chapter 3
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 JOHN'S BEDROOM. SAME DAY.
 John's room is just as messy as it was last night. His
 blankets and sheets are on his bed. It is as unmade as ever.
 On the barren floor is a laptop computer. John sits on the
 floor and types. On the computer screen is a website called
 Magus-Net. John types in an instant-message program. He's
 smoking.
 He opens up an instant message window with WICCACUTIE_66
 Note: The rest of this dialogue occurs only in the Instant
 Message window. Everytime John enters text, a Ding is heard.
 Everytime anyone else enters text, a Dong is heard.

 SILKCUT_11

 Cutie? You there?

 THERE IS A MOMENTARY PAUSE.

 SILKCUT_11 (CONT'D)

 

 Cutie?

 WICCACUTIE_66

 Hey John. Been awhile.

 SILKCUT_11

 Not a personal call. Need info.

 WICCACUTIE_66

 Shoot.

 SILKCUT_11

 Got a new case with an old wrinkle.

 Someone's been stealing.

 WICCACUTIE_66

 Oh, your usual deal? A distraught

 husband doesn't get custody of the

 family dog, so he pinches it for

 himself?

 SILKCUT_11

 Not dogs.

 HE TAKES A DRAG.

 SILKCUT_11 (CONT'D)

 Someone's been stealing souls. 

 HE LEANS BACK AND EXHALES. ANOTHER LONG PAUSE. HE TAKES
 ANOTHER DRAG

 WICCACUTIE_66

 Souls? 

 WICCACUTIE_66 (CONT'D)

 John, what are you mixed up in?

 JOHN EXHALES.

 SILKCUT_11

 I don't know. 

 HE LOOKS AT HIS OPEN MINI-FRIDGE. HE USES IT AS A BOOKSHELF.
 THERE IS A STACK OF COMPOSITION BOOKS INSIDE. THEY HAVE
 LABELS ON THEIR SPINES LIKE "SIGILS" "GHOSTS" AND "FAIRY
 MAGICKS". 

 JOHN PICKS ONE UP LABELLED "ANGELS"

 SILKCUT_11 (CONT'D)

 But I think I'm gonna need some help.
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