SECOND CITADEL – THE HEAD OF THE JANUS BEAST (PART TWO)
SOUND: DOOR OPENS, BELL RINGS, RAIN.
MUSIC: STARTS.
CONCIERGE:
Ah, good evening, Traveler! Welcome to The Penumbra.
SOUND: KEYS JINGLING.
Sir Marc and Sir Talfryn have gotten a bit over their heads on this adventure. Well, not their heads, precisely. It’s the head of this Janus Beast causing all the trouble. They battled a monster and Sir Caroline to get it, and now everything should be quiet. And it was, for a while, until the middle of the night, when the head began to whisper to Sir Talfryn about an even greater treasure – its heart. When Caroline and Marc awaken, the head has disappeared, and so has Sir Talfryn.
SOUND: THREE KNOCKS. CREEPY LAUGHTER.
Come, Traveler. Come with me into room 316.
SOUND: DOOR SQUEAKING OPEN.
The Head of the Janus Beast.
ALL SOUNDS: FADE OUT.
***
MUSIC: STARTS.
SOUND: SNORING. HOOFBEATS, HORSE SNORT.
MARC:
(MUMBLING)
Leamme ‘lone.
SOUND: SNORT.
Dampierre, we’ve talked about this.
SOUND: SNORT.
Touch me again and you’re glue.
SOUND: SNORT.
Damn it, Dampierre—!
SOUND: SNORT.
Oof!
MUSIC: STOPS.
Alright, alright, what is it? What could possibly be so important that you—
CAROLINE:
(SNORING)
MARC:
…oh.
(WHISPERING)
Ha ha! I never should have doubted you, you beautiful beast! Now, grab that head and let’s go; Tal can catch up to us later… Tal? Talfryn?
CAROLINE:
(MUMBLING)
Keep it down over there!
SOUND: SNORT.
MARC:
(WHISPERING)
No, I did not know you were telling me about Talfryn!
SOUND: SNORT.
Oh, don’t get cranky with me just because you mumble.
CAROLINE:
I told you to keep it…!
(SNORTS AWAKE)
You.
MARC:
Yes, me. Dampierre, help me up.
CAROLINE:
Where’s the head? You thieves! Your brother made off with the head, didn’t he?
MARC:
I wish Talfryn were capable of something like that, but he doesn’t have the get-up-and-go, honestly.
CAROLINE:
Where is he?
MARC:
I don’t know. Dampierre seems to think Tal might not have “stolen away” so much as “been stolen.”
CAROLINE:
Kidnapped?
MARC:
That is what that means, yes.
CAROLINE:
You’re going to rescue him in just your underwear?
MARC:
No, no, that would be stupid. I’m putting on a helmet, too.
SOUND: DULL CLUNK.
Now ride, Dampierre, ride!
SOUND: GALLOPING.
CAROLINE:
Oh, you’re not getting away that easy!
MARC:
Here to help out? That’s sweet of you.
CAROLINE:
Nobody steals from me, alright? Nobody.
MARC:
Wouldn’t dream of it.
CAROLINE:
So, let’s hear your story. Where did your brother run off to?
MARC:
Oh, I don’t know; I’m letting Dampierre lead the way.
CAROLINE:
Oh, good. You really know how to inspire confidence.
MARC:
We could be in no safer hooves than these, Sir Caroline. Dampierre heard Sir Talfryn wake up in the night and leave camp with his horse and the head. Dampierre followed as best he could, but Sir Talfryn was overtaken by a giant with feet suspiciously similar to our Janus Beast. And then the noble steed ran back to find us.
CAROLINE:
The horse told you all that?
MARC:
Of course not. I don’t speak Horse. It isn’t even a language.
CAROLINE:
You’re infuriating.
MARC:
Dampierre and I find ways to communicate without words. Feelings. Gestures. Meaningful glances over candlelight. And some days, Dampierre even communicates by leading me to a series of clear footprints belonging to himself, my brother, my brother’s horse, and a giant with feet suspiciously similar to our Janus Beast.
CAROLINE:
I don’t buy it. Why else would your brother leave the camp in the middle of the night? He knew the forest was dangerous. He said so himself. Besides, we slaughtered that monster once already. What’s it going to do? Get back up, hunt its head down, and snap it back on? Not likely.
SOUND: GALLOP SLOWS TO A TROT.
MARC:
He’s slowing down. We must be close.
SOUND: TROTTING STOPS. HEAVY FOOTSTEPS.
MUSIC: STARTS.
JANUS BEAST:
We caught it, we caught it! A snack, a snack!
JANUS 1:
We’ll peel its face!
JANUS 2:
We’ll fry its tongue!
JANUS BEAST:
We’ll grind and chomp and spit and slurp the stupid snack! It’s breakfast time at last!
(CREEPY LAUGHTER)
TALFRYN:
(MUFFLED YELLING)
MARC:
Well, you were right about one thing.
CAROLINE:
Shut up.
MARC:
It didn’t have to snap its head back on. It looks like it’s having too much fun juggling it.
JANUS BEAST:
(LAUGHS)
Spin and spin and spin and spin!
JANUS 1:
First we’ll tear it limb from limb!
JANUS 2:
And when the knights arrive at last…
JANUS BEAST:
We’ll tear them limb from limb from limb!
(LAUGHS)
Spin and spin and spin and spin and spin and— oooh, whooooooah.
JANUS 1:
Maybe we spin too much.
JANUS 2:
Maybe we take a break.
JANUS BEAST:
Spin and spin and spin and spin and spin!
(LAUGHING)
MARC:
Wow, I really hate that thing.
CAROLINE:
I thought you might relate to it. Any plans?
MARC:
Just the one.
SOUND: SWORD UNSHEATHING.
JANUS BEAST:
Hmm? What do we hear? Who goes there?!
CAROLINE:
Great plan.
MARC:
Shhh!
TALFRYN:
(MUFFLED YELL)
JANUS BEAST:
Does the little snack hear that? Something’s coming for it now.
JANUS 1:
It will watch us squeeze its brother’s eyes to jam.
JANUS 2:
It will watch us pick its brother’s toes like grapes.
JANUS BEAST:
And it will do nothing! Useless, useless! Best eaten, eaten, swallowed whole!
(CACKLING)
MARC:
That’s the last straw. Dampierre—
CAROLINE:
Stop. I have a plan.
MARC:
That’s a big bow.
CAROLINE:
Shh.
JANUS BEAST:
(LAUGHS)
Gone, gone, gone, gone, gone, gone—
SOUND: STRETCHING.
—gone, gone, gone, go—
SOUND: TWANG, SWISH, THUNK.
—ahhhhh!
SOUND: THUD.
MARC:
Very nice shot!
CAROLINE:
Yes.
JANUS BEAST:
Our head! It’s struck our head! Useless body, this way, now!
SOUND: GALLOPING.
MARC:
You hold back the body and I’ll grab the head!
CAROLINE:
You think I’d trust you with it?
MARC:
You’d better, because Dampierre is moving too fast for me to turn around!
CAROLINE:
(GROANS)
JANUS BEAST:
No!!
MARC:
Got it!
CAROLINE:
Marc, look out! I can’t stop it!
SOUND: HEAVY FOOTSTEPS.
JANUS BEAST:
Let us go, let us go! Bite it, bite it, bite— oof!
SOUND: HEAVY THUD.
CAROLINE:
Marc, when you hit the head, the body stumbles!
MARC:
I can see that! Finish it off while I free Talfryn!
SOUND: BLADE SLASH. THUD.
JANUS BEAST:
(LAUGHING)
CAROLINE:
Almost there… the heart has to be somewhere around here…
SOUND: SQUISHING.
JANUS BEAST:
A heart! It still thinks we have a heart!
JANUS 1:
Two faces, yes.
JANUS 2:
Two arms, two legs…
JANUS BEAST:
But no heart, no heart!
SOUND: SWORDS CLANG.
MARC:
Sir Caroline, look out!
SOUND: METAL CLANKING.
CAROLINE:
Would you hit that damn head already?
JANUS BEAST:
Oof!
JANUS 1:
It can hit us as much as it likes…
JANUS 2:
But never will we stop!
SOUND: HEAVY FOOTSTEPS.
CAROLINE:
Marc, it’s getting up!
TALFRYN:
(MUFFLED YELLING)
MARC:
Yes, yes, you owe me your life, your brother is brilliant, I’ve heard it all before. Shhhh.
CAROLINE:
Marc! Hit that damn head!
MARC:
I’m trying to have a moment, Sir Caroline!
CAROLINE:
Again! It’s still coming!
MARC:
Well, hold it back, then! I’m a little busy over here! I can’t free Talfryn with one hand and keep beating this stupid head with the other!
CAROLINE:
Well, it’s too fast to take on alone!
JANUS BEAST:
Always alone, always alone, always—
(GROANS)
CAROLINE:
It’s coming right for you!
MARC:
Sir Caroline, circle around, quickly! I’m throwing you the head!
JANUS BEAST:
(SCREAMING)
CAROLINE:
Boy, I can’t wait to beat the pus out of this thing.
JANUS BEAST:
Uh-oh.
(GROANS)
SOUND: PUNCHES.
MARC:
Now that that’s settled…
TALFRYN:
Marc! Behind you!
SOUND: SWORD CLANG.
MARC:
Aren’t you supposed to be on head duty, Sir Caroline?
CAROLINE:
I’m trying, but it’s getting better at taking the punishment!
MARC:
Hit it harder, then!
CAROLINE:
(GRUNTS)
JANUS 1:
A boot! It kicks us in the mouth!
JANUS 2:
(GROANS)
SOUND: ROPE SNAPPING.
TALFRYN:
Free! Where’s Thomas?
MARC:
I didn’t see him. Come up onto Dampierre, quickly!
SOUND: WHINNY.
Don’t complain, you could use the exercise. All those apples have gone straight to your thighs. So, Tal? Any ideas?
TALFRYN:
Me?
MARC:
No, the Talfryn behind you. It’s a very common name.
Yes, you. The forest is your specialty.
JANUS BEAST:
Specialty! It has no specialty! It’s useless, useless, useless— oof!
SOUND: PUNCH.
MARC:
Don’t listen to that thing! It’s all nonsense, Tal. It might sound right, if that’s the kind of nonsense you torture yourself with, but still, it’s nonsense. We need you out here.
SOUND: HOOFBEATS. HEAVY FOOTSTEPS.
Within the next few seconds, if you can manage it.
TALFRYN:
Right, right.
CAROLINE:
(GRUNTS)
Its wounds keep closing up! This is useless!
JANUS BEAST:
It’s useless, useless!
MARC:
Would you tell that thing to knock it off?
TALFRYN:
Knock it off!
MARC:
Yeah, I just said that.
TALFRYN:
No, no, the cliffs! Knock it off the cliffs!
SOUND: SWORD CLANGS.
MARC:
(GRUNTS)
Go on.
TALFRYN:
Remember? We couldn’t wander around last night because of all the cliffs! We’ll just push it off one!
JANUS BEAST:
No, no; that won’t work!
JANUS 1:
We love cliffs!
JANUS 2:
Cliffs are our favorite!
MARC:
Tal, that’s it! Stay here and pummel that head, Sir Caroline. We’re taking the body out for a walk.
Take out your spear, Talfryn. Even blind and deaf, I’m sure this body will listen to a good poke!
JANUS BEAST:
Ow! Ow ow ow!
TALFRYN:
Ha ha, yes!
(GRUNTS)
JANUS BEAST:
Ow ow ow ow ow ow—
MARC:
Ride, Dampierre! Let’s chase this thing off!
JANUS BEAST:
Nooooooooooooo! Ow, ow, ow!
MARC:
Keep pushing it, Talfryn! It’s working!
TALFRYN:
If I remember right, there should be a cliff right around… Look out!
SOUND: TREE TRUNK CRACKING, FALLING.
MARC:
It looks like it’s had enough of our abuse.
TALFRYN:
Be careful, Marc; a cornered beast is always more dangerous.
MARC:
I’ll- I’ll keep that in mind.
SOUND: WIND HOWLING.
The cliff’s right there… We just need one last push… Sir Caroline! Hit that head with everything you’ve got!
CAROLINE:
(DISTANT)
On it!
MARC:
Tal, charge!
MARC & TALFRYN:
(YELLING)
SOUND: DISTANT THUD.
TALFRYN:
(PANTING)
We did it, Marc! Look, it’s not getting up!
MARC:
(PANTING)
It’s almost cute, when it’s not chattering so much. Sir Caroline! How’s the head?
Sir Car… Sir Caroline!
MUSIC: ENDS.
TALFRYN:
You don’t think…
MARC:
Yeah… yeah. Well, let’s go check, anyway.
SOUND: GALLOPING.
TALFRYN:
Sir Caroline! Sir Caroline! Sir… she’s gone.
MARC:
The head, too.
TALFRYN:
After all that, she betrayed us! I can’t believe it.
MARC:
I can.
TALFRYN:
You don’t sound very bothered.
MARC:
I guess I’m not. Maybe I would be, if I thought that was our last chance. But honestly, Tal? By the time we’re through I think we’ll be taking on Janus Beasts by the dozen.
TALFRYN:
I hope not. I don’t think my eardrums could take it.
MARC:
Well, I plan to train those, too. Tal… about what that monster said…
TALFRYN:
It’s nothing.
MARC:
You aren’t worried that—
TALFRYN:
Worry? I never worry. What would I be worried about?
MARC:
Tal, I just wan—
TALFRYN:
I mean, it’s true that we’ve been questing for a year and we’re almost out of money and we haven’t been to a doctor in a while and I really want to be a knight but sometimes I think that—
MARC:
Shh, Tal. Now you’re making me worried.
TALFRYN:
I didn’t know you could be.
MARC:
Listen, this is all I’ll say: if I don’t worry, it’s because I’ve got the greatest would-be knight and the smartest tracker in the world to quest with.
TALFRYN:
You’re just saying that to cheer me up.
MARC:
I won’t deny that’s a nice side effect. Now come on, Tal.
SOUND: TROTTING.
MUSIC: STARTS.
Get us out of this forest and hot on the trail of another beastie. Apparently there’s more than one two-faced monster in these woods anyway.
TALFRYN:
Another Janus Beast? Are you sure?
MARC:
Who said anything about a Janus Beast?
TALFRYN:
You did. Just a minute ago.
MARC:
I meant Sir Caroline, Tal.
TALFRYN:
Sir Caroline’s a Janus Beast?!
MARC:
(LAUGHING)
TALFRYN:
What? What??
MUSIC: ENDS.
***
SOUND: RAIN & MUSIC.
CONCIERGE:
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This tale, The Head of the Janus Beast, was told by the following people:
Stefano Perti as Sir Marc,
Jason Mellin as Sir Talfryn,
Leslie Drescher as Sir Caroline,
and Kate Jones and Noah Simes as the Janus Beast.
On staff at The Penumbra:
Kevin Vibert is our lead writer and recording engineer.
Sophie Kaner is our director and sound designer.
Grahame Turner is our lead editor.
Original music by Ryan Vibert.
The Penumbra is created and produced by Sophie Kaner and Kevin Vibert.
I’m so sorry you’ve been called away, dear Traveler. We eagerly await your return.
ALL SOUNDS: FADE OUT.
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