In Decay/Chapter 1.2: The Formation/Transcript

This is the transcript for Chapter 1.2: The Formation.

Pulling Up
George Alder: What a lovely drive.

Ethan Sumner: You're kidding right? You stalled about seven times.

George: You did the hotwiring. I blame you.

Ethan: Layla taught me how to hotwire. I blame her.

Layla Sumner: I say shut up. We're here, Cybertron Collectibles is just around the corner, and, with any luck, we'll have somewhere to rest.

Andrew Collins: Why couldn't you be rational like your sister, Ethan?

Ethan: Piss off.

Shaun Murphy: *sigh*

George: Take Layla to the front of the shop Shaun, let me sort the children.

Shaun: Alright. Come on Layla.

Layla: Right behind you.

(Shaun and Layla head for the shop)

George: This is not the time for petty arguments stemmed from absolutely nothing. If we dissolve from shit like this happening, that's just pathetic. Keep it together. By the looks of it, the shop is protected. Whether Douglas is alive or not, I don't know, but let's catch up with Shaun and Layla. Hopefully they've found some sort of entrance.

Andrew: Yeah, I suppose your right. Nobody should die from a petty argument turned war.

Ethan: Isn't that how the Cold War started?

George: Now you're just being pretend stupid. Come on.

(The three go to meet up with Shaun and Layla)

Knock Knock
Layla: Did you manage to find a better job than Tesco checkout boy before all this started.

Shaun: Hah, no. I would still be doing that today. Maybe there would've been a promotion somewhere, I don't know.

Layla: You did some sort of Engineering GCSE didn't you? I could've asked if there were any jobs at the repair shop going.

Shaun: Yeah, I got an A overall for all my work. I probably should've continued with it, but you know. I couldn't commit myself to another two years of schooling.

Layla: Hah, same here. I just had to get out of that place. Too many assholes and 'holier than thou' teachers.

Shaun: You didn't go to Dusty Springs Secondary School did you?

Layla: No, Truro High School. Lovely city, shitty school. Ethan, our family and I came here when I was about 17, so that would've been five years ago.

(George, Ethan and Andrew arrive)

George: Weren't you meant to be trying to get it the place.

Shaun: We were. There are definitely people in there, they just don't want to open up. Understandable really.

George: Let me see.

(George approaches the door)

George: *knocks* Hey, anybody in there?

Lucy Reddington (Behind the door): George? Fuck, open up, quickly.

(Movement of furniture is heard, and then the door is opened}

Lucy: Oh my god, you're alive.

(Lucy hugs George)

George: Well, still mobile I suppose. Anybody in there we should meet.

Lucy: Yeah, come in.

(Lucy brings the group into the shop)

At Cybertron
Douglas Visser: Hey guys.

Ethan: Hey Doug, so you managed to stay living for the past three months.

Douglas: Hah, barely. Also, the shop isn't getting much business now, so that's my profits out the window.

Ethan: *laughs* But seriously, how did you manage to survive.

Douglas: It wasn't hard when you realize actual zombies act like they are from Resident Evil 6.

Ethan: Yeah, I noticed that too. Seems like the game tells us the future.

Andrew: Shame it doesn't tell us that being stuck in a zombie apocalypse does actually suck.

(Vektor comes through a door)

George: Hey Thad.

Layla: Who is this, I've never met you before?

Vektor: My name is Thaddeus Peterson, but please call me Vektor. Please.

Layla: I will try and remember to do that. No guarentees.

Lucy: You'll get used to it Lay, I had to.

Vektor: It's just a pseudonym I like to use. I am not ashamed of my real name.

Lucy: Yeah you are. Anyway, most of us know eachother, which is handy. George, please tell me you brought your own blankets.

George: Yes, we need. Plus one point to you Shaun.

Shaun: Thanks. Anyone gonna come and help me with these boxes.

Layla: I will.

George: You two go do that.

(Shaun and Layla leave to get the boxes)

DS3 Begins
Ethan: How many of us are here.

Douglas: There was three of us and five of you. That makes six if you can't do maths and eight if you can.

Ethan: Hilarious, poke fun at my D in Maths. So what. What use would it be now.

George: No petty arguments. We've spoken about this.

Andrew: Here is a suggestion, if we want to abide by a set of rules, why don't we create some sort of faction?

Ethan: That is one of the best things I've heard today. I propose we call ot the Dusty Springs Survival Syndicate, or the DS3 for short. Any objections?

(There is silence)

Ethan: Thought not. I now propose myself leader!

George: Yeah, whatever. You still have the same amount of rights as anyone else.

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