404 Page Not Found (:30)

Open on a man or a woman on a laptop or even a mobile device, clicking aggressively. Suddenly, the clicking calms. They’ve arrived at THE site to solve all their problems. They nod to themselves -- this is good -- they think. 

(Cue haunting music): Cut to the screen. It’s the RP3.com. The music reaches a crescendo, the screen shakes, fog rolls in. One final click.

*click* 404 Page Not Found

The man or woman gasps, once, then again, horrified at the screen lit up before their eyes. They want to scream but they can’t. Derrick from Accounting would glare at them. 

They smash the back button. Nothing.
They hit reload. Nothing.

They hit forward? Nothing. 

Ctrl-alt-delete surely. 

Still, nothing. 

The man or woman sit back in their chair. (Cue music to reflect pondering.)

Man or Woman: What happened to the first 403 pages? Were they ever found?

(Cue ‘duh duh duhhhh’ music.)

Cut to End Card 

End Card reads: Wow you’ve made it this far. Incredible really, a real feat of character, of patience, of attentiveness. I’m just the writer so, I can’t help you get out of this. The back button?