(Everyone enters the dark basement.)
Anton: It’s a lot of people down here, (trying to yank away from the creature but can't) why is everybody chained to the walls?
Anton? Jess?
Jess: Mr. Perry Is that you?
Mr. Perry: Yes.
Jess: Oh my God, is that Shonte you Shonte I hear too?
Shonte (Shonte speaks slowly in pain): Yeah Jess.
Jess: Oh, my God, what did y'all do to her? Shonte?
Shonte: Jess?
Jess: Are you okay, Shonte?
Cheetoe: We need to get out of here.
Jess: Oh my God is that you Cheetoe?
Evenrock: That’s enough child.
Jess: Oh my God, is that Quetip over there lying on the floor?
Evanrock: It certainly is, are you happy now?
Jess (yells): You old white bitch, what did you do to my friends?
Evanrock: Like that’s gonna hurt me.
Jess: Why you have to hurt them? they didn’t do anything to you.
Evanrock: I have to care about my boys.
Jess: What? What did you do to him?
Evanrock: As you see, your friend Quetip is dead.
Jess (wailes): Noo, Why? Why my friends? Why the people I love?
Anton: You a crazy ass bitch.
Evanrock: Hahahaha, Quetip? Old poor Quetip, everybody cares so much about Quetip, he's not special, he's just a black poor nigger just like the rest of ya.
Anton: you racist...
Mrs. Evanrock: And what kind of name is Quetip anyway? What parent on earth would name their child such a disgraceful name like that from a small object I clean my ears with, and not just his name, but the other's names like Cheetoe, Pipe, Rag or all of those niggerish nicknames they call you all.
Anton: You racist bitch.
Evanrock: Yeah I am a racist bitch am I? Haha, now, you happy you see all your friends down here? Most of them are dead anyway.
Mr. Perry: Let us out of here, please?
(One of the creatures cuts Mr. Perry’s hand with its sharp nails)
Mr. Perry (screams): Why? Why us? Why are you doing this Mrs. Evanrock?
Mrs. Evanrock: Why? Why? Because I always hated you, I hated your guts Demonico ever since you came here, when you first came to this school years ago, I watched you while you were here.
Mr. Perry: I didn’t know you would be this cold and dispassionate, but why? Why me?
Mrs. Evanrock: Why you? You the one with all the attention with your crappy dreams and shit you had to teach here, that no one cares about or think about, who cares about dreams? No one does, dreams are fake, it doesn’t mean anything.
Mr. Perry: So you are responsible for everything that has happened to us for the past few weeks?
Mrs. Evanrock: I'm not responsible for anything, my boys handle the job.
Mr. Perry: What do you mean your boys? They're not your boys, they're creatures, not human at all.
Mrs. Evanrock: Who the hell you think you are telling me who and who is not my boys? To me, you are nothing, you are dead to me, just like the rest of your shity no good students.
Mr. Perry: I believe in my students.
Mrs. Evanrock: I'm sure you do, believing in them becoming nothing. Boys, chain everyone else.
Mr. Perry: Where did your monster boys come from?
Mrs. Evanrock: I’m not telling you anything else, come on boys let’s get out of here and let our children rest.
(Mrs. Evanrock and her creatures leave the basement)
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