When the Wind Blows
By: Annalynn Roe
NARRATOR: Unseen person used to describe the setting and acknowledge the passage of time.
CHRISTINE: A second year college student, easy going but easily spooked; she has a habit of procrastinating.
MELANIE: A second year college student, majoring in drama; she is a close friend to Christine.
The central room of a college library; additionally furnished with a study lounge and computers.
Set during a cold February night with an impending snowstorm.
NARRATOR: A frigid wind blows on a cold February evening, keeping most of Philadelphia's residents tucked away inside the warm confines of their homes. Those still out move briskly through the cold toward their final destinations.
[Doors open and CHRISTINE appears, rushing to close the doors behind her.]
CHRISTINE: Gosh, it's freezing!
MELANIE: Christine? Finally, you're here! We need to get started on our term paper or we'll never get finished.
CHRISTINE: Yeah, sorry. I got caught up talking to Prof. Galen.
MELANIE: [Laughs] Oooh, Prof. Galen? No wonder you're so late.
CHRISTINE: [Blushing] Shut up! You know I suck at Physics. Are we going to get started or not?
MELANIE: Alright, alright. What did you decide the topic was going to be?
CHRISTINE: [Sighs] Well, I'd been thinking about racial profiling. Or maybe forest conservation – totally different, but it would be easy; don't you think?
MELANIE: This is for Hathaway's class, right?
MELANIE: I wouldn't suggest anything to do with the environment, then. I swear half my class decided to do theirs on pollution or wildlife endangerment or conservation. One look at the topic sentence and your grade would plummet.
CHRISTINE: Profiling it is then. Want to help me get started?
[MELANIE scoffs and shakes her head.]
MELANIE: Don't think I'm going to be doing this thing for you. I'll help with the formatting and proofing; otherwise I'm here for moral support. This is your term paper.
CHRISTINE: I know, I know. We had this conversation the other day. Let's find a computer.
[CHRISTINE and MELANIE walk to the back of the library, where two rows of five computers face one another.]
[They set there things beside two computers and seat themselves next to one another. CHRISTINE pulls a notebook from her bag, and flips it to a specific page.]
I've got a few points written down – I thought of a few subtopics while I was brainstorming.
MELANIE: Alright. I'll show you a basic outline and you can follow the formatting.
[MELANIE's phone goes off and she checks the screen.]
Let's try and make this quick, there's a snowstorm heading our way.
CHRISTINE: No problem, I can have this done in an hour and a half. We'll be out of here in no time.
MELANIE: That should be fine. The warning says it won't hit until about seven.
NARRATOR: The two get to work. Christine begins the assignment and works to finish quickly. Occasionally Melanie points out an error or key point. The hour and a half passed swiftly and it is not long before Christine finishes.
CHRITINE: [proudly] Done! All that's left is to print everything.
[MELANIE glances out a high window and notices the darkening sky.]
MELANIE: Well, let's hurry.
[The wind begins to howl.]
I think we're working on borrowed time, now.
CHRISTINE: It won't take but a second and we can go.
[CHRISTINE stands and starts for the printer when the lights flicker and the room goes dark.]
What the heck?
MELANIE: [Sighs.] Looks like the storm cut the power. We'll have to wait for it to come back on.
CHRISTINE: [Sits heavily in her seat.] Talk about bad timing. Sorry, Mel.
[MELANIE stands and begins to walk away.]
MELANIE: It's fine. Stay here, I'm going to see if I can't find a flashlight.
[Exit MELANIE. Silence.]
CHRISTINE: [Apprehensive.] It's eerie being in here like this.
[A sudden crash catches CHRISTINE off guard and she shrieks, leaping from her seat.]
Oh my God, what was that? Is someone there? I thought everyone had left.
[Silence continues and CHRISTINE becomes unnerved.]
[Another crash sounds and CHRISTINE screams. A ray of light cuts through the dark. Enter MELANIE.]
MELANIE: Good grief, Christi. Calm down. I could hear you two rooms over.
CHRISTINE: [Points toward the noise.] There's something in there!
MELANIE: [Rolls eyes.] Are you sure it's not just the wind?
CHRISTINE: Yes, I'm sure! There's something there!
[Sighing MELANIE walks into the other room. CHRISTINE stands fearfully, fiddling with a strand of hair as she waits for MELANIE's return. There is an exclamation followed by the sound of falling books. Silence ensues.]
I should see what's up. But, I don't want to go in there!
[As CHRISTINE takes a tentative step toward the room MELANIE returns. CHRISTINE is clearly relieved. A cat struggles in MELANIE's arms.]
MELANIE: Here's your little spook.
CHRISTINE: [Startled.] What's a cat doing in the library?
MELANIE: Who knows? Maybe he snuck in after someone earlier today.
[The power returns.]
Oh, good. Hurry and print out your paper so we can get out of here. Hopefully we can make it to the dorms before we turn into popsicles.
CHRISTINE: [Takes the cat.] We're bringing him with us, right?
MELANIE: I can't see leaving him here.
CHRISTINE: Awesome! Hold him for a second, so I can get everything.
NARRATOR: Five minutes pass until Christine has her things and the two are ready to leave.
CHRISTINE: [Thoughtfully.] I think we should name him Snowy. You know, since we found him during a snowstorm?
MELANIE: [Deadpans.] Christine. There isn't a speck of white on that cat.
CHRISTINE: I suppose you're right… But what should we name him?
MELANIE: I don't know. Spook.
CHRISTINE: Hmm, you know what? I like it! [To the cat.] Do you like the name Spook, Spook?
[The cat meows. CHRISTINE laughs.]
MELANIE: Okay, the cat has a name. Can we go now?
CHRISTINE: Alright, let's go!
[Exit MELANIE. Exit CHRISTINE.]