Scene 5

The family living room. A fire is crackling in the fireplace. It's dim and there is a shape of an eclipse outside the window, the outer rim of the eclipse is growing and changing. Alvin and Diana rush in through the white door. Alvin goes to the display case and takes out the glove carefully and they sit on the floor in front of the coffee table as they do at the end of Scene 3

Diana: You need to wish for Dad to come back out loud and then burn it. Do we have to mention his full name?

Alvin: I guess so. Jonathan, Angus Griffith. It feels odd saying that out loud.

Diana: We've always called him Dad after all. Quick, before the eclipse is over.

Alvin: You're sure there won't be any...side effects. I know it’s not foolproof, but still... I don’t want anything bad to happen

Diana: I don't know anything bad will happen, but I really want Dad to come back, and this might be our only hope. Dad coming back is good right?

Alvin: Thinks for a while, then puts the glove on. I guess so. Well, I wish for our father, Jonathan Angus Griffith to come back from the dead. Pause.

Diana: Burn it now!

Alvin takes the glove off and throws it onto fireplace. Diana closes the book and prays. A five secon pause.

Alvin: Maybe James was right. There is no such thing as magic.

A screeching, demented voice cries out “The window. Look at the window!” Alvin and Diana both turn to look at the window in shock. The outer rim of the eclipse turns red and begins to glow and flare out more vigorously. There is a knock on the door. Diana rushes to answer it. She opens the door, gasps, and screams at what is outside it, before shutting it loudly and running back to the other side of the room and cowering. Alvin runs beside her.

Alvin: Who was that?! DIANA!

Diana: It wasn't a who....

Alvin: What!?

Diana: When you made the wish, you didn't ask to bring dad back like he was before the crash, in one piece. That, thing....bloody mess...out there is not our

Dad!

The black door opens and James rushes in.

James: I heard a scream.

Alvin: James you've got to help us.

James: What happened to Diana?

Alvin: Quickly We made a wish using the glove asking for dad to come back but we didn't make it right, and now, there's...

Diana: Something

Alvin: Outside the door.

A growl is heard in the same screeching voice and the window breaks. James blinks twice and looks at the window in horror. A bloody hand with two fingers missing creeps in. He grabs the book and bats it away. He picks up the coffee table and pushes it against the window. Diana screams and cowers near the display case. Andy rushes in through the black door.

Andy: Sir!

James: BOARD THE WINDOWS!!!

Andy opens a drawer in the display case and takes out a hammer and nails. He nails the pieces of firewood near the fireplace to the window loudly .The sounds stop for a while. A ten second pause. The doorknob on the white door rattles.

James: Andy, you and Sylvia. Get. Get white cloth, all of it in the house. It, whatever it is, must not recognize this house. Andy goes off Children, just, just stay here.

The doorknob rattles again. Andy and Sylvia hurry in with the white cloth and James, Andy and Sylvia cover all the furniture.

James: Hide. All of you.

Andy: But you, sir?

James: NOW!!!

Andy and Sylvia help the children behind the furniture and they hide. James goes to the white door, the doorknob rattles again. He stands in front of it, and opens the door so that he doesn't see anything behind it. A growl is heard, then a horrible scream. And everything is silent. James closes the door and leans on it, breathing heavily. The eclipse slowly fades into brightness and the room is bright again. Alvin, Diana, Sylvia, and Andy come out from behind the furniture.

James: Hoarsely We won’t be living in this house any more...Get your bags kids, Andy, Sylvia.

Andy: I’ll get yours too, sir.

They head out through the black door. James goes to the display case, lifts the sheet off of it so he can take out wads of cash from the drawers and stuff it into his pockets. He grabs a cigarette from the drawer, lights it up, and puts his hand into his pocket. He goes to the white door and opens it and steps outside for a while, before stepping inside facing the living room. His back is blocked by the door. He removes his hand from the pocket and takes the cigarette from his moth for a while, a skeletal black hand slips into his pocket slowly, not obscured by the door. James steps forward and a small, bizarre cloaked, hooded figure with its face covered by a black veil dressed purely in black and dripping blood is clinging to his back. He doesn't realize it and goes through the black door. The play ends.