I have just spent the last half hour rushing this together. I have not sorted out everything yet but I have a good idea of where things are going to go. I am going home now, and won't be back on till later on tomorrow.
1243 AD: Just outside of London, England.
A man is walking through a forest, his eyes darting back and forth. The mist is getting thicker. He finds a large tree and hides behind it, panting. He peers out from behind the trunk and scans the forest. Nothing is moving. He sighs, relieved. He pushes himself off the tree and starts walking again. He reaches a cave and darts inside, bats flying out in surprise. He finds a patch of earth and buries a key.
Narator: "And so a legend begins. The Key of Zonino will lie here untouched for over 700 centuries, its power increasing with every passing day, pulsating, waiting to be found by the next bearer of the power. It will be written in the "Legend of Zonino " of this cave and its powers... but it won't be found by a warrior or by a king, but found by the least likely bearer of such power... The END OF DOOM begins..."
Theme tune. Godspeed You Black Emperor - Storm (first 4 minutes).
Title: THE DROWNED IN SOUND CHRONICLES: THE END OF DOOM
An Unlikely Hero
ChrisJabe is walking along Tottenham Court road. His MP3 player battery gave out and is not in a good mood. His phone rings.
ChrisJabe: "Yeah, whut?"
ChrisJabe: "Look Royter I ain't in the mood, the fucking tube was cancelled."
RH: "I'd blame Boris, but to I hold ClicheGuevara more responsible."
CJ: "I'll speak to you later yeah?"
RH: "Yeah, cool. Is it raining there yet?"
Thunder strikes over head.
CJ runs for cover into the nearest shop. He has never seen it before and will never see it again.
The shop door goes DING
CJ: "Hello? Anyone about?"
The door slams shut behind him. Scouting for Girls are on.
CJ: This place looks like a hell hole.
He wanders around picking up random objects. A clock here, a golf club there, a Pink Floyd vinyl.
CJ: What a load of bollocks.
He wanders over to the radio to change it to 6Music. He checks his watch.
CJ: George Lamb is still on.
The radio is switched off. Suddenly a shot gun is cocked.
UNKNOWN: Don't touch a fucking thing.
UNKNOWN: Nope. I can't see who you are, come into the light.
CJ walks into the shaft of light, holding his hands up, nervously.
UNKNOWN: Ah, so it is you. I have been waiting for you to come here for a long time.
CJ: How do you know me?
UNKNOWN: I know a lot about you... my name is Mike Diver.
MD: No, Diver, like a lesbian into muff.
MD: Do you know why you are here?
CJ: I don't think so. Well, it was raining outside...
CJ turns to the window and it is glorious sunshine outside.
CJ: Well, it was.
MD: You have brought here by destiny. It is your fate.
CJ: Look, I am running late, I really should b-
MD: Have you heard of a group called "Drowned In Sound"?
CJ Stops. he turns to face MD, his face white. He swallows.
CJ: Erhm... No. I have not.
CJ grabs at his collar, scratching his neck. He is sweating.
MD: You are ChrisJabe of the Drowned In Sound. I know it. You are lying to me. You are here because you are the only one who can save the Key of Zonino.
CJ: The what?
MD: The Key of Zonino. It unlocks unimaginable power. If it finds the wrong hands... it could spell the END.
CJ: You are joking right?
MD slides into a pouch hanging from a hook on the wall. He pulls out an engraved box, on which there is the marking of an anchor.
MD: You recognise this symbol Mr Jabe don't you?
CJ: No seriously, I have not.
MD: Take this. Take it to Mirri. She will know what to do with it.
CJ: Look dude, I don't know what this is. I don't know who Mirri is!
MD: I know you are lying. Promise me something.
CJ looks at the old man. He sees his eyes are bloodshot.
MD: You must not let Aishpra get a hold of this.
MD: LISTEN TO ME. It is imperative you get this to Mirri before tomorrow night. The fate of the world hinges on it.
CJ is being slowly ushered out of the shop backwards.
CJ: I... I...
MD: There is only so much I can tell you. By the power of Craine I wish you the best of luck.
MD: Good luck, ChrisJabe.
CJ Grabs a wall, stopping the movement out of the shop.
CJ: What if I fail? What will happen? Why should I believe you?
MD: There is too little time. It is your destiny. If you fail... It will be THE END OF DOOM.
With that CJ is thrown out of the shop into the sunlight. It blinds him.
CJ: What the fuck...
CJ dusts himself off, and looks up where the shop was seconds before. It is gone.
CJ: This is bullshit.
CJ looks at the box. Of course he had seen the anchor... but that was a long time ago... when things were better, were blue. He gets up, smiles to himself, trying to reassure himself.
CJ: That was mental.
CJ walks to the end of the road but is stopped by a big black and hot rod red motorbike.
SHANDYHOLMES: Chris? Chris man, you look like you need a ride. Hop on?
CJ: Sure... y'know where Mirri is?
CJ jumps on the bike, his bag on his lap.
SHANDYHOLMES: I know more than you'll ever know.