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The atmosphere is tense. MAJA, SAM, MALIN, FREYA, TUVA, EVE and EVIE are watching, judging KLARA, KIM and ALVA. Excited, desperate to stay, ALVA, KIM and KLARA are determined to convince this strange audience to keep them. All except KLARA, KIM and ALVA bear a pseudo-tribal handprint mark somewhere prominent on their skin.
KLARA. We should start by saying that we followed you.
KIM. Two of you.
ALVA. In a boat.
KLARA. We followed two of you in a boat by stealing someone elseâs boat.
ALVA. We didnât steal it.
KIM. But the engine wasnât very good so we lost sight of you.
KLARA. Yeah, we lost sight of your boat, you were too quick, so then we were totally lost.
ALVA. Weâre gonna give the boat back.
KIM. But we kept going even when we couldnât see the shore, we kept going.
KLARA. We thought we might run out of fuel, not be able to get back, starve, die.
KIM. But I started rowing.
ALVA. Is this âThe Communityâ?
KLARA. Yeah, Kim kept rowing until we saw it, finally, this place.
KIM. Cos we couldnât turn back, we had to get here.
ALVA. Weâre looking for a place called âThe Communityâ.
KLARA. Of course itâs âThe Communityâ, Alva, theyâre living in the middle of the sea!
ALVA. Right. Wow. This place is like an urban legend.
As if watching a movie, EVE and EVIE open a bag of crisps and begin sharing them with each other.
KLARA. She means that when you all disappeared, it was on the news, on the front of papers, all these theories about how youâd all just vanished. All on the same day. There were some clues, not many, but some and these rumours started, about a place called âThe Communityâ.
ALVA. Weâve been trying to find it for ages.
ALI, EBBA and BASIC JANE arrive to watch. ALVA, KLARA and KIM feel the pressure.
KIM. Klara, youâd better start at the beginning.
KLARA. Okay. So before we followed you in your boat, whoever that was, weâd basically been obsessed with those rumours for â
ALVA. For ages.
KLARA. Everyone was saying, that there was nothing to link most of you to each other. People were asking âHow did they plan this?â, âHow did they communicate?â, âWhere did they go?â and my dadâs in the police and this is something weâd never normally do, weâre not â
KIM. We photocopied some files, got your names, addresses, passwords â
KLARA. We used your social media to find people you knew, ask them stuff, and finally â
ALVA. After ages.
KLARA. Finally we started finding all these encrypted conversations which Alva decoded.
ALVA. After double ages.
KLARA. Sheâs stubborn, Alva, sheâs good at codes. And what you were writing to each other about, your ideas for this place, for the world â It was addictive reading.
KIM. So by the time we found the coordinates â
ALVA. It took ages to work out that they even were coordinates.
KIM. By the time we found them, we knew, youâd actually done this.
KLARA. We thought about telling my dad, the police, your families but⌠we didnât.
KIM. We couldnât.
KLARA. Because weâd found you. Us. Weâre not exactly top of our classes, weâre not cool or confident or â And weâd done it. We just knew that if weâd managed to find these bright, clever, amazing people with huge ideas â
ALVA. After ages.
KLARA. After ages, that maybe we might deserve to join.
ELIN, MOA, AGNES and HENRI arrive to watch.
KIM. We were careful. Coming here. We were really careful.
KLARA. We worked it all out. We ditched our phones so that we couldnât be tracked, avoided CCTV, changed our hair, clothes, sneaked onto the backs of trains, the ones that take cargo, we slept rough, we took a crazy route to get here just in case but we really did â
KIM. Vanish. We disappeared.
KLARA. But the coordinates were just a beach. Thatâs all. And we couldnât go back, we didnât know what to do, we hid in a little fishermanâs-hut thing, we were stuck.
ALVA. For literally ages.
KLARA. Until last night, Alva heard raised voices, shouting about âThe Communityâ.
KIM. She was too scared to speak to them, just woke us up.
KLARA. So when we saw two of you getting in a boat this morning â
KIM. And there was another boat, nearby â
ALVA. We borrowed it. And weâre here. And weâd like to stay. Please.
KIM, KLARA and ALVA wait expectantly for a response.
KIM (asking her to be quiet and wait for a response). Alva.
A silence as the tribal-painted faces all look to one another.
AGNES. Ask them about Hanne.
EVIE. Shh.
All the tribal faces return to looking at ALVA, KLARA and KIM.
ALVA. Hanne? Whoâs Hanne? We didnât meet anyone called Hanne.
A short, tense pause while ALVA tries to think of something to say.
We didnât even meet the two people we followed. Who was that, by the way?
The tribal-painted faces all look at SAM and MAJA.
SAM. Why should we let you stay?
KIM. We saw, youâve only got one boat, you can have ours.
ALVA. Our boat? Itâs not our boat.
SAM. Thereâs no room for newcomers. You have to go.
KLARA. Are you in charge?
MAJA. No oneâs in charge.
SAM. But we canât support three more so you have to go.
TUVA. We should vote on it.
MALIN. Okay, great, everyone, thanks, now letâs just hear them tell us why they should stay, okay?
Everyone looks at KLARA. Although KLARA initially feels the pressure of being watched, as she speaks, she finds the lucidity of conviction, her genuine enthusiasm becoming more and more clear and inspiring.
KLARA. We should stay because⌠We know why you came here. Everything back home is wrong. A few rich white men making decisions for loads of people who are not rich and white and men and those decisions are always about money while stuffâs running out, people are fighting over oil, water, food â Wars are coming, riots, police violence, itâs all coming unless we change how we all live, not just in little token ways but completely. We have to come up with entirely different ways of living here and what you were talking about in the conversations we decoded, fairness, equality, it all makes sense. And now weâve read those, now ...