Prologue :

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Voice               Off in the void.  The pure chaos of space.  The universe.  The ether.  The empty vastnothingness of all the ordered galaxies.  The limitless infinite undefined.

 

W-a-a-y off.  Out there. 

Lurked a single infinitesimal micro-sub-micro-scopic atomic molecule

                        &

within that sub micro sub atomol –

there:  The ultimate & eventual demise

                                                                        of the entire human race waited.

 

 

(Meanwhile), In another part of that void as described above, there sat a team of dedicated individuals.  Their collective task was to pool together their absolute individual remarkable uniquely divine and perfect minds and through each individual’s specialty – subtle weaving and merging of each one’s talent brought together the depiction of this play – a discourse of amazing realizations – a revealment of the unbelievable and yet

  THE _MORONIC _PLAGUE _!

 

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Scene II

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Note:   The lights come up to full as the voice faces to zero. . . .

[ Somewhere -

in Arizona -

night time -

194 –  -

Hot.  Quiet.

The “As – You – Like – It”  Tavern]

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