Doomsday: The Plot Thickens

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Doomsday: The Plot Thickens

Postby DJS » Fri Sep 20, 2013 8:47 am

Backstage, the atmosphere has been rather up and down. From panic to slow worry, much has happened. Staff members can breathe a sigh of relief though, as it appears EVP of Talent Relations, Amy Taylor-Sabbath, is in the building and is on the war-path. Leading a group of three security guards with her, she storms down the walkway like a woman possessed. As she walks, Sarah Michaels rushes up to her with a mic.

SARAH:
Amy, could we get an official word about the threats made earlier in the night by Whi--

AMY:
Sorry. Not now, Sarah.

She pushes her way past everyone in the corridor towards a remote room at the very bottom of the corridor marked “SURVEILLANCE: Authorised Personnel Only!” and stands to the side, directing her attention to the two security guards.

AMY:
Get it opened.

One looks to the other, and the other reaches in his pocket to pull out the giant, oversized wad of keys he is currently the bearer of. Placing one in the lock and opening the door, Amy is lead in by the two security guards to a dark room filled with televisions. In fact the only light we are getting from the actual TVs themselves. On each screen is a time and a date, constantly updating.

AMY:
Right, here's the plan- I chatted to the guys in the production truck and they assured me Whisper's threat wasn't a pre-tape, the signals were live. If they're bringing those hostages AND four of them are booked for a match, then they have to be somewhere in this arena. I've got security scouring the arena right now but it'd help if we can find any clues through the CCTV. Let's start with this one...

Amy points to the far TV as the first security guard sits down at the system.

SECURITY GUARD #1:
Whatever you say, Detective.

AMY:
Not in the mood for jokes, come on.

In the background, the second security guard watches on, his walkie talkie blaring from the back of his belt. He breathes out as he picks it up.

WALKIE-TALKIE:
Rshdjdnufgunfuife-where is your current-fnowfeoiwjhdw?

SECURITY GUARD #2:
This is Alpha 1, we are currently in the Surveillance room with Amy Taylor-Sabbath, I repeat, we are checking the security systems with Ms. Taylor-Sabbath. May require further investigation.

Zipping through the video, Amy watches intently for a sign of some sort until...

AMY:
Wait. Stop. What's that? Go back...

Surely enough, the security guard rewinds back a few further moments to reveal what appears to be Whisper's War emerging from a big metal van literally dragging along hostages in the parking lot.

SECURITY GUARD #1:
Gotcha. Let's keep going...

AMY:
No, no, wait there's only TWO hostages there.

SECURITY GUARD #1:
And?

AMY:
There were three. They made it very clear there were three! Where's the third? How long ago was...

Amy's eyes grow larger as the video continues to run and run, and it's both who and what sees that provokes this reaction. Looks like she just found out what's going on. She shakes her head in horror as she watches...

AMY:
No...not him...

WALKIE-TALKIE:
Rrrsshhhhofiffjfkwf-update on what's-ssshhhrruurdqjdq

The second security guard raises his walkie-talkie up in a flash

SECURITY GUARD #2:
Aggressor identity compromised. Taking immediate action!

Amy turns around to her shock as the first security guard grabs her with his arm around her neck quickly. She tries to fight it off until the door blasts open once again and in comes Ace Andrews and Isabella Raye. Amy looks down to see Ace is holding his own walkie-talkie with a smirk on his face. He peers over at the other two security guards.

ACE:
Well done guys. Hello Amy. Funny what power a cheque-book can have over your security, isn't it?

Amy trembles as Ace walks towards her.

AMY:
You won't bring him here. You won't bring him back.

ACE:
Ah. So you know our secret? Well, you're the first person to find out. All cool, but we can't let anyone else know before the big moment can we? It's okay, you look tired. Here...

He passes a cloth to the security guard holding her and places his hands in his pockets.

AMY:
No...

Ace smirks again as the security guard places it over her mouth and nose, her struggles becoming less and less powerful.

ACE:
Where is your husband to save you now, Amy?

Amy completely fades by this point and is laid down silently on the floor. Ace looks between the two security guards.

ACE:
Lock this room. Deadlock it. She's not going anywhere, you hear me? She tells anyone what she saw, the whole plan is ruined. Come on, Isabella. We have a match to go prepare for.

It is upon the shot of Amy laying motionless on the floor while Ace and Isabella flee the scene that we fade to our next segment.
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