Suddenly, as if instantaneously, KELSEY jumps up, ready to run or fight or both. KELSEY’s voice fills the air with a delirious, groggy, echo. Rain patters slowly against the deck above.
Where’s the fire!?
There is no response. A steady ocean current can be heard pounding against the hull of the ship. Thunder echoes in the distance & the rain remains steady. The ship lurches slightly in the current.
Ugh, my brain is broken.
There is no response outside of a slight rustling coming from KELSEY’s bag & the thrashing of waves against the ship outside.
You shut your mouth. I could’ve used the bag to break my fall you know… ugh, if I lost another tooth, I’m having turtle stew tonight.
There is no response. The ocean current beats heavier still & the ship aches with each strike. KELSEY is still in quite a bit of pain, stretching & rubbing.
Okay, you’re right, that’s too far, I’m sorry… but toothless is not a good look for me.
There is no response outside of a slight rustling coming from KELSEY’s bag. KELSEY lets out a dry cough of a laugh that echoes in the wet bowels of the ship. KELSEY keeps coughing from laughter, lungs clearly not ready for such excitement yet.
You never know, potential paramours could show up at any time.
There is no response. KELSEY snorts. The ocean current beats heavily & the rain continues to fall as the ship gives an ominous lurch.
You wish! Unless it’s another turtle, I think I have a better shot than you do.
With a booming crash of wave against ship, the entire hull breaks open & large swaths of water flood in. The ship cracks like thunder though no lightning flashes. KELSEY grunts & is thrown off balance but remains upright, resigned to do what needs to be done. The ship lays sideways on the shoreline, already half flooded with water & taking on more by the second.
KELSEY splashes to an opening in the hull of the ship where water now floods in
Okay, so we either swim out or climb out but we have like, 30 seconds to decide.
There is no response outside a vigorous rustling coming from KELSEY’s bag.
Well of course, that’s your plan!
KELSEY reaches into the bag & pulls out TURTLE & tosses them gently through the opening in the hull with a soft plop, as the waves crash over the ship. KELSEY yells out after TURTLE.
You know I don’t like swimming!
A particularly large wave crashes over the ship & it lurches with a loud crack.
I’m seriously going to kill that turtle.
KELSEY’s bag is zippered shut with a determined force. KELSEY speaks, muttering, breathing heavy, preparing to act.
You’ve got this. Okay? You can do this. You hear me? You stupid, stupid, idiot… you understand? You’ve got this.
KELSEY barrels forward, huge splashes in each lunge, & jumps headfirst through the opening of the hull, pushing back agains a rush of waves. The rain continues to fall, consistent & non-threatening against the roar of the ocean.