LIGHTS UP ON:

 

                                  Two chairs, on opposite sides of the

                                  stage, one with a small table in front

                                  of it with a desk phone. In one chair

                                  sits JENNY, who is swiping left and

                                  right on her phone. She’s definitely

                                  on Tinder.

 

                                  In the other chair sits ALIX, wearing

                                  a phone headset, and laying out tarot

                                  cards on the table.

 

                                  JENNY

           Lame.

                                  She swipes left.

                                  JENNY

           Ughn. Machu Picchu pic.

                                  She swipes left.

                                  JENNY

           Nope. Nope. Hell no.

                                  JENNY

                          (swiping through photos)

           Oh, he’s cute. And he has a dog! Aaaand there he is at

           burning man. Swipe left!

                                  She swipes through a few more

                                  profiles. Alix touches her headset,

                                  then dials a number on the desk phone.

                                  Jenny’s phone RINGS. She answers. Alix

                                  sounds quite a bit like Miss Cleo.

                                  JENNY

           Hello?

                                  ALIX

           Voodoo 911, what is the nature of your emergency?

JENNY

           What? Who is this?

                                  ALIX

           This is Voodoo 911, what is the nature of your emergency?

                                  JENNY

           Voodoo 911? Look, I don’t know what you’re selling, but I

           ain’t buyin’. I have important shit to do.

                                  Jenny hangs up the phone, and

                                  immediately goes back to swiping.

                                  JENNY

           Nope. Nope. Too hairy. No. No. Oh, oh god. That’s… wow…

Alix redials Jenny. Jenny answers.

                                  JENNY

           Hello?

                                  ALIX

           Hello! This is Voodoo 911. You are about to have an

           emergency. Can you tell me the nature of your problem?

                                  JENNY

           Well, right now it’s the limited gene pool on Tinder.

                                  ALIX

           I can’t argue with that.

                                  JENNY

           Can I help you with something?

                                  ALIX

           Voodoo 911 is a preemptive emergency service. We consult

           the cards, find those who are about to be in distress, and

           we call them to warn them of their impending doom, and save

           them if we can.

                                  JENNY

           Impending doom?

                                  ALIX

           That’s right.

                                  JENNY

           What do you mean? That I’m in danger?

                                  ALIX

           Oh yes. Mortal danger.

                                  JENNY

           Yeah, yeah. Ha ha. You’ve had your fun. Listen, I’m going

           back to Tinder now. You have a nice night-

                                  ALIX

           AN INTRUDER! I sense… yes, I sense an intruder is about

           to break into your home.

                                  JENNY

           Okay. Buh-bye.

                                  Jenny hangs up, and goes back to

                                  Tindering. A loud CRASH and general

                                  RUSTLING of objects is heard.

                                  JENNY

           Holy shit! What was that?

                                  She goes to the side of the stage and

                                  looks down the stairs.

                                  JENNY

           Shit, someone’s down there! How did she know? Alright,

           think Jenny. Think! What would MacGuyver do?

                                  Jenny looks around for things to make

                                  into other things. Alix calls back.

                                  Jenny answers.

ALIX

           Do you believe me now? Hmmmm?

                                  JENNY

           Yes, I believe you. You don’t have to be a dick about it.

                                  ALIX

           I believe I can help you.

JENNY

           Fucking help me, then!

                                  ALIX

           We need to make a voodoo doll. With this, you can cripple

           your intruder and then you can escape.

                                  JENNY

           A voodoo doll? Are you kidding me? With the pins? Is that

           shit real?

                                  ALIX

           Yes, of course it is. Can you get close enough to pluck a

           hair from the intruder’s head?

                                  JENNY

           What? No! I’m not going anywhere near that guy!

                                  ALIX

           That is quite sexist of you to assume your attacker is a

           male.

                                  JENNY

                          (whispering angrily)

           Are you seriously lecturing me on gender issues while

           there’s some guy in my house who wants to kill me?! Oh, and

           by the way, I went to Harvard Law. Statistically, it’s a

           guy.

                                  ALIX

           I sense great anger in you.

                                  JENNY

           No shit, lady.

                                  Another CRASH is heard.

                                  JENNY

           Oh my god, you have to help me!

ALIX

           I need you to go to the kitchen, and find a knife and a

           slab of beef.

                                  JENNY

           All I have is chicken.

                                  ALIX

           Fine, fine. Grab the chicken and the knife and-

                                  JENNY

           They’re, like, breaded chicken tenders. Does that count?

                                  ALIX

           Just grab the chicken! I will put a curse on it, and then

           you must stab it with the knife. The intruder will then be-

                                  JENNY

           You know what? I think I’m just gonna call the cops.

                                  ALIX

           No! You must not! Just grab the chicken and the knife. I

           will be back in a moment.

                                  Alix exits. Jenny hangs up, then

                                  immediately dials 911 on her phone.

                                  JENNY

           Come on, come on…

                                  After a moment, Alix appears on

                                  Jenny’s side of the stage, brandishing

                                  a knife.

                                  JENNY

           Oh my god! Get outta my house! I’m on the phone with the

           cops right now, they’re on the way!

                                  ALIX

           I sense… I sense your intruder was calling from inside

           the house.

                                  JENNY

           Wait… that voice, it… that was you! On the phone!

                                  Alix speaks in a regular voice.

ALIX

           I know, I know. It was pretty elaborate. But it was a whole

           lotta fun fuckin’ with you. My cousin Manny helped with the

           crashing noises. Say hi, Manny!

                                  MANNY (OFF STAGE)

           Hiiii.

                                  JENNY

           You’re not even from the Caribbean!

                                  ALIX

           I know, but I just couldn’t resist. You gotta admit, it

           added a lot of credibility to my little voodoo game.

                                  JENNY                                                         

           Uh, no. And that little accent you were doing? That’s

           cultural appropriation.

                                  ALIX

           Are you really gonna lecture me when I’m about to stab you

           in the neck?

                                  JENNY

           Stab me? Why don’t you just use a voodoo doll?

                                  ALIX

           Man, none of that voodoo shit is real. I just like to get

           creative with my murders. Makes everything more fun.

           Amiright?

                                  JENNY

           Uhhhh, no.

Alix raises the knife, and walks

                                  toward Jenny. The lights BLACK OUT. We

                                  hear Jenny SCREAM.

                                                            END OF PLAY

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