Carbon Falls - Episode 5 (Science Fiction - Dark Dramedy)

Carbon Falls – Episode 5

Scene 1

It’s been 24 hours since Rayza shot himself in the head. He wakes up in strange surroundings, with a throbbing headache. A familiar, young female face appears above him.

Rayza (startled): Luna? (cringes with pain) Man, my head hurts!

Luna (bemused): Considering you shot yourself in the head, maybe you shouldn’t complain about a headache.

Rayza (sitting up, rubbing head): Thanks for rubbing it in. (peers around) Am I on your ship?

Luna: Yep.

Rayza: How long was I out?

Luna: About a day.

Rayza (groggy): Don’t you have any frequency med kits? Why do I have a headache?

Luna: I have frequency meds.

Rayza: Why haven’t you given them to me yet?

Luna: I wanted you to at least experience some consequences for your stupidity.

Rayza: I don’t get it. Why didn’t my armor work?

Luna: It did work, but it was on too low a setting to block everything. It blocked the bullet from penetrating your body, but it left one hell of a bruise.

Rayza: When did you get here?

Luna: About 5 minutes after you shot yourself. You sure know how to throw a welcoming party.

Rayza: Can I please have your frequency kit? I’ve suffered enough.

Luna (sighs, pulls out small, slick electronic device): Oh, all right. (holds device near the welt on Rayza’s temple)

Rayza (profoundly relieved): Ahhhhh, much better.

Luna takes device away.

Luna: Happy, ya big baby?

Rayza: Ok, maybe I deserved that.

Luna: I’m just warming up.

Rayza: I’ve been unconscious for a day. What else could I have possibly done to bother you?

Luna: Nothing, while you were unconscious. Before I get into that, though, there’s a little side story I should tell you. Just before I reached Earth, as I was passing Saturn, my ship noticed that there was some idiot near Saturn’s rings, getting ready to fire neutron bombs into the planet.

Rayza (alarmed): You stopped them, right?

Luna: Of course. What puzzles me is that there isn’t any space travel from the current Earth society, is there?

Rayza: Well, yes, and no. From what I’ve gathered, the dark occult ruling class has technologies way beyond what their enslaved humans have. So there is a tiny minority here that has space travel capabilities.

Luna: So it was one of the psychopathic members of the ruling minority that I stopped.

Rayza: For sure. Shocked?

Luna: Hardly. Enough about that. I want to talk about what you’ve been doing. Your tactics for waking people up are…..a moral gray area, one might say.

Rayza (offended): What? How so? I’m not forcing anyone to do anything.

Luna: You’re blocking the gang with fancy titles from sending their usual data transmissions to people’s DNA.

Rayza: Yeah, cuz those transmissions are harmful! They’re literally harming people! What I’m doing is in defense and morally justified!

Luna puts hands on hips.

Rayza (sighs): Oh no, not the hands on hips. Here we go.

Luna: Each one of those people individually chose to allow themselves to have their DNA altered and to receive those transmissions.

Rayza: Under false pretenses! They were fooled into accepting it!

Luna: And what about the entertainment transmissions? You’re blocking those, too?

Rayza: Yep. And offering replacements, not beamed directly to their skulls. Voluntary. Anarchist fiction. Fictional narratives that have Truth embedded in them on some level. Comedy, drama, syfy, action, adventure. Stuff we have where we come from, ya know?

Luna narrows eyes and stares him down.

Rayza: Ya know what? You just arrived. When you see how bad things are, you might reconsider the methods I’ve used.

Luna folds arms.

Rayza: Please, hear me out. Let’s go on a “tour” of the daily life in the society of these enslaved beings. When you see how bad it is, I think you’ll be a little more open to the methods I’ve used.

Luna (uncertain): You’re taking me on this “tour”?

Rayza: Well, we’re the only two anarchists here from space so far, so yeah, who else?

Cambia and Nito come around the corner at that instant, talking and laughing.

Luna: Perfect timing, you two.

Rayza (surprised): What are they doing here? Are you sure it’s wise to have them on your ship?

Cambia: What’s that supposed to mean?

Luna (disbelief): So you’re questioning my methods now? It’s my damn ship, now isn’t it?

Rayza (relenting): Ok, ok. Yes, it’s your damn ship. So testy.

Luna: It was a long trip. You know this. Anyway, I want them to come on this tour.

Cambia: Tour?

Luna (to Cambia and Nito): Rayza here is going to show me the good, the bad, and the ugly of the slave society down there on good ‘ol Terra. And I want you two to show me how you avoid that slavery.

Nito: Yeah, we can do that.

Rayza: Cambia, Nito, why are you cooperative with her, but were so skeptical of me?

Cambia: She offered to show us her spaceship, so….(shrugs shoulders) kind of a no-brainer.

Nito: Yeah, how cool was that, right?

Luna (to Rayza): And why didn’t you just do that in the first place when you asked for their help, rather than shooting yourself in the head to prove your (flails arms) superior technology was not of this Earth?

Rayza grimaces and scratches head.

Luna (deep sigh): Just because someone’s an anarchist, doesn’t necessarily mean they’re smart……

Scene 2

At Bill Richard Mastergates flying mansion, he is meeting a fellow dark occultist, Masonette Mockafeller. Richard’s AI servant, Muertita, is standing at attention nearby.

Mastergates (leaning back in fancy baroque-style chair): So let me get this straight. You were conducting your experiments on Saturn, getting ready to detonate neutron bombs on the rings, and then….

Masonette Mockafeller interrupts: Complete failure. All weapon systems went offline. (takes shot of Louis XIII Cognac)

Mastergates: Muertita, another drink for my guest!

Muertita (confused): But, I thought you said Lady Mockafeller shouldn’t have too much to….

Mastergates (interrupts, rushing): Now now, silly AI, you misunderstood. Another drink for the lady! (looks at Mockafeller with toothy grin) Now, it’s interesting that happened to you, because something much worse happened here on Earth while you were away.

Mockafeller downs another Louis XIII.

Mockafeller: What could possibly be worse than me not being able to bomb Saturn?

Mastergates: I believe what happened to you and what has been happening here are related. It seems too coincidental to be separate causes. A human has come from space, with very advanced technology. So advanced, it puts Muertita to shame.

Muertita hangs head and frowns.

Mastergates: One of the worst things that’s happened is that our social engineering transmissions are being blocked from the tax slaves DNA receivers.

Mockafeller (incredulous): You mean our propaganda isn’t getting beamed directly to their skulls?

Mastergates: I’m afraid not. Our best extortion-funded scientists are working on a countermeasure, but well….

Mockafeller (mortified): Well, what?!

Mastergates: The public schooling indoctrination system we’ve forced the tax slaves into for centuries, coupled with the depopulation program, has left the talent pool rather thin. But that’s not all.

Mockafeller: More booze!

Mastergates: Now really, must you….

Mockafeller: Don’t criticize me, Dick!

Mockafeller takes another glass from Muertita and downs it in two gulps.

Mastergates (huffy): Anyway, as I was saying, there’s more bad news. The tax slaves are also being given different fictional narratives to watch.

Mockafeller: Watch? Like on a screen?

Mastergates: Nothing so archaic. A hologram.

Mockafeller: Who’s responsible for this?

Mastergates: The anarchist that came from space.

Mockafeller: But he couldn’t have produced enough fictional content to keep the slaves occupied, now could he?

Mastergates: No, not likely. My best guess is that he comes from a culture where stories like that are normal.

Mockafeller: Stories like what?

Mastergates: From what Lexiri has gathered, the stories appear to have no government in them whatsoever. On the rare occasion that such an idea, like government, comes along in one of the stories, the idea of it is ridiculed mercilessly and shown to be a complete farce.

Mockafeller: Which it is.

Mastergates (groans, impatient): Yes, I know, but the tax slaves aren’t supposed to know that! Not only that, but anarchists are the heroes in these stories. And people live in a voluntary society! There is no ruling class!

Mockafeller: I feel faint.

Mastergates: You never could handle your liquor…..

Mockafeller: Oh, tish-tosh.

Mastergates: So I theorize that whoever stopped your experiment must be another anarchist from space, and that possibly more are on the way.

Mockafeller gasps, gets ghostly pale, and her eyes become wide as saucers.

Mastergates: Oh dear, what now?

Mockafeller: Oh NO! It’s true, the prophecy! After all these millenia!

Mastergates thinks for a moment, then does extreme facepalm.

Mastergates: Ah, yes, why didn’t I think of this before! Our ancestors from 12,000 years ago that went to colonize deep space wrote about this! That if such things came to pass that threaten the Satanic slave system, it would be a sign of their return! (excited, leans forward, nearly falls off chair) Do you think it could be so?

Mockafeller: We must send the coded signal at once and try to reach them. It is written in the ancient texts!

Mastergates (confused): Coded signal? I don’t know anything about that.

Mockafeller (feigning surprise): Oh, you don’t? Well, don’t you worry, I’ll send the signal at once!

Mastergates: But…..wait a minute, if you’ve been hiding that from me, what else have you been hiding?

End Episode 5

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