An Excerpt from
Chapter V
of Act I
Kneeling at the top of the
stairway was a demoniac, moaning like a rabid cat. His jaws had a man by the
throat, who hung limply now, like a rabbit in the teeth of a
predator.
Then, this demon-possessed man
opened his mouth and the bleeding body fell at his feet.
But if this frightened
Professor Ovilstar, it did not show.
"Step aside. And let us pass!"
the professor shouted in a voice that rang across the heavens, "I've faced worse
than you from other spaces and other times!"
"None are worse then me!" the
demoniac called out, in a voice that curdled the blood, "I am the Triad! The
Trinity!"
"You're nothing but a
parasite of the supernatural! And the body you speak through is
just a host!"
"I'll kill you if you don't bow
down!"
But the professor would do
nothing of the sort: "I am under the protection of one who is greater than
you!"
"Ha! Greater than me?
That's quite a claim! What would a man of science know of
spirit?"
"By itself, science misleads!"
the professor said, mindful now to rebuke the enemy's every taunt with a word of
truth that would keep any doubt at bay, "If the physical world is all that there
is, then nothing could exist... because the physical only dies. It
cannot create life."
"The physical creates life all
the time! Naked men and women prove it every night!"
"Life was created only
once, in a forgotten time when all things were aligned... and then, handed
down from that point on. Just look at the laws of survival! Just
look at the struggle for dominance in nature and the death that it creates! Life
would have to come from some other means and by some other laws than the ones
that govern science. Therefore science cannot stand alone! And neither
can you!"
The demoniac made no reply. He
simply dove from his high pedestal. And he came forth on all fours, like an
angry dog, bearing its teeth. His eyes were the deepest crimson, and the
otherworldly tears of blood still ran down his cheeks. Then, the demoniac began
to scream in the voice of a tortured child.
But Professor Ovilstar remained where he was,
standing there like a ray of light in a world of darkness- a flicker of
illumination that was pressed on all sides but would not be put out.
SCENES &
CHARACTERS from ACT II
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