannah
Graeber in Snakeland.
(eyes widen) And she...told you a poem? About...
...cats and rats?
(points at Griffin) You too?!
Griffin nods gravely. The Misery Kid sighs.
Okay, fags. I see girls in need of consoling in the
wake of this great tragedy. See you later.
The Kid leaves. Hoover and D-Man look at Griffin.
Well, that’s certainly coincidental. (pauses)
What do you think we should...do about it?
(shrugs) Do you wanna go check out Snake-
land after school?
Hoover, D-Man and Griffin all look at each other.