MeZza9

Scene 1 – Enter the refrigerator.

Young chap, of medium height and slim build. Camera follows him closely. He stands before an empty corridor. Bright white walls.

Voice over.

I must have been 5 or 6 at that time.

My sisters and I were playing in the garden. I can remember rays of light coming through the pine needles.

“Beware of the MeZza9,” my younger sister said.

I looked at her bemused.

“What is the MeZza9?”
“It’s an evil monster that eats little boys like you.”
“That’s nonsense!”
“No, it’s not! It’s true.”
“No!”
“If you’re not a good lad the MeZza9 will come for you. There’s no escape.
Tell him, Kath!”

Kath, my oldest sister looked at me and smiled knowingly.

“You see? It’s a fact.”

I still wake up at nights frightened, dripping sweat.
My little sister was right.
MeZza9 is evil.

Looks sideways towards the camera.

An evil bastard who’s been following me all these years.

Cut to:

Two girls, around 7 and 10, laughing loudly and pointing the finger at a 5-yr-old boy.

“The MeZza9 is coming to get you. Run, run as fast as you can.”

Zoom to the face of the boy. He looks frightened. On the verge of tears. He sighs.

“There’s no such thing. NO!”

Cut to:

Camera zooms into the eyes of the lad. Sea-blue eyes. Calm gaze.

It’s getting colder these days.

Steps into the white corridor.

Sound of creaky door.

He disappears into white light.

Fade out.