Alexis lost a bet. Now, she must venture into the abandoned home of the formerly living Abigail Caldwell to take something while her friends wait outside. Unfortunately, this house is not empty. There is someone waiting for Alexis. Someone who has been alone for such a long time. The Lady in White.
The excerpt below is from my play, The Bottom of the Lake, available from Theatrefolk. The play itself mixes many genres but this is pretty much a straight up ghost story. Enjoy!
(Alexis enters the house. The only light coming from her flashlight.)
ALEXIS: This isn’t so bad. Just an old house. An old, dusty, decrepit house. There’s nothing to be scared of. (Bumps into something. Screams.) Crap! (Flashlight pans around on dolls.) Wow, she did have a lot of dolls. Maybe I should just take one of those and . . . (We hear a cat’s meow.) Well, that’s cliché. Here, kitty, kitty. Where are you? I bet you’re not scared. (Moves the flashlight around. Hears movement behind her. Cat makes screeching sound and then runs.) Or you are. (Hears a noise and quickly turns.) Who’s there? (Sees nothing.) I’m just letting Molly get to me. Nothing here but me, creepy dolls and a cat. (Hears children laughing.) And laughing children. (Looks around with flashlight.) I gotta get out of here. (Flashlight starts to flicker and then cuts off and Alexis is left in the dark.) Okay, okay. Relax. Just slowly make your way to the door that you left open. (Footsteps are heard.) Oh god. Who’s there? (More movement is heard. We hear Alexis bumping into things.) Oh, man. (Breathing is heard. Alexis stops moving. Her flashlight starts to slowly flicker on. Alexis begins slowly moving the light around. After a moment, her flashlight finds the Lady in White, a ghostly figure dressed in white and obviously dead. She is looking at Alexis, who is completely frozen. The Lady in White starts moving closer to her. Alexis continues to stare, unable to move. The Lady in White ends up right in front of her. Alexis looks as if she is about to cry. Silence fills the space.)
LADY IN WHITE: Did you come to play? (Alexis struggles to speak.)
ALEXIS: Wh . . . I . . . what?
LADY IN WHITE: Did you come to play? (Silence)
ALEXIS: Uh . . . no.
LADY IN WHITE: That’s too bad.
ALEXIS: Are you--?
LADY IN WHITE: I am.
ALEXIS: Holy crap.
LADY IN WHITE: I assure you, there’s nothing holy in this house. (Alexis looks scared.) You’re afraid.
ALEXIS: Seems like a natural feeling.
LADY IN WHITE: I suppose. (Lady in White walks away from Alexis and over to a window and looks out.)
ALEXIS: Look, I just came to--
LADY IN WHITE: Take something. I know.
ALEXIS: But how could you--
LADY IN WHITE: I was watching from the window. (Lady in White turns to her.) It wasn’t the drapes. (Begins wandering through the room.) I’m glad you came. I’ve been rather lonely all these years with just
my dolls. And the children, of course. (Looks at Alexis) You heard their laughter, I suppose?
LADY IN WHITE: (Looks off.) When I hear them laugh, I relive it all again. Every painful moment. (Pause.) They said I murdered them, but how could I murder the only things I ever loved? (Pause.) They were like me. Damaged. (Looks at Alexis)
ALEXIS: Then why did you let them die? (Lady in White turns on her angrily.)
LADY IN WHITE: What did you say?
ALEXIS: I . . . uh . . .
LADY IN WHITE: How dare you come into my house and accuse me of such things?
ALEXIS: I’m sorry. I just heard-- (The Lady in White stares at her.)
LADY IN WHITE: You shouldn’t always trust what you hear. (Begins walking around the room.) I had locked them in their rooms because they wouldn’t listen to me. Unruly children need to be punished. (Silence) When the fire started, I rushed upstairs. The doors were so hot and flames . . . were everywhere. I couldn’t breathe, and the next thing I knew, I was outside on the porch. I tried to get back in but it was too late. So I sat and waited. (Silence.) They sent me away and when I got out . . . I came back here. To the only home I’ve ever known.
ALEXIS: How did you die?
LADY IN WHITE: (Lady in White turns to her.) They murdered me. The ones who believed that I was responsible for the children’s . . . (Stops herself and looks out a window.) They tied me up and locked me inside the closet. The one in the attic. The same one I was locked in as a child. I pleaded with them, but they didn’t listen.
ALEXIS: I’m sorry.
LADY IN WHITE: Are you?
ALEXIS: Yeah. (Lady in White smiles slightly.)
LADY IN WHITE: Then perhaps you could do me a favor . . .
What is this favor that the Lady in White desires? Will Alexis do it? Do she have a choice? Will she see her friends again or will she be . . . condemned? Head over to read more at Theatrefolk by clicking the play title at the beginning or you could just click the picture below.
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