[Clayton leaves a carefully-wrapped present in front of Rita's room - thin and a little floppy, obviously some kind of small paperback. It's apparently a play, something titled A Young Man's Game; leafing through it reveals a plot similar to Lord of the Flies except set in a remote factory, where the lack of adult supervision (with an emphasis on missing company culture) leads the group of children abandoned there to eventually succumb to anarchy and, most horrifying of all, bankruptcy. The writing is uninspired, but with a bit of work with stage direction, it could at least be an entertaining production.]
[A note has been tucked into a random page, written in horrifically bad script.]
If you're still recovering from your time at the school, I hope this helps. --Clayton
[ present ]
[A note has been tucked into a random page, written in horrifically bad script.]
If you're still recovering from your time at the school, I hope this helps.
--Clayton