Picture this: You find Peter Pan at your window one night, insisting on teaching you sword fighting. That's exactly what happens to Mark in tonight's episode. As our guest, Peter Pan brings an element of danger and excitement, but he's not all fun and games. He’s more wily than we're used to, using information about Mark’s family to persuade him. Listen to the engrossing duel and find out how Mark, outmatched but not outwitted, finally submits to Peter's teachings.
But that's not all. I also share with you a personal narrative, one of abandonment and the searing pain it inflicts. I was left in an orphanage, discarded and forgotten. I chased adventure, disregarding the risk of never coming back. This journey made me examine the price of power and the sweet allure of independence. I bare my heart and soul, revealing my internal battles and motivations. Solmaria Trujillo and Martin Miles truly bring this story to life with their superb performances. This episode is a rollercoaster ride of thrilling tales and raw confessions you won't want to miss.
Night Terror, episode 3, written and produced by Sean America.
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The Night Terror, episode 3. Mark turned on the light to get his bearings. A light appeared by the window. The window flung open, peter Pan appeared.
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Wake up, it's time to get started. A big plan, big plans, explosives, guns, sniper rifles, mags. First we'll load up the pirate ships with C4. Boom, boom, boom, chaos, fire, destruction.
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Death Mark wiped the sleepiness from his eyes. He trembled, but was resolute.
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I'm not going with you, not now, not ever. Yes, you are.
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No, I'm not. Mark stood up facing Peter, His face a mask of grim determination. He picked up his Louisville slugger, intending to crack Peter across the temple. Oh, in a fighting mode aren't we? Come on.
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Put down the primitive block of wood and let's fight like civilized boys.
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Peter Pan took off his leather jacket, revealing two rapier strapped at his belt. He tossed one to Mark, who let it clamor to the floor. Before realizing what it was, mark dropped the bat. Mark picked up the weapon. He was well-weighted with a heavy hilt. Peter Pan laughed, knowing Mark had never picked up a sword before.
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Peter Pan swirled a sword with timeless grace, tying Mark Do you think you're a match for me, pony Boy, you're completely outgunned. I'd undo you, just like I did, captain Hook, like all the others.
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Peter's eyes shifted, taking a different tack. He wanted this fight. He thrived on conflict. A great battle. He got his blood hot.
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I've been watching your family for quite some time now. You know your mom's pretty dang hot. I do like her. If I were so disposed, a queen like her won't be on the market for long. I'm sure the guys are lining up drooling, waiting their turn.
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What's that to you? Leave my mom out of this Just saying she's a hottie Pony Boy.
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Women like her get snatched up real quick. Then you've got a stepdad telling you to mow the lawn, wash the dishes, get him a beer.
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Mark was infuriated by Pan. No one talks about his mom and this Pony Boy over and over. Mark hated that term. It was sand in his eye. Mark trembled with rage. He charged Peter Pan intending to kill him. Mark thrust his sword toward Pan's neck. Pan parried the ferocious blows easily, but was shocked. Mark thrust the sword at Pan's head and Pan parried the blow away. Mark struck again and again and blocked the blow more fiercely than Pan. Mark struck at Pan again, and again, and again.
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No one talks about my mom. You sick asshole, Leave her alone.
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Marky Mark such language.
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Don't you ever talk about her again, I'll kill you, I swear, all right all right, compadre, exo and the mama.
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You don't gotta get all work done.
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I'm not a coward or a little boy. I won't be pushed around by you, I'd rather die".
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There's no need for you to die? Well, not yet. Anyway, you can come with me. I can teach you many things.
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Peter Pan levitated off the floor, his sword drawn, his shadow lengthened before him. He did it nonchalantly, his looming figure almost floating towards the ceiling, hand shadows stretched long and horrid, laughing, a villainous laugh.
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If you come with me, you could be royalty, not just some no-name boy. We could rule never neverland together. Stay young and never grow old. You and me. We could get other boys and girls to help us. We could make never neverland a paradise. It would be perfect. You could be my king, my right-hand man, my go-to dude the eyed Mark.
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Why me, of all the boys you could go to, why single me out? You're?
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special Mark. You're not like other boys, you're set apart, like me, a loner, a powerful boy, important, different, above the riff-raff. Now do you want to learn how to sword fight?
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I'll teach you. Mark looked at Pan with utmost gravity.
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Yes, yes, I would. What do I do first?
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I'll show you First dance young man Unguard.
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Mark copied Pan's motions, practicing it several times.
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Let's practice in parries. You come at me with a side thrust, slowly, slowly, with control.
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Mark did as instructed. Now parry, parry thrust, Peter demonstrated and Mark copied.
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You're getting the hang of it, you're a natural.
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Mark couldn't help but smile. It felt good with a sword in hand and he imagined for a moment a thrill of battle, the rush of pirates coming down. The beat Pan is blazing, battling it out hand-to-hand, sword to sword.
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Practice your lunges. This is a forward attack. Push off with your back foot. Yes that's it. Okay, now guard Good. Next your parry Good mark, you're quite a natural.
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Yes, the lesson continued until Mark tired and he sat down in his chair panting. Peter Pan tousled Mark's hair.
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You'll make a good commander. Pretty green, yes, but you'll learn, you'll learn.
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One question, peter, it's been on my mind as we've been fencing have any of the boys you've taken with you, have any of them come back Back to their homes and their lives.
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Peter Pan was stunned when he spoke. It was in a strange, disconnected way.
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No one comes back. It's a one-way trip. You leave your mom and you lose her forever. You can visit and all Say hello in our dreams, sit by your nightstand watching, but you will have crossed over, broken through to the other side. Eight Alice's magic mushrooms. You don't get magical powers for nothing. No, suri, we all have to pay the price for power. But who cares? Who needs parents anyway? Look at me. Do I need parents? I'm my own boy. I do whatever I want, and you can too. I'll tell you about parents what they're really like. They leave you by the front door of the first Presbyterian church. They leave you in a smelly, unkept orphanage. They grow sick of cancer or stroke or a car accident and they leave you all alone. That's what they do. If I didn't leave them when I did, I'd probably still be in that awful orphanage with 16 other boys, 16 smelly, unkept boys. My mother abandoned me. Oh, she left me.
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My.
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God, how I hate her.
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Night Terror, episode 3. Widen and produced by Sean America, starring Sol Mertrugillo as Peter Pan, martin Miles as Mark and narration. I would also like to thank Karen America, technical Bits Houghton on this series and Darren America, co-writer, on this series. Thanks to you all.