Production

(Crash in attic above, dust falls from ceiling) “Did you hear that?” (Dragging footsteps on floorboards) “Someone’s upstairs”. (Lightning flash hits bell) “Look! The church!” (Bell rings, ground quakes, rubble falls) “That thing’s coming down! (Bell rope snaps, whips) “Oooh!” (Bell crashes down off beams inside tower, crows scatter) (Head stones fire skyward) “Tombstones!” (Sea of human-sized hands clapping) “Would you listen to that noise?” “Peah!” “Stay back lads”. (Scream) “Take it easy!” “That’s not going to change”. “Do we have to kill him?” “Why are you looking at me? I don’t know”. (Beast screeches, breathes, screams echo) “What the bloody hell was that?” “Not good”. “Very, very bad”. (Slaps face) “Argh!” “Wake up. Wake UP!” “Urgh”. (Body fall) “What a wonderful gesture, a-do you know Mr Tash personally?” “Why, yes!” “Please pass onto Mr Tash my heartfelt thanks and good wishes in return would you?” (Robotic hand clamps head) “Aah!” (Drill placed to head) “Uuff” (Coughs) (Zap, drills head, uploads brain) “Aaaw, hah?” (Blown into water, struggles to stay afloat) (Bathwater, wind picks up, chair creaks as craft appears) “Spaceship, in the skies, that’s mine!” (Screaming occupants overhead) “That’s mine!” (Water splash) “Desmond! Just stop now”. (Screams echo, guitar plays) “Come from the land of the ice and snow, where the midnight sun, where the hot springs blow”.