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The torn blood presents to you a thrilling story that will leave you turning pages yearning for more. Twists, lies and deceit engross the story with characters fighting to tell the truth to the whole world.
Nadia is left fighting for her rights, trying to prove her case where evidence is hard portray or proof. Its a story where justice has to be fought for by the poor.
Corruption is a thorn in the flesh that has destroyed developements and fight for justice in the third world countries.
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Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2020
Characters
Nadia-1st victim of assault
Chosha-Nadia’s neighbor
Nina-Nadia’s best friend
Epiphany-the defense lawyer
Oluoch-the prosecutor
Bile Richards-the judge
Mat-lawyer
Joe-lawyer
Radio news presenter
Jury-part of the jury
Sergeant Matata
Sergeant Sikujua
Wekesa-the accused
Prison warden
Adel-part of the crowd
Besh-part of the crowd
Bella-part of the crowd
Angela- part of the crowd
Jabali- part of the crowd
Kwach- part of the crowd
Bella- part of the crowd
Clerk
1st man
2nd man
3rd man
4th man
5th man
6th man
7th man
8th man
SCENE 1
On stage, there are two cages. One is empty and Nadia is in the other. Her clothes are tattered and stained with blood. One side of the stage has a well arranged cluster of furniture that should be the setting of the court. Down stage are crowds of people who have frozen and not part of the present setting; anytime there is a court proceeding, the crowd comes back to life
Nadia is in a cage surrounded by a wire mesh. She seems to be in deep thought. She turns and twists with anxiety and tiredness. She bangs the cage and screams hysterically.
Nadia: I have tried not to think about it but apparently I can’t. My flesh is intact but my blood; with pain it bleeds of loath, disgust and self pity. As sexy as you might think I look; I see myself as dirt, dirtier than the volcanic sand. I know you don’t believe me, in fact I know you think I am insane. You think what you want and let me think what I want. What the hell, it won’t be written on my back.
Nina: (gets on stage and listens tot Nadia, she is shadily dressed) don’t tell me you have been talking to them?
Nadia: Who?
Nina: You always tell me that people are watching you. Listening to everything you are saying. I am not seeing anyone.
Nadia: Then you are insane just like them who think I am.
Nina: Nadia, I think this is becoming too much. I hate this prison you have enclosed yourself into.
Nadia: Oh you think I did, right? Just like the rest of them?
Nina: Who are the rest of them?
(The scene changes to court)
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