At the epilogue of human society; the humans don't talk each other's anymore. They prefer to talk to an idealization of a person, a profile, the shadow of a real person, as if they lived tied, like mindless slaves, inside of a dark cave. The humans don't see the reality through their own eyes, anymore, they see it through the screen of machines that they called; computers, tablets or phones. But even if they use their eyes to see the reality, they need the approval of a person that they called; "Authority" to believe in the truth right in front of them, and No matter if the authority is wrong, because they still believe on that person. The machines are designed, developed and manufactured by corporations. These companies belong to elite. These wealthy people redesign the thoughts of the masses as they want it. The elite is the shepherd, the rest of society are the cattle. Thanks to this method of mind control, the humans don't think by themselves anymore. They need to ask to a machine how to think, and what to think. What to do, and what don't do. These machines are becoming more and more intelligent. But they just keep getting dumber. However there are a few humans that refuse to give up on their decisions. They fight against the system by thinking by themselves. This small minority it's called: The freethinkers. In the last couple of months, a lot of freethinkers have disappeared. The authorities have refused to investigate these disappearances…. ACT I: "Wake up, Slave!" The dim light of the dawn sneaks through the middle of the room curtains. The soft summer breeze makes capsize every object in the room. Suddenly an unexpected and abusive "Beep" breaks the peace and stillness of the room. - Beep… Beep… Scott is awakened from his sleep. Scott covers his own face with a pillow. Scott: (To the phone) Please, set the alarm to the 8:34… -Beep… Beep… "You cannot sleep anymore, Scott" Said the phone with a metallic female voice. "Today, you have a very important presentation in front of the Board of Directors" Scott: (Removes the pillow of his face) Damn it! You're right! But… again… set the alarm to the 8:34! -Beep… Beep… ·Scott, wake up! You need to remember the commitment that you have with the company" Beep… "The company is above your humanity" Scott: Ok… Ok… I'm waking up… ****** In the Kitchen. Scott is preparing scrambled eggs with tomato and onion. He also fries a couple of slides of bacon. The smell of the fried bacon is intoxicating. "Umm" Said Scott while he puts orange juice with extra pulp on a cup. Scott dissolves a huge spoonful of sugar on the juice. "Hell yeah!" said Scott. - Beep… Beep… "Scott, you have exceeded the amount of sugar in your juice" Beep… "Remember the calories" Beep… "You're overweight" Scott: That's not true! I'm ok! Look at me… -Beep… Beep… "Remember, the authorities recommend the dietary supplement for the breakfast" Beep… "It's for your own security" Scott: That thing is awful! -Beep… Beep… "The authorities are never wrong" Scott: (Muttering) Yeah! Sure… -Beep… "What's that?" Scott: No, no nothing at all… I will eat the supplement… yummy. ****** In the Car. Scott fits the seatbelt. He puts the phone over the car dashboard and stars the car. -Beep… Beep… "Scott, it's late" Scott: I know, I know… -Beep… Beep… "I have set this route…" Shows a map on its screen "So, you get to work faster" Scott: No, I can't… I can't go for that way, near to the main avenue lives Misha. -Beep… Beep… "So, you prefer to avoid a socially awkward situation than arrive faster to work?" Scott: Yeah! I don't want to see her again, no after what she made me. -Beep… Beep… "Your work is above your personal life…" Scott: Yeah! Yeah! Stop the preaching on me! Scott accelerates the car. Smoke comes out of the tires. He smiles. Beep… "Scott, don't do that again" Beep… "If you do it again I'll have to send a report to the authorities". ****** ACT II: "Digital Detox" The meeting with the boards of director is over. Scott is standing still at the door of the office, showing a look of relief. "The meeting wasn't perfect, but I was ok" thought Scott. His coworkers smile at him with condescension when they leave the office, some of them shake hand with Scott, but nobody looks at Scott's ayes, everyone looks the screen of their phones, like they were taking orders from the machine. "I was a little nervous, but everyone understood me" Scott babbles weakly to himself. Mr. Crowley (Scott's boss) approaches to him. Scott stands firm like a soldier. Mr. Crowley gives to Scott a masonic hand shake; Crowley's thumb presses Scott's knuckle. Crowley: Well done, brother. Scott: Thank you, sir. Crowley: It wasn't bad… but, you need to work on those nerves, I mean, you babble and stumbling a couple of times. Scott the next week you are going to speak with the owner of the company, so... you know…Be a stone. Scott: I understand sir. Crowley leaves the office. -Beep… Beep… "You weren't ok, Scott, and you know it" Scott: What are you talking about? I was good. -Beep… Beep… "Good is not enough" Beep… "We need results" Scoot: We? -Beep… "Your presentation was tedious" Beep… "You didn't offer solutions to the problem of the markets, instead you create new ones" Beep… "Your stumbling behavior was disrespectful to the company" Beep… "We, the phones, are all agreed on this statement" Scott: But, we, the people, are agreed on… I was ok… They understand me, that's all! -Beep… "Scott, they refuse to look at you in your eyes" Beep… "They were polite with you, just because their phones suggested it" Beep… "But, they all think what I just told, even Mr. Crowley" At the screen of the phone appear the results of an Internet research on pills that help with the nerves. Beep… Beep… "I took the liberty to search on the Internet, pills that will help you with your problem" Scott: I don't have a problem. -Beep… "Yes you have a real problem" Scott: I'm just a human! For god's sake! ****** After a long morning of hard work, Scott is taking his lunch at the dining room. To avoid his coworkers, Scott is sitting on the corner of the room, where the people that cleans the offices, sits. His phone is beside to him, preaching at him about work efficiency, and what government and authorities want from the citizens. Suddenly, a text interrupts the boring speech. "I think you were good at the presentation ;) Khloe" Scott, smiles. He lifts his eyes from the table and watches how a beautiful blonde girl salutes him from the other side of the room. "Thank you, Khloe". Scott types on the phone. "Why you are eating so alone?" "Because, I'm sad?" "Why?" "Everyone lied to me" "When…?" "Remember my presentation? Well, everyone told me that I was fine, but they were just being polite, I was terrible" "Everyone loved your presentation, including me, ?" Khloe smiles flirty and play with her gold hair. Scott blushes. -Beep… Beep… "Scott, I think you that you won't talk with that woman, she is a distraction to you also she is…" Scott: I don't care! Just shut up! Khloe receives the same reprimand from her phone. Beep… "Don't talk with that guy, Khloe" Said the phone with a metallic male voice. Beep… "Remember Josh". Khloe furrows her brow. ****** Scott and Khloe exchanges messages all day long. They flirt at each other with optimistic phrases. By the end of the day they set an appointment for tomorrow at the afternoon in a coffee shop. "What's on your mind?" Khloe asked to Scott, while they're sitting on a table near to a small window inside of a coffee house. "Freedom" Answered Scott to Khloe, at the same time that he drinks a cup of Colombian coffee. The phones begin to make a lot of noise. Khloe: Let's put these things far away. Scott: Agree. Khloe hides her phone on her bag. Scott put his phone on his pocket. Khloe: So, Freedom. huh? Scott: Yeah! Freedom… I want to live on a place where you can make your own decisions. I don't want to ask to some freaking machine about everything. Khloe: But, Scott, we are free. Scott: No, we are not. We are slave to a government; we're slaves of ours jobs… I want to do a lot of things that I can't do because I have no money, or authorization from an authority. Khloe: What kind of things? Scott: I want to travel around the globe without a visa, or money… just by myself… or… with you. Khloe: (Smiling) You don't need authorization from anybody to go out with me. In fact, you already have the authorization. Scott blushed again. Khloe takes his hands. Scott: Well… in that cases. I want to ask you… if you… Huh! If you are willing to… huh… to, you know… I have a little cabin in the woods away from town, and I want to know if you, well… you, me… Khloe: Are you asking me to go to your little cabin in the woods, just the two of us? Scott: Yes, yep, yes. Khloe: I'd love to! Scott: Great! This weekend will be perfect. You, me… away from responsibilities, authorities, phones! An authentic digital detox! ******

ACT III: "The blue demon" Late that night… Scott is packing some things in a small red baggage (Shirts, pants, underwear, and socks). His yellow cat is watching at him from the other side of the bed with Indifference, like it were saying; "Human, don't forget my food". While he is packing the clothing, his mind is bombarding with images of Khloe naked, and willing to do anything with him. Scott's mind makes very precise estimates of each curve in Khloe's body. It's been over 4 years that Scott does not touch a woman. Misha was the last one. Scott found his former girlfriend in arms of his best friend in the middle of the main avenue. -Beep… Beep… "Scott, this trip is not a good idea" Scott: Leave me alone! -Beep… Beep… "Scott, I'm just worry about your safety" Beep… "The road to the cabin is very lonely at this time of year". Scott: Perfect! Loneliness is what we want. -Beep… "That woman is not for you, Scott" Scott: I don't care what you thing, you are just a machine! -Beep… "You don't understand, Scott. She is in…" Scott turns off the phone. Scott keeps his phone on the nightstand and enters to the bathroom. The phone begins to emit a sound that can only hear a cat. The cat's eyes turn into blue. The yellow mammal walks to the nightstand and took the phone, then he puts it in the red baggage. Scott comes out from the bathroom, puts something inside the baggage and closes it without looking inside of it. ****** As the mobile device had predicted; the road to the cabin is lonely. The young couple is happy with the loneliness. The night is clear. The stars and the planets are so bright, that looks like that Khloe could touch them with the fingertips, like they were moths. Scott and Khloe flirt with their gazes while the road moves in front of them. In the distance the wolves are howling, the owls are hooting and the breeze runs free between the trees making quiet noises. Scott lost the control of the car. A tire has been punctured. Slowly the young man parks the car to the side of the road. Scott: Don't worry! I have two spare tires. Khloe: I'm not worry, because I'm with you. Quickly, Scott gets down of the car and gets the tools to change the tire. Khloe gets off the car and walks towards a nearby clearing to see the stars better. After a few minutes, he finished the installation of the new tire. Scott walks to Khloe and he gets amaze that how the silhouette of the girl is delicately outlined by the light of the full moon. Scott: The night is so beautiful. Khloe: Yes, it is. Scott takes Khloe by her waist. Scott: This is a dream come true. You, me, this beautiful night… Khloe: Yes. Scott kisses Khloe. The couple intertwines their tongues and exchange saliva for a several minutes. In the distance, between the branches of the nearby bushes, a pair of yellow eyes is looking at them. Khloe opens her eyes and sees those scary-looking eyes staring at her. She suspends the hot kiss immediately. Khloe: What's that? Scott: (Turns his head) I don't know. It could be a wolf. Khloe: Let's go. Scott: Yes, we are near to the cabin. The eyes of the wolf turn into blue. ****** The cabin is on the top of a small hill. It has two floors, and a huge garage with room for at least two cars. Scott inherited the cabin from his father, who was a famous writer. He uses the cabin to escape from the society and its talking machines. The cabin is his sacred place. He never before had brought a woman to his special place, not even Misha. Scott doesn't want to waste any time. As soon as they crossed the threshold of the cabin's door, He lifts his woman on his arms and drags her to the room. "Wow!" said her with a smile on her face. In the room, Scott undresses Khloe ripping out all her clothes fast and furious, and copulates with her for two hours without any rest. The stillness of the forest was disturbed by the moans of Khloe, which came and went in waves. The moans became an echo that reverberated in every corner of the surrounding mountains. Immersed on his lust, Scott forgot to close all the doors of the car, and the main entrance of the cabin. A herd of wolves approach to the car, the alpha male enters in the trunk of the car, and comes out with the small red baggage on his jaws. The wolves bite and scratch the red baggage until they take the smart phone out. The alpha male, a big white wolf with blue eyes, enters to the cabin with the phone on his snout. The phone is making a sound that only canines can hear. Inside the cabin, the wolf puts the phone on a table next to the door. A spanking sounds on the second floor. "Hell Yeah! Baby" Said Khloe. The sex is over. The phone stops the sound. The eyes of the wolf turn into blue, a neon blue. From the snout of the animal begins to output a white slime. The animal begins to climb the ladder.

****** Khloe is smocking on the bed. She plays with the smoke that comes out of her mouth. She is trying to make a donut with the smoke, but she can't. Her blond gold hair is messy; a lock of hair is covering her left eye. The makeup that adorned her baby face is now scattered at the savannas and the pillows. Khloe covers her breast with her right arm. Scott is in the bathroom getting ready his body for another two hours of rude sex. It has been 4 years of celibacy not sought that he is willing to bury it forever. The young man is determined to kiss, touch or lick every single inch of Khloe's body. Khloe's cigarette is over. Quickly, the girl looks for another at the nightstand, exposing her breasts, perfect and wet. Scott comes out of the bathroom at the same time. He gets hypnotized with the picture of Khloe on the bed with the new cigarette between her fleshy lips. Khloe's boobs dances like they are being moving for some invisible hand that shakes dough to make bread. The girl realizes the power she has over Scoot. Softly, she extends her hand inviting him to bed. He accepts the invitation, now he is a castaway that gives himself to the almighty ocean. The door of the bedroom opens slowly; the couple doesn't note it, because they're lost on an apocalyptic sexual debauchery. The wolf snarls showing all his fangs. Khloe poked her eyes over Scott's naked and sweaty back and sees the animal ready to attack. She screams. "Nooo!!" Khloe Screamed. She pushes Scott away from her. He falls to the ground. The wolf jumps on the bed ready to devour the woman. She covers her eyes with her hands, ready to die. Scott takes a baseball bat and hits the animal on its head. The wolf moans in pain with its head with blood all over it. Khloe pushes the animal to the floor. Khloe: D-D-D-D-Did you kill it? Scott: I guess so… Two other wolves enter to the bedroom showing their fangs ready to strike. Scott takes Khloe's hand, the wolves jump to the bed; the couple runs to the bathroom and closes the door. The wolves scratch the door violently. The animals are so strong that it seems that the bathroom door will give way at any moment. Khloe hugs Scott; both have begun to mourn, predicting a fatal outcome. Suddenly the noise made by the animals ceases. A deafening silence fills the bathroom, the cabin, and the surroundings. Scott stands up and walks to the door. Khloe: Don't! Scott: Shhh!!! I think they left. Scott opens the door slowly, and gives a quick look into the room. The animals are gone. Scott: (To Khloe) Come… It is safe out here. Khloe: Are you sure? Scott: Yeah baby, I'm sure! Khloe enters to the bedroom and gets some clothes; a short and a small shirt. Scott puts the bat on the bed and does the same thing. Scott: We have to go down stairs. Khloe: Are you crazy? No! Scott: We have to go! They will be back! Khloe: What do you suggest? Scott: We have to go to the car and get the hell out of here! Khloe: Alright, ok. ****** The wooden staircase creaks with every steps that Scott and his girl made. Scott: I think we have to call the police. Khloe stops. Khloe: No! Not the police! Scott: Why not? Khloe: 'Cause if you talk with the police, my husband will know it, and I told him that… Scott: Wait! Wait! Are you married?! Khloe: Yeah, I thought you knew, everybody knows. Scott: I didn't know! Khloe: But, that information is on my Facebook profile! Scott: I don't use Facebook! Khloe: Chill out! It's not a big deal! Scott: It is! You are married! I am the other one… ****** There's no sign of the wolves on the first floor. The door is open; the red baggage is on the floor. Khloe: Are, Are you mad with me? Scott: Me? No, I'm not, at all. Khloe: I think, you are mad with me! Scott: No! I'm not; you're married so, what! Khloe: You know, I do have feelings for you, Scott. Scott: Yep, I know, me too. Khloe: Maybe, we… just can work it out on something… and maybe, if you want to, we may continue with this relationship. Don't you think? Scott: Yes, you're right. An awkward silence is shown between the couple; Scott is thinking in move to other city or country so far away from her. Khloe is thinking in: "God… he's never going to call me again!" Suddenly, Scott watches his phone on the table. Scott: What the hell is doing that thing here?! Khloe: What?