John runs, in slow motion, through a field of freshly blooming wildflowers, arms out wide and a smile on his face.
Marsha runs, in slow motion through a field of freshly blooming wildflowers, arms out wide, a smile on her face, her dark hair flying out in the breeze, her light silky dress pressed against her body as she runs.

John runs towards Marsha, his heart soaring in anticipation of sweeping her into his arms once again.

Marsha runs towards John.....John sees the beauty in the smile on her face and hopes she is feeling the same sense of expectation.

Closer together they run, in slow motion. The music begins to climax as they draw near to each other. Their smiles are as big as they can be, each one caught up in the anticipation of holding the other in their arms after being apart for so long.

They are a few yards from each other....the music is as loud as it gets!
Another five steps and they will be together again at last!

Suddenly, a skeletal hand dripping putrid flesh reaches up from the ground and snags John’s ankle. He begins to fall headlong towards Marsha! Marsha sees John begin to stumble just as another fleshless hand trips her up, and she begins to fall headlong into the path of the falling John!

The music screeches to an abrupt halt as John ends up sprawled on the ground, face in the dirt, arms spread out in front as if still reaching for Marsha.

Marsha tumbles down just in front of John, takes a small bounce and ends up spread out on John's back. Her head tucked into the small of his back, her thigh smashed into the side of his head, and her arms spread out to help break her fall.

After the hapless couple untangle themselves and make sure each one is not hurt, they sit on the ground, arms wrapped around each other laughing at the scene, picking twigs and leaves out of each other's hair and just happy to be together again.

"At least I gave you something soft to land on," said John with a smile.

"Very gallant of you," said Marsha, “though it felt as if something grabbed at my ankle.”

“I felt the same thing! Like something held me and made me fall,” agreed John.

They Shrug it off, share a quiet laugh, and John looks deeply into Marsha's eyes and gives her a long slow kiss as he takes her in his arms and lays her down in the field of wildflowers…..where other arms are waiting.

The music comes up dark and foreboding.

“Oooh John! It feels like your hands are all over me!!” she started to giggle....just before they both screamed.