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<iframe src="https://drive.google.com/file/d/118KnoUM8sbmOnmJX59XvvPJgnE6aAPSY/preview" autoplay; width="640" height="480"></iframe> [[SQUEEZE THE CUBE->Scene A]] [[TAP THE CUBE->Scene B]] [[DON'T TOUCH IT->IK1]] <html><head> <script>function toggleDisplay(d,b){var c=document.getElementById(d);if(c.style.display=="block"){c.style.display="none";if(b){b.innerHTML="Display Script"}}else{c.style.display="block";if(b){b.innerHTML="Close"}}};</script><style type="text/css">.toggleLink{color:blue;text-decoration:underline}.toggleLink:hover{cursor:pointer}.elaboration{display:none}</style> </head> <span class="toggleLink" onclick="toggleDisplay('elaboration_1',this)">Display Script</span> <span class="elaboration" id="elaboration_1"><br> CHARLIE Hey, Wes? You almost finished up up here? I wanna get going. WES Uh - yeah. Hey, come look at this. CHARLIE I just have homework due in the morning that I really need to get done? WES This’ll only take a minute, I swear. Look what someone left on the bar. (They brandish THE CUBE, holding it aloft, turning it this way and that.) CHARLIE What is that? WES I dunno. Some sort of cube. CHARLIE Someone just left it here? WES Yeah, on the bar, on top of a five. Weird tip. CHARLIE Uh. Yeah, I guess. Do you think maybe someone just forgot it? WES Weird thing to forget at a bar, don’t you think? CHARLIE Do you remember who was sitting there? Maybe we can call them or - WES Hey, look at this! (Wes touches the cube. Something Happens, but it takes a second for them - and us - to figure out what it is.) CHARLIE What was that? WES Uh - (Wes checks themself over and notices something.) Huh. Look. (They wave a hand in front of Charlie. Nails that were plain are now a vibrant shade of green.) CHARLIE What, did you paint your- oh. That’s..weird. WES Like it’s, magical or something.. (They lean in to look at the cube, but don’t touch it this time. Charlie joins in after a moment’s hesitation.) CHARLIE We should call Muck. WES Muck? What, why? CHARLIE Weird alien, magic stuff is their thing. Maybe they’ve heard something about it! WES And the chance of them knowing is- -slim to none. CHARLIE Hey Muck! Are you doing anything right now? ..Sleeping, right… Hey, can you come to the bar? We found something...something weird, I don’t know, it’s like a kinda..box thing. It turned Wes’s nails green when they touched it and like- ..yeah, yeah we’re still at the bar, closing up. Can you come? ...Ok, see you in a few. Bye, Muck. WES Should we really... be messing around with this? I touched it and it painted my nails. Like, not that I don’t kinda dig the look, but, that’s not normal. You sure we didn’t drink something weird by accident? CHARLIE Yeah, you touched it and your nails turned green. Imagine what else it could do! WES I don’t want any other parts of me to turn green, Charlie. I just don’t get why you had to call Muck and make it into a whole thing. If it were me, I’d just throw the thing out and leave it. CHARLIE You don’t want to know more about this thing? WES No, I don’t. (A knock on the door. Charlie looks at Wes for a moment, then stands to answer the door. Wes watches.) CHARLIE Well, that was fast. Come on in, the thing is on the bar. (Muck enters.) MUCK Tell me you didn’t mess with it any more before I got here? WES Not like we had any time to. Did you run here? MUCK No. Charlie said it turned your nails green? Let me see. CHARLIE So, what do you think? WES What could they think? It’s a weird magic box. MUCK Probably not magic. There’s a science to this kind of thing; it doesn’t look especially extraterrestrial, but it is possible there is some form of cloaking device or other method of making it appear more mundane than it really is - only an idiot would design a powerful object to look powerful. Or a show-off, I suppose. WES ...Right. Okay. So, green fingernails? CHARLIE So you think it’s from aliens? MUCK I think it’s a possibility. What did you do to make it do that? (They gesture to Wes’s nails.) WES Nothing! I just touched it. Like, (They mime poking the cube but pointedly do not actually touch it.) that. MUCK We’ll be sure not to do that again. (After a beat they decisively pick up the cube. Wes and Charlie gasp but settle when nothing happens - yet.) I wonder what happens if we do this. </span></p> </body> </html>

<iframe src="https://drive.google.com/file/d/1FZmTkD0doV-dcOseHWE47SmfoUT6H33x/preview" width="640" height="480"></iframe> [[MUCK DROPS THE CUBE! ->Scene B1]] [[MALLORY GRABS THE CUBE!->Scene B2]] <html><head> <script>function toggleDisplay(d,b){var c=document.getElementById(d);if(c.style.display=="block"){c.style.display="none";if(b){b.innerHTML="Display Script"}}else{c.style.display="block";if(b){b.innerHTML="Close"}}};</script><style type="text/css">.toggleLink{color:blue;text-decoration:underline}.toggleLink:hover{cursor:pointer}.elaboration{display:none}</style> </head> <span class="toggleLink" onclick="toggleDisplay('elaboration_1',this)">Display Script</span> <span class="elaboration" id="elaboration_1"><br> (Something Happens. We’re still in the bar, but something is different.) WES Oh my god what did you do? MUCK One can only learn through doing. The first instance seemed harmless enough, I don’t see how - (Enter Mallory.) MALLORY Oh. Hello. CHARLIE Hey! Uh - sorry, we’re just closing up now, I must have forgotten to lock the door. MALLORY I’ll only be a moment. I forgot something here a couple weeks ago and was wondering if you have some sort of lost and… (She trails off, spotting the cube in Muck’s hand.) Oh. You found it. CHARLIE Did you say a couple… WES Weeks. Yeah. She said a couple weeks. CHARLIE But we just found it, uhm. A few minutes ago. MUCK Interesting. How did you come to own this thing? MALLORY Does that matter? It’s mine. WES Holy shit Muck you fucked with the magic cube and now we’ve just Back To The Future’d ourselves CHARLIE I’m sure there’s some sort of reasonable explanation for this! Right Muck? MUCK Again - not magic. MALLORY You three messed with it, didn’t you? WES I told them it was a bad idea! CHARLIE It’s gonna be fine! MALLORY Just give it to me, okay? So what, you lost two weeks. It’s just two weeks. MUCK Why would we give it to you. We don’t even know your name. MALLORY Mallory. There. Give it to me. WES Maybe it’s a good idea to just pass it over? I just, holy shit, I just want to go to bed and wake up from this weird dream. MUCK No way. MALLORY I swear to god! (Mallory lunges for the cube. Muck lurches the cube away.) </span></p> </body> </html>

<iframe src="https://drive.google.com/file/d/1zYBXJUuZEkOfL5ipw9KGH9zidOEJWN9i/preview" width="640" height="480"></iframe> [[TAP THE CUBE ->Scene A1]] [[GRAB THE CUBE->Scene A2]] [[WAIT FOR YOUR DRINKS->IK2]] <html><head> <script>function toggleDisplay(d,b){var c=document.getElementById(d);if(c.style.display=="block"){c.style.display="none";if(b){b.innerHTML="Display Script"}}else{c.style.display="block";if(b){b.innerHTML="Close"}}};</script><style type="text/css">.toggleLink{color:blue;text-decoration:underline}.toggleLink:hover{cursor:pointer}.elaboration{display:none}</style> </head> <span class="toggleLink" onclick="toggleDisplay('elaboration_1',this)">Display Script</span> <span class="elaboration" id="elaboration_1"><br> (Muck lets go of the cube in shock, but they have already moved. Wes, Charlie, and Muck have been moved in space across town, into the back of a local 24 hour diner.) MUCK Ok, so now we know what doing that does. WES We just… MOVED. MUCK Yes, Wes. We did. CHARLIE I guess the magic box wants us to go get milkshakes? WES We moved. Are you guys not. Are you guys not more surprised by that?! MUCK The object’s abilities seem to be...more complex than initially thought. WES No shit. (Wes looks at their nails, shaking their head.) CHARLIE Milkshakes? Disco fries? Think as we eat? MUCK I could be...amenable to that. WES Yeah, ok. But I’m not paying for the fries. Emotional reparation. CHARLIE I thought you liked the nails! WES What if they never turn back, Charlie? What then? CHARLIE You just...you just look sick forever! WES When I’m ninety-three?? CHARLIE Yeah, you’ll be the sickest grandparent ever. WES I sure feel sick. CHARLIE Whatever, I’m hungry. WES Fine. (Muck picks up the cube gingerly, being sure not to manipulate anything. Muck observes it.) MUCK So. We are dealing with an object of presumably great power. It can manipulate not only the physical appearance of those who touch it, but it can also transport them through space. CHARLIE Fucked if true. WES It IS true, Charlie. It is. MUCK So the question is: are we controlling the cube, or is it controlling us? (The server, Mallory, walks up to the table. She looks exhausted, and initially takes no notice of the cube.) MALLORY Can I get you all something to drink? CHARLIE I’ll have a cookies and cream milkshake, please! MUCK A coke, thanks. WES Water is fine. MALLORY And are you guys ready to order y- oh my god. (Mallory has noticed the cube, and she lunges towards it. Muck blocks her from the cube.) CHARLIE Wh-what are you doing? MALLORY That’s mine. That’s my- that’s mine. I’ve been looking for it. MUCK I find that highly unlikely. WES You don’t want this thing. MALLORY Yes, I do- it’s mine- (she takes a closer look at Charlie.) I recognize you- do you work at the bar? CHARLIE Uh, no- MALLORY Oh, how could I be so stupid. I must have left it there- (she lunges toward the cube that Muck is holding again.) Give it to me. You can’t have it, you don’t know what it can do! MUCK I believe we ordered drinks? MALLORY Fine- I’ll be right back. And I’m taking that with me. </span></p> </body> </html>

<iframe src="https://drive.google.com/file/d/1Jmd3GAhwH4ynzLhxD5xZMOi-ahI2Bxcm/preview" width="640" height="480"></iframe> [[GO TO THE CABIN->AE1]] [[NO WAY, USE THE CUBE!->AE2]] </center> <html><head> <script>function toggleDisplay(d,b){var c=document.getElementById(d);if(c.style.display=="block"){c.style.display="none";if(b){b.innerHTML="Display Script"}}else{c.style.display="block";if(b){b.innerHTML="Close"}}};</script><style type="text/css">.toggleLink{color:blue;text-decoration:underline}.toggleLink:hover{cursor:pointer}.elaboration{display:none}</style> </head> <span class="toggleLink" onclick="toggleDisplay('elaboration_1',this)">Display Script</span> <span class="elaboration" id="elaboration_1"><br> (Muck realizes what they did instantly. It’s a little hard not to, seeing as the diner around them has suddenly changed to a completely different location; instead of being in a diner, the four are now standing in a snow drift, shivering.) WES Are you kidding me? MALLORY How did you not realize what that would do? MUCK Odd. We must be somewhere far further North than we began. WES Great! This is a mess, how are we supposed to get back? CHARLIE I’m sure someone will be able to help us! (Charlie calls out through the snow.) CHARLIE Helloo! Is anyone out there? MALLORY (Mock calling back out) No! MUCK Look over there! It appears to be a cabin of some sort. WES Oh, great! A cabin in the woods. We’re so going to get murdered. </br> </span></p> </body> </html>

<iframe src="https://drive.google.com/file/d/1HLLOLb1TtWCMagQGapUXS5WgJKn-0DpJ/preview" width="640" height="480"></iframe> [[SNEAK AROUND THE SPACESHIP->AE3]] [[STAY IN THE WAREHOUSE->AE4]] [[THROW YOUR BODY ONTO THE CUBES->IK3]] <html><head> <script>function toggleDisplay(d,b){var c=document.getElementById(d);if(c.style.display=="block"){c.style.display="none";if(b){b.innerHTML="Display Script"}}else{c.style.display="block";if(b){b.innerHTML="Close"}}};</script><style type="text/css">.toggleLink{color:blue;text-decoration:underline}.toggleLink:hover{cursor:pointer}.elaboration{display:none}</style> </head> <span class="toggleLink" onclick="toggleDisplay('elaboration_1',this)">Display Script</span> <span class="elaboration" id="elaboration_1"><br> (The four appear on an alien spaceship. It is a completely foreign environment. They are in a warehouse. A shelf behind them is filled with cubes.) WES Again? AGAIN?? Charlie, why did you- MALLORY We’re on their ship. WES Wha- who’s ship? MALLORY (Mallory gestures to the cube, points at the cubes all around them on the shelves.) Their ship. CHARLIE ALIENS?! Dude, you don’t mean real aliens? Are we in SPACE?! MUCK (Muck is looking around, entranced, validated.) They’re real. They’re here and they’re real. I was right. I was always right. MALLORY Would you all shut up?! I’ve been here before. They...took me here. WES Heh, did they probe you or whatever? MUCK That’s science fiction. WES And this isn’t? MALLORY These...aliens. The cubes belong to them. It’s, like, their way of life. All of them each have one, and they know how to use them. CHARLIE Are we...in danger? MALLORY Possibly. Probably not. (Muck points at a screen.) MUCK Look at this...it looks like a computer. With a list. (A list of garbled numbers, each is the serial number of a cube. One is in red, but it’s flashing yellow.) MUCK I think it’s monitoring the objects. WES What if they find us? I don’t wanna get killed by aliens and then have nobody but MUCK believe it! (Muck walks back towards one of the shelves full of cubes. Most of the shelves in this room are full of cubes.) MUCK There’s so many of them...think of the power that they hold. No wonder we have so little evidence of alien encounters- they have complete control. All the cards are in their hands. CHARLIE What do we do now? </span></p> </body> </html>

<iframe src="https://drive.google.com/file/d/1XsvVoIL5Ov81NwOVOUxDL2a5P3u_bLoy/preview" width="640" height="480"></iframe> [[WES PICKS THE CUBE UP->BE1]] [[HAND MALLORY THE CUBE->IK4]] <html><head> <script>function toggleDisplay(d,b){var c=document.getElementById(d);if(c.style.display=="block"){c.style.display="none";if(b){b.innerHTML="Display Script"}}else{c.style.display="block";if(b){b.innerHTML="Close"}}};</script><style type="text/css">.toggleLink{color:blue;text-decoration:underline}.toggleLink:hover{cursor:pointer}.elaboration{display:none}</style> </head> <span class="toggleLink" onclick="toggleDisplay('elaboration_1',this)">Display Script</span> <span class="elaboration" id="elaboration_1"><br> (Charlie and Wes are closing up at the bar.) CHARLIE Hey, Wes? You almost finished up up here? I wanna get going. WES Uh - yeah. Hey, come look at this. CHARLIE I just have homework due in the morning that I really need to get done? WES This’ll only take a minute, I swear. Look what someone left on the bar. CHARLIE What is that? WES I dunno. Some sort… CHARLIE Does this feel weird to you? WES Yeah. I just got the...scariest deja vu ever. It’s like I’ve done this...before… (They look at each other, then at the cube. Wes drops it like they’ve been scalded.) CHARLIE Oh my god! Did it… WES We are not touching that thing again. No way. This is like, a blessing. We hit the magic reverse switch or something. Let’s just toss the thing and call it a night and we can absolutely just pretend there is no magic cube and that we never saw the magic cube and CHARLIE What about Muck? Do you think they’re back? WES I dunno. Holy shit let’s get rid of it please. (Charlie isn’t listening any more, too busy fiddling with their phone. They hit Muck’s number and wait for a moment with baited breath.) CHARLIE Hey, uh, Muck? Are you here? Like...sorry, this is wild, but can you give me a call back as soon as you get this? WES If they get it. CHARLIE Something weird just happened and I just want to make sure you’re okay, so just give me a call - (The door opens - or rather, someone tries to open it. Wes moves to open the door and lets in Muck, who spots the cube and strides right past Wes to go look at it.) WES Well. Hi to you, too. MUCK Yes, hello. How interesting. It seems to have launched us back to the moment before you realized the cube has power beyond this world. CHARLIE Wes thinks we should throw it out. MUCK Why would we do that, now? WES Uh, maybe ‘cause I’m not looking to get, like, like that scene in Click where Adam Sandler fast forwards through his whole life and then breaks down over it? Thanks no thanks? MUCK Well, we ought to decide sooner rather than later. I saw Mallory heading this way as well, and she will want to get her hands on it. CHARLIE What’s up with her? WES She’s cube-crazy or something. I don’t want to be cube-crazy. MUCK We’d better decide now, seeing as she’s - (The door slams open and in comes Mallory!) MALLORY Look, just hand it over and we can all just put this behind us, okay? </span></p> </body> </html>

<iframe src="https://drive.google.com/file/d/1PuC2NwKl71qOvhIDEXOXQ7fFgFctqFFf/preview" width="640" height="480"></iframe> [[HEAD TO THE STUDIO->BE3]] [[LEAVE THE BACKLOT->BE4]] <html><head> <script>function toggleDisplay(d,b){var c=document.getElementById(d);if(c.style.display=="block"){c.style.display="none";if(b){b.innerHTML="Display Script"}}else{c.style.display="block";if(b){b.innerHTML="Close"}}};</script><style type="text/css">.toggleLink{color:blue;text-decoration:underline}.toggleLink:hover{cursor:pointer}.elaboration{display:none}</style> </head> <span class="toggleLink" onclick="toggleDisplay('elaboration_1',this)">Display Script</span> <span class="elaboration" id="elaboration_1"><br> (Mallory looks around in shock. It’s 1952, and they’ve landed on a Hollywood backlot.) MALLORY Oh no. WES What just happened? Did we move again? I hate this, Charlie. I hate this shit. I feel like I’m getting motion sickness, anyone else feeling that? CHARLIE Lighten up, Wes! This is the most interesting thing that’s happened to us, like, ever. Don’t waste it being a fuckin’ spoilsport! MUCK If I’m not mistaken, we seem to have travelled in time. WES What! How do you know? MALLORY Look around. We stick out like a sore thumb. CHARLIE No WAY! COOL! MUCK Looks- mid-century? 40s, 50s? And this looks...Hollywood. WES Oh, cute. No cell phones, no friends, AND there’s rampant homophobia. Sounds fun! MALLORY Come on. We need to blend in if we want any chance of fixing this. WES Tell that to my neon green nails! (Mallory gestures for them to follow.) MUCK I am afraid that we may cause suspicion- MALLORY Trust me. I got this. (Mallory enters the warehouse. She takes the cube out from her pocket, manipulates it, seemingly focusing on a thought. After a moment, she smiles up at the only woman there, an assistant.) MALLORY What are all these clothes for, miss? ASSISTANT (The woman seems dazed, smiling too wide.) The picture! The big one with Jane Russell, the musical. Are you in it? CHARLIE (whisper) Did you just do something with the cube? MALLORY (whisper) Mind manipulation. It’s what it’s best at. CHARLIE Yes. We are! We are in…that movie! ASSISTANT Wonderful! Sit here, let me find you all something to wear...it’s a party scene, in France. (The assistant exits, humming merrily to herself.) MUCK Incredible...mind manipulation. Have you done this before? MALLORY All the time. Saves me the effort of getting to know anybody. WES Wait, is that why you had it with you at the bar? To score a date?? MALLORY Yeah. And it worked. CHARLIE You have a magic box that can do anything and you use it to get laid? MALLORY Problem? (The assistant returns, with four outfits on hangers.) ASSISTANT Dressing rooms are just over there! Better hurry, call is in five minutes! (The four run to get dressed.) ASSISTANT Oh, aren’t you all darling! The scene is in studio E, around the corner! CHARLIE Well, gee, missus! Thank’ya ever so much! WES Never speak again. </span></p> </body> </html>

<center> <a href="https://youtu.be/rW4Zrzm1jNk"> ATTEND OUR LIVE PREMIERE AT 6:30 PM EST</a> <style> img { max-width:75%; max-height:75%; } </style> <img src = "https://enter-the-cube.neocities.org/cube.jpeg"> [[CLICK HERE TO BEGIN->SCENE 1]] <iframe width="0" height="0" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/4oY3v0jAWr4?autoplay=1" frameborder="0" allow="accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture" allowfullscreen></iframe> </center> [[CREDITS]]

<img src= "https://p1.pxfuel.com/preview/425/700/873/ladies-grandma-old-joy-headscarf-park-bench.jpg" width = 300 height = 450 /img> Muck, Charlie, and Wes grew old in their town, living terribly normal lives with absolutely no cube involvement. After all - there can be no story if you never take any risks! <iframe width="0" height="0" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/GWbz_mIAShM?controls=0;autoplay=1" frameborder="0" allow="accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture" allowfullscreen></iframe> [[Choose again->SCENE 1]]

<iframe src="https://drive.google.com/file/d/1a_pCPoUFKKQzbdlG99rBL8VxnC4QCRh5/preview" width="640" height="480"></iframe> [[CHOOSE AGAIN->Scene B1]] [[START AGAIN->SCENE 1]] <html><head> <script>function toggleDisplay(d,b){var c=document.getElementById(d);if(c.style.display=="block"){c.style.display="none";if(b){b.innerHTML="Display Script"}}else{c.style.display="block";if(b){b.innerHTML="Close"}}};</script><style type="text/css">.toggleLink{color:blue;text-decoration:underline}.toggleLink:hover{cursor:pointer}.elaboration{display:none}</style> </head> <span class="toggleLink" onclick="toggleDisplay('elaboration_1',this)">Display Script</span> <span class="elaboration" id="elaboration_1"><br>MUCK Why should you have it? WES Oh my Gooood let’s not do this? We’re, like, saved right now. I don’t know about you two, but me? I’m happy here, okay? I’m totally fine not getting catapulted around in time for the rest of my life, so I vote we just hand it over. MALLORY Good vote. CHARLIE I don’t know...doesn’t she seem a little...unstable to you? MALLORY I’m literally right here. CHARLIE Sorry. MUCK You really think giving it to her is the best idea? WES Yeah! I do! In fact - (They toss the cube to Mallory) Here! It’s yours. Go be - Cube-crazy somewhere else. MALLORY Thanks. (And she’s gone.) CHARLIE Wes! We should’ve voted or something! Who knows what she’s gonna do with it. WES Hey - as long as she does...whatever it is she wants far away from me, I’m good with it. C’mon, we gotta finish cleaning up. </span></p> </body> </html>

<iframe src="https://drive.google.com/file/d/1kWVGFfY9y-XlUauGNn2VkLzyTGSNVwS7/preview" width="640" height="480"></iframe> [[MALLORY TOSSES THE CUBE UP IN THE AIR->BE1.1]] [[MALLORY TAPS THE BOTTOM OF THE CUBE->BE1.2]] <html><head> <script>function toggleDisplay(d,b){var c=document.getElementById(d);if(c.style.display=="block"){c.style.display="none";if(b){b.innerHTML="Display Script"}}else{c.style.display="block";if(b){b.innerHTML="Close"}}};</script><style type="text/css">.toggleLink{color:blue;text-decoration:underline}.toggleLink:hover{cursor:pointer}.elaboration{display:none}</style> </head> <span class="toggleLink" onclick="toggleDisplay('elaboration_1',this)">Display Script</span> <span class="elaboration" id="elaboration_1"><br>(We’ve moved in time again. Still in the bar, but now it’s very different. Dusty, a mess, missing more furniture than not. After a moment the four realize something - they’re all older.) WES Are you fucking kidding me?! CHARLIE Hey, you’re the one who touched the thing this time. MALLORY I think we have bigger problems than who touched the cube. If you three would stop fucking with it and just hand it to me we could all be in bed and you (She looks at Charlie) - are going grey. CHARLIE (Touches their hair.) I am. Yikes. WES Why am I wearing a wedding ring? Oh my god who am I hitched to? CHARLIE Ooo, let me see! It’s pretty. WES That’s so not the point. MALLORY You idiots shoved us forward in time. AGAIN. Give me the cube, maybe I can figure out how to get us back. MUCK So you know how the facets of the cube work and can manipulate them intentionally? MALLORY ...I have the most experience with it. CHARLIE I’m gonna take that as a no. WES Do we even have a choice? Here. You try. </span></p> </body> </html>

<iframe src="https://drive.google.com/file/d/1diuzYowAVGZZCp_RFzmFGYUy9Crs2eop/preview" width="640" height="480"></iframe> <html><head> <script>function toggleDisplay(d,b){var c=document.getElementById(d);if(c.style.display=="block"){c.style.display="none";if(b){b.innerHTML="Display Script"}}else{c.style.display="block";if(b){b.innerHTML="Close"}}};</script><style type="text/css">.toggleLink{color:blue;text-decoration:underline}.toggleLink:hover{cursor:pointer}.elaboration{display:none}</style> </head> <span class="toggleLink" onclick="toggleDisplay('elaboration_1',this)">Display Script</span> <span class="elaboration" id="elaboration_1"><br> (The four of them walk to the studio around the corner.) CHARLIE Are we gonna be in a movie? Are we gonna be FAMOUS? MUCK Looks like it. WES This may be, probably, totally all a dream, but I...I don’t hate this. Fuck it, let’s go like...party with Marilyn Monroe! MALLORY Why not? (They enter the studio.) ASSISTANT DIRECTOR You’re late. Scene 19B. France, party scene. Look drunk. You probably already are. (He looks them over, then looks at the scene.) ASSISTANT DIRECTOR You, tall one- back of the scene. ASSISTANT DIRECTOR You two, table over to the left there. Take drinks from props, there, on your way. ASSISTANT DIRECTOR You, miss- MALLORY Mallory Mae Davis. ASSISTANT DIRECTOR Miss Davis. Sit at the bar. ASSISTANT DIRECTOR That’s everyone, and that’s a MINUTE past call! That is NOT happening again, you all understand? ASSISTANT DIRECTOR I don’t care what your excuse is, it’s time to work. Everyone look happy, it’s a party! Five seconds, four, three, two, ACTION! </span></p> </body> </html> THE END. [[Start Again->SCENE 1]]

<iframe src="https://drive.google.com/file/d/19L33Ef0X99wVSPnLdSBpU3EinobPHyb6/preview" width="640" height="480"></iframe> <html><head> <script>function toggleDisplay(d,b){var c=document.getElementById(d);if(c.style.display=="block"){c.style.display="none";if(b){b.innerHTML="Display Script"}}else{c.style.display="block";if(b){b.innerHTML="Close"}}};</script><style type="text/css">.toggleLink{color:blue;text-decoration:underline}.toggleLink:hover{cursor:pointer}.elaboration{display:none}</style> </head> <span class="toggleLink" onclick="toggleDisplay('elaboration_1',this)">Display Script</span> <span class="elaboration" id="elaboration_1"><br> MUCK Let’s just get out of here- we’ve caused enough trouble as it is. WES Are you kidding? What about being in a movie? MUCK Think about the temporal effects! We aren’t meant to be here as it is. If we changed the past, we could damage the future...think about it. You kiss Marilyn Monroe once at a party, then bam! Butterfly effect cascades and Steve Jobs is never born. CHARLIE What’s that got to do with Steve Jobs? MUCK It was just an example. MALLORY Come on, let’s just go. CHARLIE Can we get lunch? I never got to eat my fries. WES How can you think about fries in a time like this! CHARLIE Easily. (They exit the backlot. Mallory takes the cube back out of her pocket.) MALLORY It’s a long shot, but we could try to make it back home. MUCK Can I try? I have a hypothesis I’d like to test out. MALLORY No way. Not happening. I’m not losing it again. MUCK I’d give it right back, I’d just like to put it under some scientific assessments, to determine if there is a pattern to the object’s abilities. MALLORY NO. CHARLIE C’mon, Muck is totally legit. I’d trust them with my life. MUCK You’d- MALLORY No. You don’t get to have this. This is mine, and you stole it, and if you messed with it and got in trouble, it’s your own fault. WES How were we supposed to know this was going to happen?! When you leave your shit behind in MY bar, that’s on YOU! As far as I’m concerned, it’s all YOUR fault! MALLORY Fine! Have fun, you three. (Mallory squeezes the cube, and disappears, leaving the trio alone in 1952.) WES Well, shit. </span></p> </body> </html> THE END [[Previous Choice->Scene B2]] [[Start over->SCENE 1]]

<img src= "https://i.pinimg.com/564x/d0/ee/ea/d0eeea820df742b71f711938fab0991e.jpg" width = 700 height = 450 /img> How did you think that was gonna go? [[Previous Choice->Scene A2]]

<iframe src="https://drive.google.com/file/d/1bZ3eDJt9WnIzK0_kQ--tasxYITwKZZMx/preview" width="640" height="480"></iframe> <html><head> <script>function toggleDisplay(d,b){var c=document.getElementById(d);if(c.style.display=="block"){c.style.display="none";if(b){b.innerHTML="Display Script"}}else{c.style.display="block";if(b){b.innerHTML="Close"}}};</script><style type="text/css">.toggleLink{color:blue;text-decoration:underline}.toggleLink:hover{cursor:pointer}.elaboration{display:none}</style> </head> <span class="toggleLink" onclick="toggleDisplay('elaboration_1',this)">Display Script</span> <span class="elaboration" id="elaboration_1"><br>WES I hate to say this, but maybe we should just use the Cube! CHARLIE What happened to hating the Cube? WES It’s a better option than freezing out here! MUCK Wes is correct. WES Unless it takes us to the inside of a volcano or something. MALLORY I am not giving you time to backtrack on this. Do something! (Charlie looks at the cube before grabbing it, hard. They are suddenly back in the diner.) MUCK How did you get it to take us back? CHARLIE ...I have no idea. MALLORY You’re all hopeless. WES At least we’re not all icicles. MALLORY Ready to admit you don’t know what you’re doing with that thing? MUCK Charlie seems to have a handle on it, actually. CHARLIE I do? I mean - yeah, I do! MALLORY You’ve got to be kidding me. WES Is anyone else starving? MUCK Mallory, would you be willing to put in our orders? MALLORY I hate you. CHARLIE A burger does sound really good right now. MALLORY ...One burger. </span></p></body></html> THE END [[Start Again->SCENE 1]]

<iframe src="https://drive.google.com/file/d/1KgOEV_8wii9lkdZpPqis94UPjrbM34K8/preview" width="640" height="480"></iframe> <html><head> <script>function toggleDisplay(d,b){var c=document.getElementById(d);if(c.style.display=="block"){c.style.display="none";if(b){b.innerHTML="Display Script"}}else{c.style.display="block";if(b){b.innerHTML="Close"}}};</script><style type="text/css">.toggleLink{color:blue;text-decoration:underline}.toggleLink:hover{cursor:pointer}.elaboration{display:none}</style> </head> <span class="toggleLink" onclick="toggleDisplay('elaboration_1',this)">Display Script</span> <span class="elaboration" id="elaboration_1"><br>MUCK I think we should get moving. If they are truly this powerful, we shouldn’t sit like sitting ducks. Besides, this could be my- our one opportunity to observe real alien life! CHARLIE Yeah, I agree. I think Muck always has the best ideas. MUCK I think you have the best ideas, too. WES Weird. But yeah, I think that sounds smart. MALLORY I don’t know. We have to be really careful. MUCK Could we use the object to our advantage? MALLORY I don’t really know how to do very much with it. I mostly focused on the mind control. People are like malleable objects to me. WES Sketchy, thanks for sharing! MALLORY I can’t help but share. You can’t lie on this ship. Just try it. CHARLIE I ha-have a nipple piercing! WES What the fuck, Charlie? CHARLIE What? C’mon, let’s go that way. (They exit the warehouse. They face a corridor, with two directions to go down.) MUCK Which way, team? MALLORY Left. (They take the passage at the left. The passage seems deserted.) CHARLIE Nobody home? MUCK Unlikely. WES How optimistic. (They continue walking down the corridor. An alien appears and stares at them.) WES Shit. (The Alien points at them. The cube in Mallory’s hands disappears.) MALLORY Give that back! Please! (The Alien stares.) (Muck steps forward, toward the alien.) MUCK Hello. My name is Morgan, and these are my friends. And also this other girl. We come in peace. (The Alien stares.) ALIEN Then go in peace. Forget what you have witnessed. (The four humans are transported out of the spaceship. They wake up back in the diner, exactly where they were in the booth.) MALLORY Do you all want something to drink? </span></p> </body> </html> THE END [[Start Again->SCENE 1]]

<iframe src="https://drive.google.com/file/d/17L5uYrum3WnPnj3NWTMvlC2qnzeVymEW/preview" width="640" height="480"></iframe> <html><head> <script>function toggleDisplay(d,b){var c=document.getElementById(d);if(c.style.display=="block"){c.style.display="none";if(b){b.innerHTML="Display Script"}}else{c.style.display="block";if(b){b.innerHTML="Close"}}};</script><style type="text/css">.toggleLink{color:blue;text-decoration:underline}.toggleLink:hover{cursor:pointer}.elaboration{display:none}</style> </head> <span class="toggleLink" onclick="toggleDisplay('elaboration_1',this)">Display Script</span> <span class="elaboration" id="elaboration_1"><br>MUCK Well, clearly this, (They motion to the blinking serial number on the screen.) is the cube we’re in possession of. WES So we put it back and like, apologize and ask nicely to just go home? How about that? MALLORY Like hell. Who knows what they’d do if they found out I stole one of their...whatever these are. MUCK Why should we leave empty handed? CHARLIE Don’t you think they might hunt us down for one of these? They’re so powerful… WES How did you get in here in the first place? MALLORY None of your business. WES Are you kidding me? You left that thing on the bar and got us all into this mess in the first place! MALLORY I didn’t mean to leave it there! WES Well I didn’t mean to spend the night with you all freaking out about some all powerful cube-thing! CHARLIE Woah! I think maybe we should all, uh, take a breath or… WES Do not tell me to calm down, Charlie, I swear to god, I am going to absolutely lose it. MALLORY Like you haven’t been this whole time. MUCK HEY! We should be spending our time trying to figure out our next step, not squabbling with each other like children. CHARLIE I agree with Muck. WES You literally always agree with Muck. MALLORY You really do. CHARLIE Do not! Not always, just when they say something reasonable! MUCK Which is most of the time. CHARLIE Which is most of the time! Right. WES Riiiight. And not ‘cause you two are… MUCK We aren’t anything. CHARLIE Right! What’s - what’s that supposed to mean? MALLORY Are you kidding me? You two have been making eyes at each other this whole time. CHARLIE Making eyes? WES You literally have Muck’s name saved with a heart next to it in your phone. CHARLIE You weren’t supposed to tell anyone that! WES Well, what else was I supposed to do? MUCK You do? CHARLIE I mean...yeah. Shit - wait, I wanted to say no! MALLORY Yeah, that’s part of this whole thing, no lying. At least I can’t. It’s better to go for evasive rather than outright lies. MUCK A latent truth field...interesting. They must value honesty more than most. WES Great, so they won’t lie to us, whatever. Does that computer have, like, instructions or something? I wanna get home before they figure out we’re here. MALLORY It might. Budge over, let me look. (Mallory moves towards the computer screen and looks it over.) MUCK So. A heart emoji? CHARLIE ...Uhm….yeah. MUCK Right. Well. CHARLIE Oh my god just reject me already please end this. WES You’re both ridiculous. MUCK No, I - I don’t mind. CHARLIE You don’t...mind? MALLORY Fuck yeah! Here, gimmie the cube. WES How can we trust you? Who’s to say you don’t just, like, pop off and leave us here? MALLORY I won’t leave you here. Truth field, remember? (Charlie, after a moment’s hesitation, passes over the cube. Mallory turns it over in her hands before poking at one of the panels on it. They are transported, suddenly, to the bar - exactly as it has been when they left it.) WES Oh oh oh thank god, Earth air again, holy shit. MALLORY Now I’ll be goi- MUCK Wait. They’ll want that back, I’m sure. You should stick around. Safety in numbers, after all. CHARLIE Yeah! Friends? MALLORY ...Fine. You’re right. Safety in numbers. But this doesn’t mean we’re friends, alright? WES Suuuuure. CHARLIE We’re totally friends. </span></p> </body> </html> THE END [[Start Again->SCENE 1]]

<iframe src="https://drive.google.com/file/d/10Q5pdWpa_-1eHg-LH52Y66qOaeCsSyxr/preview" width="640" height="480"></iframe> <html><head> <script>function toggleDisplay(d,b){var c=document.getElementById(d);if(c.style.display=="block"){c.style.display="none";if(b){b.innerHTML="Display Script"}}else{c.style.display="block";if(b){b.innerHTML="Close"}}};</script><style type="text/css">.toggleLink{color:blue;text-decoration:underline}.toggleLink:hover{cursor:pointer}.elaboration{display:none}</style> </head> <span class="toggleLink" onclick="toggleDisplay('elaboration_1',this)">Display Script</span> <span class="elaboration" id="elaboration_1"><br>(...Nothing happens. They’re all still in the now-closed bar, all still ten years older, all still standing around as Mallory fiddles with the cube.) CHARLIE ...So, definitely a no, then. MALLORY Shut up. Like you could do better. WES Who am I married to? MUCK (Notices a ring on their finger as well. Huh. They reach for a pocket and pull out a phone. The lock screen is a wedding picture. Double huh.) Me. WES No way. CHARLIE You two don’t even like each other?! MALLORY Are you kidding? Do you even care that you’re older now? CHARLIE Not really. Hey - I bet I graduated! Didn’t even have to suffer through college! WES I told you all we were gonna get Adam Sandler’d but no, why would you listen to me? MUCK Maybe this isn’t the worst thing that could happen. It seems we have been moved forward in time into the bodies and lives we will have in ten years from the day we found the cube, so we don’t have to worry too much about the butterfly effect or other temporal displacements. I agree with Charlie that not having to worry about surviving through college. WES Oh, so now you’re a silver linings type? MALLORY So you’re telling me you’re okay with this? MUCK I’m telling you it isn’t the worst possible outcome of messing around with an unknown item with unknown power. WES Why do you think we got married? MUCK You started to find me charming? WES ...Huh. MALLORY Oh my god. CHARLIE The fact it takes being moved to past your wedding for you to realize maybe you don’t hate Muck is a little ridiculous. WES Shut up. Mallory, how’s the...cube thing working? MALLORY ...It isn’t. WES Maybe you uh...used up its charges? Maybe it just needs some time to recharge or something? MALLORY It doesn’t work like that. MUCK You don’t actually know how it works. MALLORY Shut the fuck up. CHARLIE Well, I think I would probably still live in town years later, right? Maybe we should just...call it a night. Go crash at mine? WES Do we still live here? MUCK By the looks of these pictures, yes. MALLORY Of course you three would still live here. WES You know, maybe Muck’s right. CHARLIE That’s a first. WES Come on. I’m just...maybe this isn’t the worst possible thing that could happen. Maybe we’re all happier here than we were back then. MALLORY If you three want to stay here but old, knock yourselves out. CHARLIE I mean...I’m cool with it. MUCK I am as well. WES ...You know what. Yeah. Maybe this is the best possible outcome. Who’s to say where we’ll end up if we fuck with it again, you know? We could wind up dead - who’s to say we’d get back to before? MALLORY Well. Have fun, then. I’m taking this and I’m going back, somehow. CHARLIE Good luck. (Mallory storms out, cube in hand. The trio look at each other for a long moment.) WES Shit...do you think we have kids? </span></p></body></html> THE END [[Start Again->SCENE 1]]

<iframe src="https://drive.google.com/file/d/1WiJeXtygPqLwjTM9zF3Z1yncblnwO4EF/preview" width="640" height="480"></iframe> <html> <head> <script>function toggleDisplay(d,b){var c=document.getElementById(d);if(c.style.display=="block"){c.style.display="none";if(b){b.innerHTML="Display Script"}}else{c.style.display="block";if(b){b.innerHTML="Close"}}};</script> <style type="text/css">.toggleLink{color:blue;text-decoration:underline}.toggleLink:hover{cursor:pointer}.elaboration{display:none}</style> </head> <span class="toggleLink" onclick="toggleDisplay('elaboration_1',this)">Display Script</span> <span class="elaboration" id="elaboration_1"><br>(The bar is normal again. All four are back to their original ages and clothes.) MALLORY I told you all I know how to use this thing. CHARLIE Good job! MUCK Or you got lucky. WES Does it matter? We’re back! We’re fine! I’m not married anymore, thank god, we can put this whole thing to rest now, right? MALLORY Right. So, I’ll be keeping this and heading out, then. CHARLIE Wait - where did you even get the cube to start with? What are you gonna do with it? You, like...aren’t gonna try to end the world with it or anything, right? MALLORY One question at a time. WES They have a point. That thing is scary unpredictable. MALLORY I found it. And I’m not going to use it to end the world. MUCK What have you been doing with it until now, then? Why did you have it in a bar? MALLORY ...I figured out how to make it make me seem hotter. WES You...You’ve been using the interdimensional magic time changing cube in order to pull dates?! MALLORY And skip the line at the DMV! WES Oh, ‘cause that’s so much better. CHARLIE No, no, she has a point. MUCK So you’re going to keep using it to get dates and not wait in line? MALLORY Uh, yeah? Duh? MUCK ...Fine. WES Are you kidding? We can’t just let her run around the world with a cube that can do god knows what, she might like, accidentally destroy the world or something, and then it’ll be on our conscience! I don’t want that on my shoulders, and I’m sure none of you do - CHARLIE Well, she already left, so. (Wes blinks. Mallory is, indeed, gone, having teleported off with the cube to god knows where in order to do god knows what.) MUCK Interesting. I suppose all we can do is hope she is at least a little reasonable. WES That’s it, then? MUCK Listen. It’s four am. I’m tired. This has been grand and has left me with a lot to research, but she’s gone, and she took the cube with her. I believe it’d be best if we just go home and I can do some further research on this...Cube. CHARLIE We can help! WES We? CHARLIE Well, you’re not gonna leave us hanging, are you? WES Since when are we an us? MUCK I do believe that would be when we traveled through time together. WES ...Fine. You have a point. We can go and...research together, or whatever. But I am not touching anything else suspicious, okay? CHARLIE Okay. Let’s get outta here, before Mallory comes back or something! MUCK Want to go get something to eat at the diner? WES Yeah. That sounds good. Let’s. </span></p></body></html> THE END [[Start Again->SCENE 1]]

<iframe src="https://drive.google.com/file/d/1CP-ccC0-gXUs1vBWrtBPWkJpVNaE0Rc3/preview" width="640" height="480"></iframe> <html><head> <script>function toggleDisplay(d,b){var c=document.getElementById(d);if(c.style.display=="block"){c.style.display="none";if(b){b.innerHTML="Display Script"}}else{c.style.display="block";if(b){b.innerHTML="Close"}}};</script><style type="text/css">.toggleLink{color:blue;text-decoration:underline}.toggleLink:hover{cursor:pointer}.elaboration{display:none}</style> </head> <span class="toggleLink" onclick="toggleDisplay('elaboration_1',this)">Display Script</span> <span class="elaboration" id="elaboration_1"><br> (The four wait a few feet outside the simple log cabin, hesitating before going further.) MUCK I’ll check inside. MALLORY Fine by me. CHARLIE Be careful!! (Muck returns from the cabin.) MUCK Coast is clear. The residence is decidedly unoccupied. WES Yeah, for now. (The four reluctantly enter the cabin. It is simple and cold, but it has a stove, kitchen, beds, and canned food. It also looks dusty and unused.) MALLORY Gross. CHARLIE I think it’s cute! It’s like...rustic and charming. WES It would be way more charming if I didn’t feel like I was going to either get axe-murdered in my sleep, mauled by a bear, or freeze to death first! MUCK Luckily for us, I always carry my trusty scout kit- (they look in their pockets for an absurdly long time, the others watch in disbelief) -AHA! A lighter. (Muck kneels to light the fire.) MUCK Much better. CHARLIE This is so cozy! I could get used to this! TEXT: ONE YEAR LATER. (A year later. The friends living in the cabin. Muck is staring at the cube.) MUCK Sometimes I wonder...sometimes I wonder what if- (Wes walks through the door, holding a bundle of sticks.) WES Look what I got! Didn’t get mauled by a bear, or axe-murdered by an angry logger, or- CHARLIE -frozen to death in a blizzard? WES Or frozen to death in a blizzard. MUCK (Muck sighs, putting the cube aside.) Better not to wonder. Who’s cooking dinner tonight? </span></p></body></html> THE END [[Start Again->SCENE 1]]

<center> THE CUBE Written by Justine Gerace and Maeve Montague Directed by Hannah Pederson and Maeve Montague THE CAST: CHARLIE Will Rainwater WES Hannah Waskowitz MUCK Alejandro Ortiz MALLORY Shannon Trageser COSTUME ASSISTANT Zoey Jones ASSISTANT DIRECTOR Julian Mazzola THE ALIEN Emma Richmond THE CUBE was produced as part of The New School for Drama's BFA Repertory Company in Fall 2020. The Faculty Advisor for THE CUBE was Jerzy Gwiazdowski. [[RETURN TO HOMEPAGE->START]] <iframe width="0" height="0" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/4oY3v0jAWr4?autoplay=1" frameborder="0" allow="accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture" allowfullscreen></iframe> </center>

<iframe src="https://drive.google.com/file/d/10oBA4oOsEJ0BZs5TVqTh_0t7G8OsMhi8/preview" width="640" height="480"></iframe> [[Choose again->Scene A]] <html><head> <script>function toggleDisplay(d,b){var c=document.getElementById(d);if(c.style.display=="block"){c.style.display="none";if(b){b.innerHTML="Display Script"}}else{c.style.display="block";if(b){b.innerHTML="Close"}}};</script><style type="text/css">.toggleLink{color:blue;text-decoration:underline}.toggleLink:hover{cursor:pointer}.elaboration{display:none}</style> </head> <span class="toggleLink" onclick="toggleDisplay('elaboration_1',this)">Display Script</span> <span class="elaboration" id="elaboration_1"><br>(Mallory returns, setting down a glass.) MALLORY There. Drinks. Now give it to me. WES Yeah, uh - here - (They reach for the Cube but are stopped by Muck) MUCK What do you plan to do with it? MALLORY Are you kidding me? We had a deal! CHARLIE I don’t think we made a deal? MALLORY I swear to GOD - [She takes the cube, jabs a finger at a side and is gone.) MUCK Well. Shit. </span></p> </body> </html>