The last three scenes from the sequel to The Wicker Man
'The Winter Isle'
https://maptonshire.blogspot.com/2024/04/the-winter-isle-final-draft_11.html
Scene 21: The Prix
After rewriting the land's ethics and implementing them, phoenix gets contacted by three unhappy Theocracy's operating locally that claim to be the Politico religious divine spiritual leaders of the community,
The Prix, The Freely and The Sonaz;
Collectively known as The Society of The Imperishable Sacred Land!
He goes to see The Prix first as they are the longest serving claimants to the right to be in control of people's lives. He's greeted in a basic but sturdy building by a well-dressed bunch of octogenarians, who reeked of pungent tobacco and old-fashioned perfume to such an extent you felt like you had been transported back to the 60's or 70's.
Phoenix is asked why he would try to change the culture of society when it has always been thriving, whilst the rest of the world is at war, in a state of famine or natural disaster?
Phoenix replies with "According to your bible, you came to these lands in 1800 and couldn't get control of it due the locals being untameable", so your ancestors poisoned what they called 'The Illiterate Working Class' with magic mushrooms to subordinate them and make them industrious - is this true!
A Prix replied by saying "Well I wouldn't call it poisoned sir, it was just a little something to show how 'magic' we were to subdue them, making it easy to take over their lands and monetary supply with trickery - why that's what life's all about sir, it's no different to the TV, Newspapers and Blackpool etc they use now!
(Phoenix) "It also states in your bible that all people are born sinners, and when you save everyone from the fate of being eternal sinners, the second coming will appear and bless you all with eternal happiness in heaven.
Therefore, you don't put any input into society to better it, as it's contradictory to your interests of going through life 'pure' and ‘saving’ everyone that you've ensured needs saving!”
Everyone nodded their heads in agreement, to which Phoenix retorted;
"So, in summary, your ancestors came here because they were bored and wanted to get control of the land and its people so your people could sit around listening to re-enactments of the visions and stories people told whilst under the spell of your magic mushrooms!
Whilst doing virtually nothing all day to live in luxury, whilst the people you poisoned to obtain this lost all their autonomy, resulting in their descendants now having to work every hour just to put a roof over their head and food on the table - and you call that progress!
Which an old woman quipped "It is for us sir" as the laughter resounded through the half empty room, which continued as calls of
"You'll be wanting us to take animals out of cages next"
"Then you'll be taking the houses and food from our unborn pure babies"
"Before making us refer to them as sapiens next rather than the apes they are"
Phoenix had the final say to all that vileness;
"I'm always true to my word Mr X, and you've had over 200 years to turn this place into a paradise, whereas I turned my land into a paradise before I could write!
Therefore, unless you turn this land into a paradise for all, from guidance from all my work and writing, you will all suffer the same fate as my father. Though there will be no rebirth after ceremonial sacrifice, just direct auroral energy that will incinerate you all, along with every book, building and every residue of your pathetic lives that will never be heard of or spoken of again!
Scene 22: The Ruley
In the afternoon Phoenix makes his way to the Freely’s country retreat, where on arrival he can't find a vacant parking spot, so he parks behind the car that's reserved for management. As he gets out, he's called to
"You can't park there, you'll have to park half a mile away",
Phoenix tells him he’s,
"More than aware of your cultures intimidation tactics, shame they didn't tell you what happened to the last men who tried to goad me"
He walks into the huge wooden structure's main hall, where he's greeted by over 300 men with cries of
"Move your car", "boos" and "shame" etc,
so, he makes his way to the front, stands on a platform, puts both hands up in the air out wide and shouts
"Silence in my Land"
The stunned audience had obviously never been spoken to like that before, so Phoenix made the most of their gobsmacked silence by asking,
"What kind of community has 300 smartly dressed middle aged men doing absolutely nothing in the middle of the afternoon?
I'll tell you, it's people who were born with a silver spoon in their mouth, but the only sweetness you get in life is to control other people's lives like some form of God!
Am I right!?”
The 'main' Freely steps forward and introduces himself,
"Let's start by you moving your car Mr Howie, you nutter, or we'll move it for you" (muffled laughter)
Phoenix retorts with;
"Your organisation owns all the businesses and controls people that have established themselves here, what's the secret to your success - ensuring that free space isn't taken by others at all costs?"
"When you've moved your car, we'll tell you"
(to cries of here here)
"I'll give you lot time to get your act together as I've nothing planned this evening, so I'll move my car to give you the half hour you need to make this day more interesting.
Can I have the lights off please when I come back as I want to show you a video of the paradise I've made of my home island, thank you, zap you in a bit",
as he walked out to whispers under their breath of what, uh, and wtf, as he went to re-park his car.
Scene 23: The Sonaz
On his return, the lights are off, and he leaves the door ajar as he enters the hall and walks to the front where on the platform there is a huge four poster bed with a man in his 80's sat up on it.
Surrounding the bed were five women aged between 60 to 75 sitting in armchairs, and a dozen smartly dressed Freely men sat on chairs in a semi-circle behind the armchairs and bed. As he approached them though his eye was taken by the triple mattresses, the top and bottom ones looked normal but in-between there was what looked like people!
As he went to inspect, he couldn't help but notice sitting in one of the armchairs was the landlord's manageress;
"Well, Well, Well, small world, though not surprised and really happy to see you here your vileness!"
which she sneered back
"I'd watch what you say if I were you"
"Never going to happen madam” -
The other four women were from the leaders of the local council, tourism, education and child protection sectors,
all as expected by Phoenix 😉
“Well, Well, Well!
What the hell do we have here then!
A bed made with a layer of people?
I'm taking a wild guess the bed is symbolic of your culture!
An effigy, depicting an anti-culture dependent on trampling people so much they had to lie on them...
AND WHO ARE YOU SIR?"
The old man stood up and angrily grunted out;
"Don't ever call me sir"
Phoenix: "I know, that's why I said it"
"I’m Mr Z and nobody speaks to me like that, I'm in charge of this land now the Freely have agreed to accept my offer of continued diplomatic immunity in this ever-changing world, so know your sacrificial place, Phoenix!
All of us here have been chosen by God to take the world forward, and to do that we have to destroy the very soul of every human being. For that, we will always be eternally grateful to the Prix for getting control of these out-of-control illiterate working class people by subjugating them through magic to create a culture of industrious Quietism.
We will always be just as grateful to the Freely for taking over from the aging Prix by controlling and preparing this sacred land, ensuring there were no homosexuals but plenty of children, animals and the vulnerable available for heterosexual pleasure 24/7.
Through not maintaining such fine buildings, infrastructure and communities, they kept our true culture and aims flying under the radar, ensuring todays great day came to pass.
And now we, The Sonaz, will utilize all their hard work of creating, then saving every sinner’ to transcend into heaven first. Followed by the Freely, then Prix; after we saved them from charges of lack of duty and extreme vileness respectively.
All of which allowed us to obtain these now ‘purified’ lands cheaply to ensure all ‘The Pure’ even the saved ‘lowers’ will make their way to heaven and live happily for eternity, honestly they will, honestly, because it is written!"
Phoenix just had to butt in there;
"You absolute nutter!
This is heaven right here, a paradise that is easily acquired for all by love, hard enjoyable work, and societal bonding - ethics that are then passed on to every generation as sustainable ecstatically ethical culture.
Whilst you think the world belongs to you, you can do what you want to people and destroy anything at will, all because of the chip on your shoulder about your mum and dad having a hard time as a kid.
You literally arrived here with a silver spoon in your mouth and in control of the law, allowing you to violate or in your case get other people to violate people for your entertainment.
All just to deal with the pain of having a disruptive but not abusive childhood, which may or may not be the cause of your lifelong impotence"
The old man wailed out immediate;
"Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat"
Phoenix continued mentally torturing him with;
"You've never had sex have you Mr Z, or a partner or even a wank!
The only pleasure you get out of life is in being the ultimate narcissist.
Did you never consider having a sex change?
As uproar ensued in defence of their new master and whilst Mr Z was on his phone to his solicitor, Phoenix fully inspected the bed, and not surprisingly he saw all seven department managers from the hotel squashed in lying semi naked in compromising positions, just waiting to be sacrificed, bounced all over, or moved into any position!
"Well, Well, Well, Well, you liked the company so much you decided to lie for them in more ways than one, eh? In return, this is what you get for life 'A nice warm bed' where you feel secure in the knowledge it will always be there for you; whatever you do to children or the vulnerable, you will always have someone who will protect you from prosecution and make ‘good’ use of you!
As all Mr Z's solicitors arrive, Phoenix presses play on the projector, and the adreno’ fuelled audience is easily distracted by being drawn to the unfamiliar sounds and scenes...
The opening scene of his Islands video beginning with what drives it, the crashing sounds of waves against rocks and the howling wind powering an Ecstasy fuelled rave 🙂
The noise detracts the members from any possibility of them hearing or seeing the robot fox cubs in the dark that Phoenix had programmed to come into the hall, go under the tables and wrap ivy wire around their ankles -
(like what they did in Chitty Chitty Bang Bang).
The lookalike baby fox cubs quickly went to work with relish, wiring them together around their legs like a Jack Russell chasing its tail, but with precision so as not to alert them before they were all knitted and slowly tightening together!
Phoenix stops the tape after 5 minutes for Q and A’s.
First question is,
"Why do we need to see this; we have a perfectly functioning society here"
"You don't have to be here; you have come of your own free will, since I've arrived on this Isle you all think that you’re hunting me, the hunter - but it's me who's planned every moment of my trip.
I knew the only way to get you all together for sacrifice was for you to prove I was a homosexual.
Whilst all I had to do was prove you’re all singing from the same hymn sheet to prove who needed sacrificing to let the auroral light past this Safe haven for darkness”
“Silence!
Its' Your sacrifice Mr Howie, and it's us who’ve controlled every moment of your time since you arrived on this Isle to prove you were a homosexual, and thus worthy of being the final sacrifice to summon the third coming!
Who else but a homosexual would feel compelled to stop heterosexuals from doing what they wanted with theirs and others’ children and animals.
Who else would have the ability to penetrate twelve men in one session, and call it pleasure.
Who else would not be tempted to join in when he hears the pleasures of the night all around.
Who else would try to change all this idyllic, war free areas culture, laws, ethics, morals and entertainment.
The truth is hidden in the last letter of our names The X, Y & Z. Since the birth of our saviour there have been 25 such sacrifices leading up tonight over the past 2000+ years, one for each letter!
It’s all written and so fate Mr Howie.
You are the final sacrifice of 26, the ultimate sinner that will allow us ‘The Pure’ to rejoice in heaven forever after summoning the appearance of the third coming to bless us for our work”
Phoenix:
“You’re the last people who are going to heaven; the whole world never mind universe now know about you and your wives’ reliance on being Adreno' farming and harvesting nonces, but you ain’t living for thinking you're going to heaven on my shift!
(as Mr Z is gasping for breath)
Tell me gentlemen are you all enjoying your beef wellington!"
"Yes, we are actually, as we've all had our weekly hit of Adreno', so sooner you get to what your problem is with us the sooner we can celebrate sacrificing you in that bed by hunting and killing some foxes and badgers”
Phoenix:
“You'll have a chance to have fun sooner than you think, Tuck in gentlemen, you're closer to your wives than you think"
Phoenix pressed play again on his video, the second scene begins with people in The Summer Isle paradise talking openly about tantric sex.
"Turn this off, it’s putting me off my dinner", cried out one nonce.
Phoenix:
"Tuck into the middle bit of your beef before I spoil your appetite gentlemen, and you'll see I've given you all a present"
Phoenix pressed play again after fast forwarding it to a sensual group love making session, that was accompanied with all the sounds of real pleasure and excitement, which was way too much for these vile in-Breds, and set off a whole set of responses that got merged with each other
"That's absolutely disgusting turn it off"
"My wife's wedding ring"
"How can you participate in such filth"
"How did she know I was here"
"How can you stand that long being with women"
"My wife's ring, and a fingernail"
"Here, what's this in my pie"
"Why’s he doing that to her"
"Hello love, if you get this message give us a ring back please, I've found your wedding ring in me pie"
After the first shout of “Here, what's around my leg”, the fox cubs were triggered into action. They jumped up on the tables and ran from one end to the other and jumped straight onto stage, causing all the men to scream, stand up and then panic as they all rose up and started to fall over each other as they grabbed at the tightening ivy wire around their ankles, bringing them slowly closer and closer together.
The cubs then pulled out the people in the bed and jumped onto everyone around the bed, transforming as they did into soft wired nets that encapsulated its target and strung them straight up from the ceiling, with them all individually cocooned facing the stage.
Except for Mr Z who was barked onto the bed, which was then encapsulated by robot fox cubs who’d transformed into wire netting, so leaving him caged and in full view!
Phoenix then stopped the video and told the audience;
"That'll teach your wives to be complicit with everything you do, just to put a fine roof over her head! Have you all figured out yet what was in your meal, or do you think it was an impossible burger that I turned your wives into something nutritional!
As the hall resounded with wails of derision, disbelief, horror, grief and pain from the tightening wires, the caged Mr Z couldn't hide his feelings as he proved Phoenix wrong about being Impotent! As Mr Z began to pleasure himself to the sight and sounds of everyone's excruciating despair and agony, which the entire audience couldn't help but notice, even those that were in excruciating pain.
"Now you've seen your ruler masturbating over your suffering, do any of you think your life was of any use to anyone but him?
A pained silence ensued before Phoenix left the building to the wailing sounds of men who were once free to do whatever they wanted to any animal, child and the vulnerable with the wires still tightening, and Mr Z now fingering besides pleasuring himself.
"All you had to do is share and be nice, but you guys chose the opposite. People won't do it again though, all thanks to you guys and your wife's amputations acting as a visible deterrent; who didn't get buggered you know,
No, they didn't get buggered!”
Phoenix then got the party started with music and an auroral laser show from his Hot Air Balloon Deck, which attracted all the now ex-lowers from all around.
After a couple of hours partying to allow anyone who just about deserved to get out of the huge wooden building alive to do so, everyone encircled the lodge & linked arms ready to sing the past away.
An hour afrer the first beams of direct auroral light set the sacrificial venue alight, the sacrifice of all the main light blockers was confirmed when the robot fox cubs trundled out of the ablaze building looking very chuffed with themselves. They then encircled the building with phoenix and all the now higher locals, linked paws and hands and sang along...
Song for Scene 22:
Condoner of the vile
Goodbye Mapton Shire
Though I never knew you at all
You had no grace to hold yourself
When lives were torn apart
They crawled into their limestone house
As the TV whispered into their brain
That set them on the treadmill
And they made them lose their game
And it seems to me they lived their life
Like a condoner of the vile
Always knowing who rents out their kids
When they needed another car
I knew I would have liked to live there
When I was just a kid
But their ethics burned out long before
Our ravers ever will
Loneliness was tough
The hardest role I ever played
Maptonshire was called upon by Phoenix Star
Pain relieved by pleasure was the only price he paid
Even when they were trialled
Oh, how the lawyers hounded him
All the police had to say was
We’ve driven around the area in the nude
And it seems to me they lived their life
Like a condoner of the vile
knowing exactly who to call up
When their money ran out
And I wouldn't have liked to know you
since I was just a kid
As your ethics burned out long before
Our ravers ever will
Goodbye, Mapton Shire
You know I couldn’t stand you all
As you had no grace to hold yourself
Whilst lives around you were torn apart
So goodbye, you Vileophiles
From the young ravers saving kids for 30 years
Who sees you as nothing more than anti-sexual
Nothing less than a Jimmy Savile fan
And it seems to me you lived your life
Like a condoner of the vile
Always knowing who to call up
When your money ran out
And I would’ve liked to live there
But I was just a kid
Your ethics burned out long before
Our ravers ever will
Your ethics burned out long before
Our ravers ever will
Scene 24: Carry On, They Don’t Like It Up Em
Phoenix then returns to the sacred council estate where he envisioned his calling in life. He’s greeted with yellow ‘Lost’ like smoke billowing in from high above which transformed into a smiling emoji which had the Essence & Aura of
Ricky Gervais 😊
Which then dispersed like murmuring musical notes interspersed with scenes from his favourite film ‘Carry on up the Kyber’, in every auroral colour imaginable 🙂
He knows what he must do:
Carry on singing, dancing and F’ing the vile life out of people, until they all wake and stop being the nonce sense they are!
The End