[Interior: Utah Jazz Locker Room]
Coach Corbin: Great team win, guys. Seriously, awesome job. Game ball definitely goes to Derrick Favors.
D. Favors: Yeeeeaaahh
Coach Corbin: Alright, Listen up. We have a big —
[Lights shut off]
Voice: Do you like camping?
B. Rush: Yo! Who is that?!!
[Single bulb clicks on]
G. Hayward: I love camping
[Gordon is staring at himself in a mirror]
T. Burke: Gordon?
G. Hayward: I went last weekend with my childhood friend, Luke. It was meant to be a harmless affair.
D. Favors: Yo.
G. Hayward: The daytime was a mundane mixture of barbecuing with beautiful women and swimming in a lake saturated with alcohol and urine.
B. Rush: Hey man.
G. Hayward: Mindless I was. I was…. As night fell, I began to feel. A peculiar thing happened. I walked alone to retrieve the brush that would ignite our fire.
[Gordon turns his head]
G. Hayward: I like fire very much now, Trey.
T. Burke: Ok…
[Gordon turns back around]
G. Hayward: As I bent over to pick up the brush, I saw a figure in the distance. It was 11 feet tall with green eyes. I was lost in its beauty as it slowly glided towards me. It told me to do things…
D. Favors: …word?
G. Hayward: Ever since that trip, I feel different – more alive. I miss Luke.
G. Hayward: I need to go now.
[Gordan drops the bulb and it shatters. Every player panics and exits the locker room as quickly as possible.]