Untitiled

     by Robert Butterfield

John:  Jesus!  Matt I hate this dusty old house.  Why do we have to come here, can't we get the lawyer to auction off grandpa's house?

Matt:  No, we can't.  We don't have that kind of money.

John:  This place is bad.  Remember when we were little grandpa locked us in the closet for punishment, or when he would whip us with that belt of his.

Jill:  Don't think about that.

Matt:  Shut up Jill, don't you think 23 is old enough to know how the world works.

Jill:  You two twins are horrible, you are only five yeas older than me, but you'd think you two were Mom & Dad.

John:  Both of you shut up now, especially you Jill.

Jill:  I'm leaving.

John:  No, your not

Jill:  Screw you, or should I say grandpa's ghost should come back and screw you again just like that summer fifteen years ago.

John:  Don't you ever mention that again, you tramp.

Jill:  I'm not a tramp, but do you know who is?  Well do you?  Fine I'll tell you Matt's wife and their little brat son.

Matt:  Hey guys, look what I found.  I think it's your John, come here, I'm in the attic.

John:  What is it?

Matt:  It's a necklace with a three inch cross medallion.

Jill:  I haven't seen that in years.  Where did you find it?

Matt:  In that trunk, along with some other thinkgs.  Here John you take it, it's yours.

John:  Fine I'll take it.

Jill:  John are you alright you've been standing there for at least a minute.

John:  Grandpa is that you?

Jill:  John?

Matt:  John, come back to earth.

John:  No, grandpa, no

Matt:  Take that necklace away from his, don't look at me like that, just do it!

John:  There's no need to that now, I'm fine.  Although I do believe I'll be leaving now.

Jill:  Okay, who's messing with the lights.

John:  Not me!

Matt:  Don't look at me, I didn't do it.  I wish that were windows up here so we could see by the full moon's light.

Jill:  John what'd ya see, in that vision that you had.

John:  I'll tell you, remember when Matt and I turned twelve.   Grandpa gave me this cross, but nothing to you Matt.  I never knew why you didn't get anything, but now I do.  You sold me to him didn't you, you sold me to him!

Matt:  What are you talking about?  Have you gone nuts?

John:  No I haven't

Jill:  I think you have.  You should go home before anything bad happens.

John:  No, I don't think so, and do you know why, because grandpa is back and he's in me.  It's time to get back in touch with my family.

Jill:  To hell with that, you sicko.

Matt:  John, you need help.

John:  Quit complaining.

Jill:  Get away from me.

Matt:  John get away from her now, or I'll... I'll beat you to a bloody pulp.

John:  No you won't your too cowardly, besides I have a knife.

Jill:  Well, I didn't sell you, matt did.

Matt:  No I didn't, and you know I didn't.

John:  Liars, you're both liars.  That's alright because it's time to die.

Jill:  It's not mine, but it may be yours.

Matt:  Is he dead?  I mean you hit hard with that old bat.

Jill:  I don't know.

Matt:  Hey, we're in luck.  I think I found the fuse box.   Cross your fingers.

Jill:  Well here goes nothing.

Matt:  Yesss!  The lights work.

Jill:  Uhmm, where did John go?

Matt:  He must have crawled away in the darkness.  He could be anywhere now.

Jill:  Now what do we do?

Matt:  Get out of here now.

Jill:  And go where?

Matt:  Got me.

John:  Nowhere, that's where you're going.

Matt:  John, where are you?

John:  Where you can't find me.

Matt:  Good-bye John, you and Grandpa can have fun together by yourselves.

John:  I'll kill you, then your wife and kid.

Jill:  Let us go John.

John:  No, instead I think I'll rip your hairs out one by one, without stopping to let you scream in pain.  What do you think of that?

Jill:  I think you need some major help maybe a shotgun will do!   What do you think of that?

John:  Haven't you learned?  I am unstoppable!

Matt:  That's it!  Where ever you are, get out right now!

John:  Alright, here I am in the flesh.

Jill:  If we rush him we can take him down.

Matt:  On three, one, two-

John:  Do you really think thats going to work?

Matt:  Maybe not, but this will.

John:  Where did you get my knife?

Matt:  Took it.

John:  Oh really.

Matt:  Now it's your turn to die.

Jill:  Mat move I'll hit him ohn the head with this thing.

Matt:  I can't he's too strong.

John:  That's right.

Matt: AAAGRH!

Jill:  Matt are you alright?

Matt:  No I think I'm dying.

John:  Good bye Jill.

Jill:  Huh?

Matt:  Look out!

John:  With this necklace I pronounce you dead, Jill.  Matt I think I'll let you drown in your own blood.  See ya!

Matt:  You killed her.

John:  What do you care?  She hated you and your family.

Matt:  No, she didn't.

John:  Yes, she did.

Matt:  That's right walk away you coward.  If I could just reach the cross on Jill.  I can ram it through his skill.  Die, John, die.   Not that it's over it's time to clean house.