Mémoires meurtrières: The Return Of Mary Bell
Summary: Child murderer Mary Bell turns up to haunt Pleasantville-she doesn't have her sights set on Tommy, but rather any able bodied human... who happens
to be an unsuspecting Goth named Merton Dingle.
Disclaimer: I realize that Mary Bell is probably still alive, but rather than rag on me for that, just
pretend she's dead. Thanks.
Note: Ok this one is rather interesting. Its called My Suicide Letter. Im not exactly sure right now how it's going to go, but we'll see, now wont we?
{Scene: Lair}
{Merton scrambles across his room, shaking his head as he gathers a few belongings. He throws them on his bed, searching for something. When he finds what he is looking for, he throws it into his coffin bag, and rushes out the door. As he does so, Mary appears by his bed.}
Mary: Tick tock...
{Mary vanishes, and the room is left still and quiet.}
{Scene: Pleasantville high: Library}
{Merton is sitting at a large table, flipping through the pages of a book.}
Merton: I've heard of demonic possession, but *flips page* I don't think this is the case... I don't get it...
{Tommy walks in, spotting Merton and sauntering over to the table he's seated at.}
Tommy: I knew I'd find you here... so... what're you up to?
Merton: Reading.
Tommy: I see that, but reading what?
Merton:*looks up to Tommy* Have I been acting strange lately?
Tommy: Well, on a few occasions...
Merton: How was I acting, exactly?
Tommy: I don't know, stranger than usual... if that helps.
Merton: I have a theory as to why... but Im not exactly sure if its correct.
Tommy: Oh yeah, what?
Merton: I think I was possessed...
Tommy: Oh, come on, Merton. You don't actually believe you were *possessed*?
Merton:*To self* And This coming from a werewolf.*shakes head**to Tommy* Yes, I do.
Tommy: Well, by what?
Merton: Ok, the night I thought I tried to walk a girl home, something happened. I thought it was all a dream... but I guess it wasn't.
Tommy: Mary?
Merton: Yeah... her.*pause**to self* Mary?*to Tommy* I bet it was Mary Bell!
Tommy: Mary Bell, you mean the girl I'm doing my report on?
Merton: Yes! That Mary, the child murderer Mary... the Mary that killed 3 people!
Tommy: No, she killed two people. Martin... and... uh... someone else.
Merton: No, Tommy. She killed Chuck.
Tommy: What?
Merton: D'Well, I guess technically it was Me.*pause* but I didn't know I was doing it at the time!
Tommy: Merton?! You killed Chuck?!
Merton: No, Tommy... Mary did.
Tommy: Great, just great. He was the best quarterback on the team!
Merton:*sigh* Tommy, Chuck's dead, and all you're worrying about is his spot on the football team?
Tommy: D'well...
Merton: Ugh, have you heard anything about Chuck on the news?
Tommy: No.
Merton: That must mean no one has found him! C'mon!
Tommy: Merton, wha?
{Scene: Alley}
{Merton and Tommy round the corner. Chuck's body is sprawled out on the ground. His face and arms a light shade of yellow. Merton runs out in front of Tommy, and shoves a piece of paper into Chuck's letterman's jacket pocket.}
Tommy: Merton, what are you doing?
Merton: Nothing, come on, we need to get back to school.
Tommy: But, Merton...
Merton: Just C'mon!
{Scene: Pleasantville High: Café}
{Tommy and Lori are seated at a table. Tommy pushes a cup aside, and sighs.}
Lori: What would have been on the paper?
Tommy: I don't know, anyway- I haven't seen Merton since after we got back to school.
Lori: He's probably off being... strange... again.
Tommy:*laughs* Maybe.
{Merton appears beside the table, his tray in hand.}
Merton: Who's off being strange?
Tommy: No one.
Merton: Ooh, ok. So, you guys up to doing something tonight?
Lori: Not really. My oldest brother's coming into town, figured I would spend time with him.
Merton: What about you, Tommy?
Tommy: Sorry, buddy. Practice runs late tonight. Big game tomorrow.
Merton: Hm, well I guess that makes me the lone ranger.
Tommy: Uh huh.
Merton: So, aren't the History reports due tomorrow?
Lori: No, they're due a week from tomorrow.
Merton: Darn it! And to think I threw it together...
Tommy: Right... anyway- mines coming well, I guess. If you consider a good paragraph a report. Then yeah, its coming along great.
Lori: Tommy, you're supposed to have some kind of visual presentation too.
Tommy: I know, I know, and Im working on it.
Merton: *sigh* this week has been hell on earth, I'll give you that.
{The bell rings, and once again the students file out into the hallway.}
{Scene: Lori's: Drive way}
{Lori exits her house, her brother- Todd following along. Lori gets into the drivers side of a large jeep, her brother climbing into the passengers side.}
Todd: So, what did you have in mind? *sighs* I haven't been in Pleasantville for ages.
Lori: Oh, I figured we would just drive around, catch up.
Todd: Oh, ok.
{Lori pulls out onto the road, and heads down an alley. Right away she notices someone laying in the street. She pulls up to the body, and gets out. Todd once again following.}
Todd: Ugh, what's... *whos* that?
Lori: I think it's Chuck.
Todd: Who's Chuck?
Lori: Uh, I guy on the football team.*pause* Look.... there's something in his pocket.
{Lori leans over, and pulls a white slip of paper from his pocket. She unfolds it and reads it to herself, before reading it aloud.}
Lori: ----My Suicide Letter----
I could have run away, but I changed my mind, you see. I changed it completely. Its not my friends fault, or my families... its mine. I know there will be people that regret that Im gone when they learn of this. I figure things go the way they go for a reason. I figure that things are laid out in front of me, and I must take them as they come. I can't stop what's happening, and I fear I couldn't if I tried. It all seems impossible... it is impossible.
-Chuck
{Lori refolds the paper, and stares down at Chuck's body. As the two are distracted, Mary appears beside the jeep.}
Mary: Time's Up.
END
A/N: Well, this is growing to an enormous size... hm... its sure has taken on a life of its own. Anyway, I hope you liked it!
Summary: Child murderer Mary Bell turns up to haunt Pleasantville-she doesn't have her sights set on Tommy, but rather any able bodied human... who happens
to be an unsuspecting Goth named Merton Dingle.
Disclaimer: I realize that Mary Bell is probably still alive, but rather than rag on me for that, just
pretend she's dead. Thanks.
Note: Ok this one is rather interesting. Its called My Suicide Letter. Im not exactly sure right now how it's going to go, but we'll see, now wont we?
{Scene: Lair}
{Merton scrambles across his room, shaking his head as he gathers a few belongings. He throws them on his bed, searching for something. When he finds what he is looking for, he throws it into his coffin bag, and rushes out the door. As he does so, Mary appears by his bed.}
Mary: Tick tock...
{Mary vanishes, and the room is left still and quiet.}
{Scene: Pleasantville high: Library}
{Merton is sitting at a large table, flipping through the pages of a book.}
Merton: I've heard of demonic possession, but *flips page* I don't think this is the case... I don't get it...
{Tommy walks in, spotting Merton and sauntering over to the table he's seated at.}
Tommy: I knew I'd find you here... so... what're you up to?
Merton: Reading.
Tommy: I see that, but reading what?
Merton:*looks up to Tommy* Have I been acting strange lately?
Tommy: Well, on a few occasions...
Merton: How was I acting, exactly?
Tommy: I don't know, stranger than usual... if that helps.
Merton: I have a theory as to why... but Im not exactly sure if its correct.
Tommy: Oh yeah, what?
Merton: I think I was possessed...
Tommy: Oh, come on, Merton. You don't actually believe you were *possessed*?
Merton:*To self* And This coming from a werewolf.*shakes head**to Tommy* Yes, I do.
Tommy: Well, by what?
Merton: Ok, the night I thought I tried to walk a girl home, something happened. I thought it was all a dream... but I guess it wasn't.
Tommy: Mary?
Merton: Yeah... her.*pause**to self* Mary?*to Tommy* I bet it was Mary Bell!
Tommy: Mary Bell, you mean the girl I'm doing my report on?
Merton: Yes! That Mary, the child murderer Mary... the Mary that killed 3 people!
Tommy: No, she killed two people. Martin... and... uh... someone else.
Merton: No, Tommy. She killed Chuck.
Tommy: What?
Merton: D'Well, I guess technically it was Me.*pause* but I didn't know I was doing it at the time!
Tommy: Merton?! You killed Chuck?!
Merton: No, Tommy... Mary did.
Tommy: Great, just great. He was the best quarterback on the team!
Merton:*sigh* Tommy, Chuck's dead, and all you're worrying about is his spot on the football team?
Tommy: D'well...
Merton: Ugh, have you heard anything about Chuck on the news?
Tommy: No.
Merton: That must mean no one has found him! C'mon!
Tommy: Merton, wha?
{Scene: Alley}
{Merton and Tommy round the corner. Chuck's body is sprawled out on the ground. His face and arms a light shade of yellow. Merton runs out in front of Tommy, and shoves a piece of paper into Chuck's letterman's jacket pocket.}
Tommy: Merton, what are you doing?
Merton: Nothing, come on, we need to get back to school.
Tommy: But, Merton...
Merton: Just C'mon!
{Scene: Pleasantville High: Café}
{Tommy and Lori are seated at a table. Tommy pushes a cup aside, and sighs.}
Lori: What would have been on the paper?
Tommy: I don't know, anyway- I haven't seen Merton since after we got back to school.
Lori: He's probably off being... strange... again.
Tommy:*laughs* Maybe.
{Merton appears beside the table, his tray in hand.}
Merton: Who's off being strange?
Tommy: No one.
Merton: Ooh, ok. So, you guys up to doing something tonight?
Lori: Not really. My oldest brother's coming into town, figured I would spend time with him.
Merton: What about you, Tommy?
Tommy: Sorry, buddy. Practice runs late tonight. Big game tomorrow.
Merton: Hm, well I guess that makes me the lone ranger.
Tommy: Uh huh.
Merton: So, aren't the History reports due tomorrow?
Lori: No, they're due a week from tomorrow.
Merton: Darn it! And to think I threw it together...
Tommy: Right... anyway- mines coming well, I guess. If you consider a good paragraph a report. Then yeah, its coming along great.
Lori: Tommy, you're supposed to have some kind of visual presentation too.
Tommy: I know, I know, and Im working on it.
Merton: *sigh* this week has been hell on earth, I'll give you that.
{The bell rings, and once again the students file out into the hallway.}
{Scene: Lori's: Drive way}
{Lori exits her house, her brother- Todd following along. Lori gets into the drivers side of a large jeep, her brother climbing into the passengers side.}
Todd: So, what did you have in mind? *sighs* I haven't been in Pleasantville for ages.
Lori: Oh, I figured we would just drive around, catch up.
Todd: Oh, ok.
{Lori pulls out onto the road, and heads down an alley. Right away she notices someone laying in the street. She pulls up to the body, and gets out. Todd once again following.}
Todd: Ugh, what's... *whos* that?
Lori: I think it's Chuck.
Todd: Who's Chuck?
Lori: Uh, I guy on the football team.*pause* Look.... there's something in his pocket.
{Lori leans over, and pulls a white slip of paper from his pocket. She unfolds it and reads it to herself, before reading it aloud.}
Lori: ----My Suicide Letter----
I could have run away, but I changed my mind, you see. I changed it completely. Its not my friends fault, or my families... its mine. I know there will be people that regret that Im gone when they learn of this. I figure things go the way they go for a reason. I figure that things are laid out in front of me, and I must take them as they come. I can't stop what's happening, and I fear I couldn't if I tried. It all seems impossible... it is impossible.
-Chuck
{Lori refolds the paper, and stares down at Chuck's body. As the two are distracted, Mary appears beside the jeep.}
Mary: Time's Up.
END
A/N: Well, this is growing to an enormous size... hm... its sure has taken on a life of its own. Anyway, I hope you liked it!