Savannah roams the fallen city’s streets looking at the collection of dust on all the crumbling buildings. They are made out of brick and wood and glass. It is a typical city one will see today. This was once the city Savannah in Georgia. Soon she comes to a stop and listens as footsteps ring behind her.
Why are you following me?
I have nothing else to do.
It’s a little creepy.
You watch people while they’re sleeping.
And so do you.
I wasn’t watching you sleep!
Savannah turns around to face him folding her arms over her chest as she leans back a little. Kade looks a bit nervous while he stands before her. His one foot is constantly moving while he picks at the bottom of his shirt.
I have a place for you to stay.
Oh I see how it is. I’ve agreed to help you
and now I’m going to be like your little slave.
Is that right?
There’s other people who live down here who
aren’t affiliated with us. There are also enemies
down here, too so you should never roam the land
by yourself unless you want to die.
What if I do want to die?
Nothing that bad could’ve ever happened in
How can you be so sure about that?
You still have an attitude.
Again, he starts to walk away leaving her standing there gawking at him. Her jaw hangs open and then she stats to follow him frantically looking around for danger. Sometimes she leans forward to peer through broken windows to see what is going on.
This is our territory. You’re safe.
Nobody’s safe. Nobody is ever safe.
Kade glances at her and stops talking. He tries to walk a little faster with her following him. Soon they walk into an area of row homes where people are hanging out in the streets. Some faces are familiar from earlier events. Like the man and woman that Savannah raced in the beginning are there. The two are leaning against a crumbling building making out. They are not the only ones showing a lot of affection for each other. There are others couples and then just friends having a good time along with sisters and brothers. Here, there isn’t really an average. All sorts of people are here young and old although the oldest people are about thirty-four or thirty-five. Everybody is close. They live in old houses with everything set up to look as nice as they can manage. Fake pots of flowers are spread everywhere along with festive lights to brighten the atmosphere.
Savannah looks around at everybody. They gradually stop whatever they’re doing to look at her as Kade leads her towards an empty little home. He pulls out some keys and unlocks the door bringing her inside.
In the first room, there really is nothing. A sleeping bag with some clothes lying on the ground is there. All Savannah does is stand near the entrance. This is nothing like what she is used to. Her past life with the Doctor and her mother was a lot better. They were middle class citizens. Savannah slightly wrinkles her nose in disgust as Kade walks a little faster. A broad smile is across his face. He grabs onto a string of festive little lights. They look as if they are from the Fourth of July since they are red, white and blue.
I gave you the cool lights.
Do you not like it here?
No, it’s great. Believe me.
There’s some clothes so you should get
changed and then join us later for all
sorts of introductions. We have a busy
schedule in front of us. Depending on our
boss’s mood, we have to steal oh-so-many
cars a night. She’s very specific about what,
Well that’s a little different.
You’re a girl and you can actually drive.
Now that is different.
You can’t be mad at me for that compliment.
I have to get changed.
I’ll be right outside.
Kade exits. Savannah is all alone. (Battle for the Sun by Placebo starts to play here from the beginning. It almost overpowers the scene and is very important since there is no talking.) She stands there looking around at the dingy room. Slowly, she walks over to the side to find old wood stairs that are decaying by now (her movement is to the beat of the music). It is impossible to go upstairs. Shaking her head, she looks back at everything that is lying across the ground. Nervously she starts to fiddle with her hair as she makes her way across the room. She picks up some shirts and some pants. There are skirts lying in the mess along with shorts. Nothing really matches and it looks as if some of the clothes had been worn too many times by a stranger. This is nothing like her past life.
Savannah falls to the ground and sits there pulling her knees to her chest while she hugs them staring at the mess in front of her before she notices the glint of a knife. Her fingers wrap around the hilt and she stands up. If anybody were to see her, they would stop her from what they believe she is about to do. Savannah storms toward the back of her new little home. There she finds a dingy door hanging on with little life left on rusty hinges.
The door creaks open and an old bathroom is there. The toilet is turning black after so many years. The sink looks as if only dust will pour out of it when turned on. Once the walls were bright white but now they are gray. She walks in searching for a light switch. Her fingers flip the light switch up and a light actually flickers to life revealing dust covering the place along with cobwebs. There is a mirror on the one wall.
She walks straight up to the mirror. Using her sleeve, she wipes the mirror clean and takes a small step back staring at it. Cracks lace across the mirror distorting her reflection a bit. But she stands there with a knife hanging at her side while she uses her other hand to run through her long brown hair.
Very, very slowly she lifts the knife into the air. Even in the dim light it gleams. The light bulb is old and flickers every few seconds. Using the blade of the knife, she starts to hack away at her hair to cut it shirt. Pain slightly distorts her face because every time she saws away at her head it pulls little hairs out.
Hair falls to the ground around Savannah’s feet. It falls and falls and falls almost like snow. There’s a little pile here and there of hair that has fallen. Soon Savannah let’s the knife fall to the ground. It lands in a pile of her hair. Then for the first time we see the new Savannah. She is very different. Her hair falls to her ears in what appears to look like quirky layers but it really is because of the way she cut her hair. Nodding to herself in the mirror, she takes a step back. There’s a knock at the door. (The music stops playing here.) Whoever is at the door continues to knock while she stands there gazing at her reflection. They grow tired and open the door.
I’m not ready yet!
You’ve been in here for hours.
I understand that.
Do you really?
No, I have no sense of time.
Please hurry, Savannah.
Call me Storm.
I’m going to call you by Savannah since
you still have your birth name.
My name is Storm.
I’m going to leave now.
I still have to change.
What have you been doing?
The door closes and she comes out brushing the hair that clings to her clothes. She goes over to the pile and starts to dig through it searching for something decent to wear. With her short hair, she looks a little more like a young boy more than the young girl that she really is.
Kade is sitting down leaning his back against the building while he looks at the ground. In the background is everybody else whispering to each other while they stare at him. Sometimes he looks over at the door until finally it opens. Savannah steps out looking very, very different. She stands there no longer the girl that she once was. Instead, Savannah becomes STORM, a very different person. Gradually, Kade rises to his feet while he gawks at her.
Storm stands there. Her size is obviously the same but she has quirky short hair that sticks out everywhere. Some of it even falls into her face. Her brown eyes seem to be a lot darker compared to before. She does not smile nor does she frown while she stands there staring at him. Storm wears all dark colors. She wears a worn black shirt that hangs a bit loose on her. There once was writing on the shirt but it’s fading now and hard to make out. Some type of band. Then she wears black shorts that reach a little bit above her knees with a gaping hole in one leg while the other leg has tiny rips.
You look very different.
Because Savannah is dead. I’m Storm.
Why are you only keeping your last name
if you want to leave your life behind?
I have my reasons like how you have your reasons
for going by Kade.
Well you have no idea why I go by…
And I won’t ask if you don’t ask me questions.
Kade lingers there for a split seconds observing her before he backs away from her. He leads her across the street and into another home. The door slams shut behind them.