The conference

We start the scene with a large round conference table. Black in colour with a red pentagon etched inside of it. At each point a chair is placed, all are facing in except the one at the head of the table. We see the red and black velvet back. It’s facing a bunch of television screens all broadcasting different channels from all around the world. We hear a knock.

“Come” booms the voice from behind the chair.


Four men in suits enter and each stands behind a different chair. The chairs are all different colours and each chairs colour matches the colour of the tie of the man stood behind it. The large chair at the head of the table turns slowly to face the table and we see a man with a bright red face and suit sat talking on a mobile.


“ok so if you can get that published as soon as” he sits intensely listening to the person on the other end “urhu urhu well if you think that would antagonize them that bit more” listening again he gestures for the four men to sit down which they do as one. “Look if it kicks off trouble, no matter what size the fight, it will inevitably escalate. Look I have to go I have a very important meeting so I’ll talk to you latter.” Hanging up the phone he places it onto the table. “Sorry about that boy’s it was one of my publicists in America.” Nervously the four men smiled. “so boys as I can see” he said pointing to the television screens behind him “you’re all doing ok but how about telling me what’s going on” he turned to face the man who was sat on the white chair “well according to all the books you’re the first to show so why don’t you go first”


“Well” said the man moving nervously in his seat and opening the white covered file that was on the table in front of him. “As you can see from this chart bubonic plaque and smallpox are all but whipped out” he said handing out sheets he took out of the file. “there are a few people who still have samples unfortunately I haven’t been able to turn them yet though I am still working on it” the red faced man nodded at him with a look of approval on his face. “Influenza as you can see is currently at a stand still no sooner does one lot kick off but another lot is cured”


“What about slight alterations in the virus” the man with a red face asked

“We have tried sir but to date there’s always someone who seems to be able to fix it.” Nervously he straightened his tie. “Aids as you can see is on the increase this I think is my finest baby yet”

Smiling the man with a red face looking up “how did you manage it”

“Well sir we managed to decrease the amounts of leaflets and adverts for condoms”

“Well done” the red face man smiled at him

“Thank you sir” he smiled back “sars is starting to loom it’s a new thing along with bird flu but both have potential.” Then reaching into the file once more he pulled out another piece of paper.

“What’s this” the red faced man asked as he retrieved the paper

“Its something I played with two years ago with you permission I’d like to try again only take it world wide instead of just one country”


“Isn’t this more your area” the red face man asked the man sat in the black chair

“It is” the man sat in the white chair interjected “but because it’s a disease he gave me free reign to spare it.”


“well if its ok with you” the red faced man asked the man sat in the black chair who in turn nodded “well in that case” he said turning once again to the man in the white chair “on you go” handing the papers back to the man in the white chair he turned to face the man in the red chair and waited for him to start.


“Well I’m glad to say I have no loony’s” the man in the red chair stated

“Yet” one of the others interrupted


“No they seemed to vanish after 1700 must say though they knew how to kill”

“Who was that chick again? Oh late 1500’s” his friend in the white chair asked confidently after all his turn had passed with flying colours.

“You mean Elizabeth Bathory” the man in the red chair asked

“That’s her Mrs. Let me bath in you” the man in the white chair sniggered

“Yeah literally” one of the others laughed

“Yes well she did her job well just like Vlad before her. Different style same idea and both very effective.”

“And now” the red faced man asked impatiently.


Taking a book with a red leather binding around out of a bag the man sat in the red chair handed it over. Opening it the man with a red face looked happy but confused.


“What your holding in your hand is part of a collection of journals” the man in the red chair stated

Looking even more confused the man with the red face simply said “journals”

“That’s correct sir. That one your holding starts with Adolph Hitler” the man with a red face nodded at him and flipped through the pages. “I have others from people like Joseph Starlin, Ted Bundy, and Jim Jones to name but a few”

“Cool” replied the red face man

“I also managed to get both Saddam Hussein and Slobodan Milosevic’s off Saddam days before he was captured”

Looking up from the book the man with a red face turned to face the man in the red chair “what do you use them for” he asked

“well if I find some with the potential to be a serial killer I give them the journals of people like Ted Bundy, John Wayne Gacy, and finest pupil who everyone knows as jack the ripper. If they want to be dictators I give them Adolph Hitler’s, Fidel Castro, and Slobodan Milosevic’s” he paused looking across to the man with a red face “speaking of whom he’s a big miss up there. How’s he coping down here?”

“Not bad”

“Can I see him latter” he asked the man with a red face who in turn nodded. Smiling the man in the red chair continued “reading these helps them to see the best and worst ways of doing things what works and what doesn’t”

“Excellent” the man with a red face replied while handing the books back. “So how’s it going up there at the moment?”

“So so” the man in the red chair replied nervously “I mean of my main two Sadam has been captured and I’ve not heard from Osama Bin Ladin for 7 months now”

“So how much longer do you think this war can continue” the red faced man asked anxiously.

“well I’m kind of lucky to have found out that George Bush is not only vain but greedy” taking a sip of water he looked up “I’ve managed to put a few subliminal thoughts in his head about how much better America would be if it ruled Iraq and had its oil supply for its self”

“So it should last at least a good six months?” the man with a red face asked

“Id say at least a year sir” the man in the red chair replied “I see in bush some qualities I saw in Hitler not all but some”

“What about America’s allies?”

“you mean Briton sir” he watched as the man with the red face nodded yes “we are lucky there sir Tony Blair is to stupid to be turned by me however he is as most of Britons ex prime ministers have been Americas puppy dog. America says jump Briton asks how high.”

“That’s good then”

“It is for now sir but if they get another like Churchill or Harold Wilson we are done for."


“Ok” replied the man with a red face and turned his chair to face the man sat in the black chair “now for you” he said waiting for the man to give his presentation.


“With your permissions sir” they man in the black chair said holing up a video


“Be my guest” the red faced man says gesturing towards a video player slightly off to the left. After it is put in the man presses play pictures of people starving to death and fighting over food is shown.

“As we all know Chad, Ethiopia, and south Sudan have had these problems for a lot of years now. The beginning of this year however the UN’s food and agricultural organization warned Somalia and Kenya that this year they to would face hardships”


“Excellent anything else” the man with the red face asked

“Yes” replied the man from the black chair. Knocking the video off and returning to his seat. “Thanks to the war in Iraq the refugees are not receiving the food they require aid is just unable to get through.” He reached into a briefcase and pulled out some papers and handed them around to everyone. “Also we should give mother nature a huge big thank you. The last couple of years she has made not just mine but all of our jobs a lot easier as you can see on the papers you have in front of you” everyone looked and smiled as the man in the black chair continued. “You have the 2004 Indian ocean earthquake which is better known as the Asian tsunami or Boxing Day tsunami. The more recent we have the hurricane that flooded New Orleans and devastated part of America”


“With my disease for animals” the man in the white chair said

“And Mother Nature” continued the man in the black chair “and my crop disease by 2015 we should have a world wide famine.”


“Excellent” the man with a red face smiled. His smile was so wide it seemed to take over his face. Turning towards the man sat in a sickly green chair “and you” he asked.


“Well as my learned friend on my left just said mother nature is making all our lives easier which has almost doubled the death rate in the last 18 months”

picking up his phone the red faced man smiled at the four men “well” he said “thanks for the update” standing up the four men left as the red faced man punched in a number on his phone. “Bonjurno Carlos” he said as he started to turn his chair to face the television screens once more “how are things in Italy” there was a moment of silence as the last of the four men exited the door and closed it “listen” the man with the red face continued “lets start this weeks paper with the story ‘evidence found to collaborate the fact that Jesus was married to Mary Magdalene’ that should ruffle a few feathers in the Vatican and test the new guy out.”