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Cactus Gauge

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Segment opens at dusk in a large field, scattered with old, rusty cars all about. A small shed of a house sits off of a tree line, looking abandoned and broken down.

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Nightmare sits, slightly limped over on the ground. A slight trail of blood running from his leg, the results of his managers 'training sessions'. Ericka Sands walks around the corner, small zip bag in hand.

 

Sands: I guess a congratulations is in order.

 

Sands: You're the quickest OCW member to hit irrelevancy.

 

Sands: You know you're irrelevant, don't you?

 

Nightmare continues to stare at the ground.

 

Sands: It's time for a change. You're wasting my time and I don't waste my time.

 

Ericka giggles.

 

Sands: Even Cactus Gauge is more relevant than you are.

 

Ericka slams the bag on a small, make shift table.

 

Sands: CACTUS MOTHER FUCKING GAGUE AND HIS SHITTY ASS CAJUN ACCENT, IS MORE RELEVANT THAN YOU ARE! HE WAS JUST PUSHING PIZZA'S OUT OF HIS ASS CRACK AND NOW HE GETS MATCHES WHILE YOU'VE BEEN FORGOTTEN!

 

Ericka composes her self for a moment, Nightmare still not moving.

 

Sands: But... Really, this isn't your fault. This is my fault. I haven't given you what you need to be successful.

 

Sands: That changes today. Today, I will open your eyes.

 

Ericka walks over to Nightmare, who is still slumped over. Grabbing his mask from the back.

 

Sands: You want your eyes open, don't you - Nightmare? With your eyes open you will be able to see more than you have ever seen before.

 

Ericka slowly removes Nightmares mask, with no reaction from his slightly limp body. Ericka tosses the mask over to the side.

 

Sands: What would you like to see, when you're eyes are finally open?

 

Ericka rubs Nightmares head.

 

Sands: You're desires? You're wants? You're needs?

 

Ericka grabs Nightmares forehead and jerks his head backwards.

 

Sands: Or will you see your own massacre?

 

Ericka jams a loaded syringe into Nightmares neck. Quickly emptying it's contents into Nightmares bloodstream. Nightmare gives out a quick grunt and grimace.

 

Sands: You've got 10 cc's of flakka pulsing through your body.

 

Sands: It's now only a matter of time and your eyes will be open.

 

Nightmare beings to breath heavy and flex as he grabs his head. The breathing and grunting increase as the flakka pulses through Nightmares body. Nightmare gives out one last grunt as he smashes his mask which is laying on the side of him.

 

As Ericka leaves the room, she pauses as Nightmare smashes his own mask.

 

Sands: Now you're beginning to see. Soon you will be ready. Soon everyone will see what I've always seen. Soon ... there will be no masked man.

 

Scene ends with Ericka laughing as she leaves the room, leaving Nightmare throwing the abandoned furniture around the room, dealing with this hallucinate in his body.

 

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