Act III Finale Trailer
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[VOICES ECHO INDICATING LOCATION IN TUNNELS]
ARUN
”– turned from the bridegroom’s door.
He went like one that hath been stunned,
And is of sense forlorn:
A sadder and a wiser man,
He rose the morrow morn.”1
[EXHALE OF COMPLETION, ACCOMPANIED BY POLITE CLAPPING]
LAVERNE
Thank you, Arun. That was lovely.
CELIA
Hmmm.
ARUN
E-Everything alright, Celia? Not a fan of Coleridge?
UNNAMED
We have heard it a few times now.
ARUN
Yeah… well… the library is a touch limited down here.
LAVERNE
[Playfully] You want to ask them to bring back something to read from up top? Like that ‘magazine’?
[DISCOMFITED NOISES AS THEY REMEMBER THE ‘MAGAZINE’]
CELIA
[Anxious] No, it’s fine. I like the poem. I’m just… worried.
UNNAMED
They haven’t been gone long.
ARUN
You know the path that they walk. No harm can come to them.
CELIA
I know, I just… I…
LAVERNE
What is it?
CELIA
I keep hearing things. Something’s going on up there. And I don’t like it.
UNNAMED
I’ve heard it too. The city’s excited about something.
LAVERNE
Not just up there…
ARUN
Laverne?
LAVERNE
I, uh, I got a bit too close to the stairs yesterday.
[ANXIOUS NOISES]
UNNAMED
[Sharply] Seriously? Did they see you?
LAVERNE
No. But… there were more watchers.
CELIA
What do you mean ‘more’? There’s two. One each side.
LAVERNE
Not anymore. I didn’t get a good look, but… there must have been about four or five.
UNNAMED
You think something’s happening?
CELIA
I don’t like it!
ARUN
Have faith! The prophets shall protect us.
UNNAMED
Like they protected Song and Christopher?
ARUN
That was our fault!
UNNAMED
Uh-huh!
ARUN
We became arrogant, attracted attention. They’re the Chosen, they’re not all-powerful.
CELIA
Whatever. I still don’t like it, okay? I’m worried! Something’s… coming. Something big. And I doubt it’s friendly.
LAVERNE
Look at it this way. The world’s already ended… how much worse can it be?
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The Rime of the Ancient Mariner, by Samuel Taylor Coleridge ↩