the Script of Warped Reality

Part #1

HARRY– ...You haven't heard, have you?

JASON– Heard what?

HARRY– Jason- Isobella died.

JASON– Laughs Yep, sure she did. Sees look on Harry's face....You're being serious, aren't you? Harry nods slowly. What?I mean, I just don't- when? How? I don't get it- what am I- you'rejoking- I just- you have to be joking, right? That's what's going onhere. Well, sorry to say, but this isn't your best joke Harry.Definitely not your best, since it's not funny at all.

HARRY– I'm not messing with you Jason. She's my sister. I wouldn't makethis stuff up. Jason sinks slowly to the bench seat beside Harrylooking dumbstruck. Harry swings back around towards the notebook.However, just because I didn't make it up, doesn't mean I believeit.

JASON– Looks at Harry, then sees his attention is diverted once againand peers over his shoulder and looks at the mess contained in thenotebook. What are you doing?

HARRY– I found this in one of Isobella's drawers. In a false bottom toone of her drawers to be exact.

JASON– What? But... why would she have that in there? EyesHarry warily And how did you find it?

HARRY– Okay, listen. You have to swear on everything you care about andlive for that not a word of this escapes your lips to anyoneokay? Otherwise we're both in serious trouble, your best friend morethan either of us, and your life will literally be forfeit, if onlyfrom me hunting you down and not anyone else first.

JASON– Taken aback, but humouring Harry sarcastically. Cross myheart and swear to die if I so much as tell my teddy-bear.

HARRY– ...You have a teddy-bear?

JASON– That's beside the point! I promised, so now tell me – why wasthere this manky old notebook in the false bottom of one of my bestfriends drawers?

HARRY– Okay, so, remember that day I got called out of school early, theday Isobella was home because she was supposedly sick? And the charmbracelet I gave her when we were little?

JASON– Yeah?

HARRY– I came home to see her body being loaded into an ambulance readyto be taken off to the morgue, but one wrist was hanging out fromunder the sheet covering the stretcher, the one she would've usuallyworn the bracelet on, but it was bare.

JASON– Couldn't she have just not had it on?

HARRY– No. She promised when I gave it to her that she would always wearit, and since then not a day has passed where it hasn't been on herwrist.

JASON– Well, that's sweet, but doesn't mean they couldn't have justtaken it off her or something.

HARRY– Shakes head They could have. But they didn't. I went andchecked her room when I realised, and sure enough, it was there onher jewellery stand, in the place she puts it when she's asleep. Likeshe left it there for me to find and realise it wasn't her on thestretcher. So then I looked around a bit, and by pure chance foundthe compartment in her drawer where this was, and when I opened it,this fell out. Pulls the note out of his pocket and hands it toJason.

JASON– Holy crap! Are you sure this came out of there? You didn't like,write that, and this is all just an elaborate prank on me?

HARRY– Jason, you've seen my writing. I couldn't write that neat if mylife depended on it.

JASON– Okay, well, yeah, fair point. But this means...

HARRY– She's not dead. And that wasn't her body being taken away. So Imean, I don't know whose body it was, but it sure as hellwasn't hers.