Int. Room. DAY

Popwhore sitting on a couch crying in a room decorated by an adolescent mind.

A woman enters the room. She stands besides Popwhore.

WOMAN
There is this hole in my slip and i have no idea how it got there. any clues?
POPWHORE
No.

WOMAN
It really pisses me off. you think i dont notice these things, but i do. you do think that, dont you? dont you? dont you? look at me. i notice things, i notice every little *beep* thing.

Popwhore covers her eyes.
She sobs.

WOMAN
The thing you need to realize now and youre gonna realize it real soon, too... there is nothing you can do about this little thing thats happening to you. and even if there was, its a little too late to do anything about it, dont you think? youre wrong when you think this is all a little bit of a bad dream. do you see that? see, if i were to tell you what was really happening. no... you havent been listening - but you will... when i tell you what really happened. interested?

A mystical presence hazes the screen causing the camera to go out of focus.



TO BE CONTINUED...