BY SOLO
EPISODE 1
EPISODE 1
The young woman, brown hair, brown eyes and unfortunately
short of stature, sat perfectly still, her eyes glued to the television
screen before her. Five centimeters infront of her right hand rested a
plate and atop this plate were five double-coated chocolate tim tams. Next
to the plate was a long thin glass of coke. Droplets of condensation slowly
made their way down the length of the glass but the young woman ignored
their movement.
Reflected in her unwavering gaze is the shape of a man...an
incrediably hansome man with short spiked dark hair, a cute as hell smile
and eyes sooooooo deep and at times, dark, you could find yourself lost
forever in, stare back at her.
"Will you turn that down?" A male voice cries from another
room in the house.
"Oh bugger off Dad!" the young woman mutters to herself
but she dutifully leans over and turns down the sound on the television
half a square.
The hansome man grins cheekily into the camera and appears
to be talking directly at the young woman, who sits back down and absently
takes a sip from her drink. The man throws a handful of newspaper clippings
into the air as the familiar music drifts through the speakers once again
for another week...
"Its good news week - Some one dropped a bomb somewhere..."
Suddenly the picture on the television flickers and dies.
the screen turns a disconcerting black.
"What the hell?" The young woman mutters loudly. She
looks up - nothing wrong with the power, she thinks staring into the glowing
light bulb above her head.
"What did ya do to the TV?" she calls loudly but no one
answers her cries.
Everything has gone silent...the young woman can not
even hear the television in the other room blarring and the sound of voices
is conspiciously absent from the rest of the house. In fact, she can not
even hear the old clock out in the lounge room ticking away as she always
can when she is alone at night. What is going on? she thinks worridly to
herself.
She reaches out, flicks off the television and flicks
it back on again...still no GNW. The young woman, though worried, is slowly
beginning to get annoyed. She is missing her favorite show and she doesn't
know why. Abruptly an intense bright blue light shines through her window
from beneath the pale cream blinds. "huh?"
Theyoung woman blinks her brown eyes warily and stands
up. Walking over to the window, she tries to peer between the blinds to
see what is going on outside, but the light is too bright for her to make
anything out.
Quickly she makes a decision unaware that this one decision
made at this one point in time will effect her entire life.
Within moments she has opened the back door and has quietly
slipped outside. Racing around to the back yard, she suddenly finds herself
surrounded by the strange blue glow that seems to come from everywhere
and no where at once.
It is only then, once she has reached the middle of the
back yard, does she realise that her feet will carry her body no further.
She attempts to step back and finds she can not head in that direction
either. in fact she cannot move at all
"Help!" she tries to scream, but the words freeze in
her throat. Slowly she raises her eyes to the sky. What she sees shocks
her and had she not been completely immobile the sight before her eyes
now may very well have struck her dumb.
There was a ship hovering scant meters above her head.
A ship that appeared to be stuck to a pile of rock. An oddly shaped ship
with the name "titanic II" emblazoned accross its bow. the strange blue
light seemed to be originating from the stern of this strange yet oddly
comforting futuristic looking vessel - strnage but to the young woman,
the ship would have looked more at home under the ocean rather than hovering
in the air above her head. A flurosceant light shoots out from the bow
of the ship, where the hull meets the rocks and surrounds
her frozen form. She feels her body grow lighter, her vision blurs and
her stomach rises to rest somewhere in her throat.
The young woman glanced down and nearly threw up - she
was several feet off the ground.
Dragging her eyes back to the ship above her, she realised
it was slowly growing larger.
As she watched, a hatch opened in the side of the hull.
Slowly she was sucked towards it...
What will happen next?
Just who the hell is this young woman?
What is the Titanic II?
Who are on board this strange ship?
And just what was Paul's monologue about?
For the answers to these and many more ridiculous questions.
Stay tuned for the next exciting episode of...DAAS KAPITAL REVIVED.