WAR OF THE WAYWARDS
PRELIMINARY SCRIPT
WITHDRAWAL SCENE

FADE IN:

A GRASSY FIELD OF BATTLE. SUNSET. A YOUNG SCARED LOOKING PRIVATE (PLAYED BY PRE D-DAY CHRISNER) CLUTCHING HIS MUSKET AND CONCEALED BY FALLEN LOGS STARES ACROSS THE FIELD TO A FAR TREELINE SHROUDED IN FOG AND MIST.

A SERGEANT (PLAYED BY POST D-DAY CHRISNER) APPROCHES QUIETLY FROM BEHIND. HE IS HAGGARRD LOOKING WITH A FIVE DAY BEARD AND SUNKEN EYES INDICATING A LACK OF SLEEP. HIS BATTLE SCARRED UNIFORM HANGS LOOSLY. A STUB OF AN UNLIT CIGAR HANGS FROM HIS MOUTH.

SARGE
Any signs of the Waywards Private?

Private Chrisner looks up hopefully to Sarge.

PRIVATE CHRISNER
No Sarge. Nothing but the fog. Maybe we whipped em Sarge.
Maybe they are on the run. Maybe the war is over.

Sarge pats the young soldier reassuringly on the shoulder.

SARGE
Son, you heard General Believer and Colonel Melody.
This will be a long, long fight and we have to remain vigilant.
We can’t let them link up again.
That must be prevented at all costs.

Private Chrisner reaches into his backpack and pulls out some hardtack, looks up to Sarge and offers it to him.

PRIVATE CHRISNER
Sarge, maybe you should take this.
You have lost a lot of weight lately.

Sarge stares across the field to the fog mindlessly rubbing at his chest wound he received on the first day of the war.

SARGE
No thanks son. I am never hungry anymore.

Sarge and Private Chrisner stare toward the fog.

PRIVATE CHRISNER
But Sarge, I still don’t understand.
When the war started the Waywards told us they didn’t want to hurt us. The said it was only about them.

Sarge removes his cigar and spits.

SARGE
Son.......They lied.

Wow....that's all I can say right now

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Potential subsequent scene...

(Private Chrisner....one of the Waywards actually comes out of the fog!)

Check it out!

The Sarge Saga could continue....

Hi Chrisner, (Hope your weekend basketball games went well.)

On our way to church this morning, my husband told me about a vivid dream he had last night and the immediate interpretation of it. He said he dreamt he was being held prisoner by this huge oppression, like an enemy camp in a war. Somehow, he bobs and weaves and breaks free from the camp and is able to board a bus, even if the snipers are shooting at him to try to keep him under bondage.

Then he said "It was if my time in the prison camp was during this time I've been 'wayward'"....it was the first time he has actually used that word to describe his A.

Then he continued that it was huge effort to bust through the fences and avoid the sniper shots til he got on the bus to freedom from the oppression.

I likened the sniper shots as being the attempts of the demonic forces trying to keep him trapped with lying thoughts and negative media stimuli and even arguments with me before I learned how to moderate my biting statements.

Hope others who missed it can enjoy your great excerpt and I also wanted to share my husband's exciting dream with you.

Ace