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Shortsighted Woman, kneeling on the ground, holds a knife. It looks like there’s just been a fight. She’s flushed red.
Unable to see, her eyes still bandaged up, Shortsighted Woman threatens anyone who might be close to her with her knife. Loner Leader and Loner Narrator keep their distance.
LONER LEADER
Throw down your knife and stand up.
SHORTSIGHTED WOMAN
No.
LONER LEADER
You’re being completely irrational.
I understand you’re upset by the
unexpected results but to accuse me
is very insulting to say the least.
The doctor said there were some
unforeseen complications after your
surgery. That is all. Who would
have guessed such a simple
procedure could have such
catastrophic results? No one.
Anyway, what reason could I
possibly have had to do such a
hideous thing on purpose?
SHORTSIGHTED WOMAN
Why did you have to blind me? You
could have blinded him.
LONER LEADER
I have no idea what you’re talking
about. The drugs are messing with
your head. If I were you, I’d try
and be a little braver about the
whole thing. Now get up and give me
the knife, or I’ll hit you and take
it by force.
Shortsighted Woman says nothing. She’s still holding the knife in a threatening manner.
LONER LEADER (CONT’D)
Here I come.
Loner Leader signals to Loner Narrator, who goes over to Shortsighted Woman. She grabs the hand holding the knife and they begin to fight. Loner Leader speaks close to Loner Narrator’s head, so that the Shortsighted Woman, who is now
SHORTSIGHTED WOMAN
I swear I’m going to kill you.
LONER LEADER
No, don’t, please. Let go of my
hair, you’re hurting me.
Shortsighted Woman has grabbed Loner Narrator by the hair and now stabs her in the stomach. Loner Leader stays close so that it seems it’s really her fighting Shortsighted Woman and groans in pain with each stab.
LONER LEADER (CONT’D)
Have mercy, please, [groans] don’t
kill me. Just think [groans] that
when someone [groans] goes blind,
one of their other senses [groans]
is heightened. Touch, hearing,
smell [groans]. You’ll smell
better, hear better. You’ll feel
things with your fingers and know
what it is you’re touching
[groans].
Silence. Loner Narrator has been dead some time now. Shortsighted Woman raises herself up a little. She feels out the dead woman’s body with her hands and takes her pulse. She puts down the bloody knife, wipes her hands and gets up. That is when Loner Leader begins her monologue again. Shortsighted Woman jumps in fear.
LONER LEADER (CONT’D)
You could also catch a dog in the
woods and train it to guide you.
Dogs can do that, you know. I’ll
help you catch a dog myself. Now
that I think of it, your sense of
touch may already be heightened.
Let’s find out right now. I’ll put
something in your hand and you tell
me what it is. Okay?
Loner Leader gives her something and closes her hand around it tight.
LONER LEADER (CONT’D)
Make a fist. Feel what it is, feel
its shape. It’s not difficult.
Shortsighted Woman falls down and screams. Loner Leader continues to squeeze her fist.
LONER LEADER (CONT’D)
What is it? What is it? I’ll give
you a little more time to guess but
I can’t wait much longer. What is
it?
Shortsighted Woman screams. Loner Leader lets go of her hand. She opens her fist and her palm is covered blood.
LONER LEADER (CONT’D)
Time’s up. It’s a small razor
blade.
LONER LEADER (CONT’D)
It seems your sense of touch hasn’t
improved yet but it’ll happen,
you’ll see. Now get up. If you
carry on acting like this I’m going
to leave you here and I don’t think
you’ll manage to find meeting point
two on your own.