First Collab script, first Horror script.
N: Red said. She didn’t want to go out in the cold but she would have to. She picked up the club she had in her passenger seat. She banged on the back of the cab
R: “SHUT IT! I CAN HEAR YOU OVER THE HOWLING WIND!”
N: This isn’t how the story is supposed to go… you think as she does this
R: “How is the story supposed to go Narrator?”
N: Red says… wait, you can hear me?
R: “Yes, you’re coming through on my CB.”
R: “So all-knowing Narrator… what was I supposed to go, go “oh no! The…”
N: You do understand breaking the fourth wall isn’t helping me set the mood for your story…
R: “Ugh… FINE.”