[ WP ] Write the third episode of non-existant series . Make us curious about what happened before episode 3 , and what happens after .

Ext. Wooded thicket outside of Tentagel, Cornwall, UK. 
 
 It's early morning, and violent damp mist wets the bottom half of the thicket. A path divides it unevenly. As we we move through the path, we catch glimpse of reverse centaur running sloppily, weaving between the trees. 
 
 Next we encounter a druid, dressed in the rags of a wanderer, he's sitting on a stump amongst a cluster of saplings, next to him sits a Turtle with a monocle, a mustache reminiscent of Kitchners, and a plaid bow tie. They're talking. 
 
 The druids bites into a fish, and stares at the camera with disgust as we pan by. 
 
 We pass the reverse centaur again, it's peeing behind a tree. 
 
 Finally we queue up on our protagonist, Ben Weslewellyn, still naked and covered with tiny cuts, he's staring blankly into the camera. 
 
 Ben: 
 
 I know it's'ere. 
 
 He looks to his left and right, and then down and up. 
 
 We cut to some trees, looking up at them. The branches rustle, and we hear ffaint giggling. 
 
 We cut back to Ben. 
 
 Ben, shouting to an invisible entity, as he looks in all directions: 
 
 I lost it'ere. Long ago, aye! I did. I spake to thee, and'ope thine ears'eareth my plea. 
 Hath thee nye compassion, for i am wrought with'opelessness. 
 
 We hear more rustling, as we cut to a series of chaotic stills of the reverse centaur, the druid and the turtle, blurred images of the magical thicket. 
 
 Finally we rest on a large tree. 
 
 Concurrently, three heads poke out from behind the tree. 
 
 Being 1: 
 
 We have FOUND- 
 
 Being 2: 
 
 WE have found- 
 
 Being 3: 
 
 We HAVE found- 
 
 All together: 
 
 Your necklace- 
 
 Being 1: 
 
 NECKlace! 
 
 Being 2: 
 
 NeckLACE? 
 
 Being 3: 
 
 NECKLACE! 
 
 They are tiny beings, drawves. They are all identical, other than their hair colors. 
 
 One brown, one blonde, one red. 
 
 They wear massive mustaches. 
 
 They all walk out from behind the tree. Behind them runs quickly by the reverse centaur. 
 
 Ben speaks to the beings: 
 
 Oh, what joy I feel! I beggeth ye, to rreturn my necklace. 
 
 Being 1: 
 No. 
 
 Being 2: 
 
 No we. 
 
 Being 3: 
 
 No we will. 
 
 All together: 
 
 No we will not! 
 
 Ben: 
 
 Wherefor dost ye keepeth mine necklace from me, queer beings? 
 
 In unison, the beings join hands, and begin to screech into the sky. 
 
 The reverse centaur runs behind Ben, and begins to sing, whilst running in circles. 
 
 Centaur: 
 
 The lace of the neck, 
 From the neck of our King, 
 Has been placed under hex, 
 by the words that I sing, 
 King Gwthly, he whistles, 
 he whistles the Preengs, 
 The songs of the Kraugs, 
 The poems of Vuxle, 
 the whispering Preeng. 
 The necklace was lost, 
 it was lost in this thicket, 
 And Preengs have found it, 
 you miserable Dricket. 
 
 Then a voice from behind the centaur speaks, it is the turtle. 
 
 Turtle: 
 
 Didst ye forget? The ancient times, when Fargle killed the Rabbit of Cuertil? 
 
 You must know, the necklace can never be yours, you know. 
 
 You must knoweth it'll never be yours, you know. 
 
 Ben to the turtle: 
 
 But't is it not mine? Whom are these people you speak of? 
 
 From behind the turtle, a voice speaks, it is the druid: 
 
 Haveth no arms, that I do. 
 
 Ben cuts him off: 
 
 Why does that matter? 
 
 Druid: 
 
 The Ruins of Ægenrerdithacnut contain paintings of the tale, the tale of Sessle and his fire of Yessle. I have told the tale, that's why your necklace is lost. 
 
 Ben: 
 
 No it isnt. I dropped it. 
 
 Druid: 
 
 No it isnt. The tale hhath been telled! 
 
 Ben: 
 
 I've heard nothing. 
 
 Druid: 
 
 Oh, you have n't? 
 
 Ben: 
 
 No. 
 
 Druid: 
 
 Oh, forgive us then. Never mind. 
 
 The druid calls the others: 
 
 Come on, then, off we go. 
 
 The 3 beings hand the necklace to the centaur who hands itto Ben. 
 
 Centaur: 
 
 Sorry about that old boy. 
 
 Ben: 
 
 Oh, it's quite alright. You all take care now. 
 
 Centaur: 
 
 You as well, salut! 
 
 End.
