EXT. A CHURCHYARD. DAY.
A POSTMAN WITH A BANDAGED RIGHT HAND IS CHECKING THROUGH SOME MAIL HE HAS TO DELIVER. HE READS ONE ADDRESS AND BECOMES APPREHENSIVE. WE SEE THE ADDRESS. IT READS ‘THE OLD CHURCH. 7 CHURCH STREET’. NERVOUSLY, HE GLANCES THROUGH THE GATES OF THE CHURCHYARD.
HE ENTERS TENTATIVELY, LOOKS AT HIS RIGHT HAND AND WINCES. GLANCING LEFT TO RIGHT HE BELIEVES HE IS SAFE, AND CONTINUES UP THE PATH. SUDDENLY, HE SPOTS SOMEONE CHARGING TOWARDS HIM. IT’S AN OLD BUT ANIMATED MAN, RUNNING AND SHOUTING DEMENTEDLY. HE WEARS PALE BLUE ROBES AND HAS LUXURIANT WHITE HAIR AND A LONG WHITE BEARD. THE POSTMAN THROWS LOTS OF MAIL UP IN THE AIR AND FLEES, PURSUED BY THE OLD MAN.
OLD MAN:
Repent thy sins! Do unto others as you would have done to you! Do not covet thy neighbour’s ass! Do not worship false idols!
THE POSTMAN JUST MAKES IT OUT SAFELY, SLAMMING THE GATE BEHIND HIM. THE OLD MAN IS LEFT SNARLING AT THE GATE. WE SEE A SIGN ON THE GATE WHICH READS: ‘BEWARE OF THE GOD’.
ENDS.
