About Project
The Devil visits Gods chosen-one five times, and with the gift of a book to get her in [to parliament]and you will be my bridegives dates the world will end but she rejects him, so with his tri-step-headed charcoaled alien goons he examines her brain. Synopsis Earth is a bubble held high by the Heavens above the Devil's domain. Liz is a prominent businesswoman unaware of The Devil's interest in her. A sculptured bust of Christ placed in the void of an old Ghost-Gum tree in the grounds opposite her home, brings all to the fore. The Devil is so confident she will accept him, he visits her five (5) times. Firstly as himself, emerging from her Barrister's body during a conference. He then takes over Harry, a supporter of Liz' newly-formed political party when he immobilises her body, with only her eyes to give strength as inch-by-inch as a poorly-oiled grinder she turns her chair to put him behind her. Then, on the realisation of what she has done, terrifies her, "... just one hit and I'm dead!" The Devil leaves undeterred. He obtains a freshly-deceased body and in a Judge's Full-Bottom wig concealing his face, as 'Warren' he brings gifts of a book on Hitler promising, "... do this, and it will get you in [to parliament]." Then... "and you will be my bride." Without being asked, he gives the date the world will end. Trembling to the core of her being, Liz destroys his gifts and ignores his proposal. But there are others to use. A milk-docket lost by office junior Fiona on the way to work the previous day is found inserted in the "Hitler" book Warren left for Liz. No amount of contemplation reveals the circumstances of the dockets insertion into a book not yet in their possession.
Hell is getting colder. The Devil needs Liz to keep Hell`s fires burning. In desperation he and his Alien goons need to get answers.
Liz is asleep. She opens her eyes to warm fluid running over her face and sees eight-foot tall charcoaled, tri-step-headed Aliens. The closest one steps back and folds his arms. She can neither move nor respond to the peril she’s in, nor do her senses register any desire to scream for help, move or object.
The length and sharpness of the long finger-nails that project from the large knuckled fingers are capable of slicing flesh in a single move are alone sufficient to cause terror. She falls back into unconsciousness .
A dream?… it could have remained – if not for her mum discovering the saturated pillow.
At all cost Hell must be restored.
The Devil contemplates… “perhaps Liz’ daughter will do!”
Writer – Patricia Poulos
