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This kids gentle comedy horror story - THE GHOST WHO LOST THER SCARE???

Join the Screamdents at the Great British Scare Sghoul on an original adventure by Sarah Golding (28% scary) AND NARRATED BY Fiona Thraille (30% scary😎)  with BOO! The scariest ghost in the sghoul(98% scary)  - summoned to the Giant Head Teacher's (Karim Kronfli )(48% scary)  office (in total darkness, no...candles...allowed) After being talked to by the coolest meanest Head Ghoul (Meabh De Brun) (33% scary) and her demons, Red, and Blue, Boo whizzes on their way to ....possibly try to scare the Head Teacher. On the way, Boo's darker, naughtier conscience - Blue Boo - speaks, and....they fall out, and the Blue Boo  leaves...to cause chaos in another part of the sghoul.

There's a dark dark blue bluer than blue itself (SCREAM) vortex that has started to swallow up the school - and all of year 5, the prefects and...everyone - and Boo knows who exactly is to blame.

Can Boo work with all their other inner thoughts  - Happy, Energetic, Tired, Silly and Loving to save the school, and ..themselves? Listen and...FIND OUT!

Thanks to Fiona, Karim and Meabh for jumping on to play such wonderful fun characters, and to the students - screamdents? of St Clement Danes School for doing some of the walla and crowd scenes. Such fffunnnnn!

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WE WOULD LOVE to have your artwork inspired by any of the characters - the giant and their office, the head ghoul and her demons, the narrator  - all of the Boo's!! The first years fainting, Blue Boo in the - you know what its called -  (scream) vortex attaching folks to the far away growing glowing blue walls of doom, the school custard evaporating, the suitcase opening - oh wait - thats in part two!!

Feel free to send us any - or even your own thoughts or scripts  on what happened next or before or inbetween (What DID the head teacher chat to the Head Ghoul about in the corridor existing outside of time and space that was a plot hole that was never explained?) Anything you send may well be displayed on the Quirky Voices Website.

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Transcript

BOGEY’S AND GHOULIES SEASON 3 

THE GHOST THAT LOST THEIR SCARE

BE WARNED THIS STORY CONTANS NAUGTINES GIANT WITCHES AND MAGICAL CREATURES.

SND CONTSINS PERIL, THREAT OF DEATH AND SCHOOL CHILDREN FAINTING (LAUGHTER)

This story is only for children aged 8 and up who are not easily scared.

Or parents, guardians, carers, feel free to listen with your kids..

.IF

YOU

DARE

MUSIC (John Bartmann.COM) 

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NARRATOR 

Bogeys and Ghoulies short season 2021

The ghost who lost their scare

By Sarah Ghoulding (28% scary)

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NARRATOR

Boo (98% scary) was feeling tired

BOO

Yawn. I’m tired.

NARRATOR

As they suddenly spookily said that, in the silence of the first emergency assembly of the new autumn term, 3 first years (all 8% scary) who had been free floating in front of Boo, died of fright. Again. Third time this week. Oh don’t worry. They were ok. Ghosts can still die but just become…more ghostly. It does them a favour really. 

FIRST YEARS

We’ll do you a favour in a minute if you diss our scariness again!

NARRATOR

First years (now 12% scary) dreamed of being scared so much they died again, so most of the less scary members of the sghoul (spelt SGHOUL) tried to hover, waft, sit or manifest near Boo in sghoul assemblies if they could, which meant most of the sghoul was in the top left hand corner of the roof of the room, which made things slightly weird. 

NARRATOR (contd…)

Anyways, It had been a very busy day for Boo, practicing their very scariest scaring at The Great British Scare Sghoul, and Boo was one of the very best. 

BOO
If you don’t want me to scare you out of your pants Mrs Narrator, call me properly brilliant!

NARRATOR

As I was saying, Boo was one of the very best scarers…Like properly, brilliant. They were notorious for scaring teachers daily - which they loved - by appearing as a reflection in their mugs of tea, putting leaky ectoplasm in their inky pens, and unexpectedly jumping out of drawers when they opened them to find a new booard marker, because Boo had even scared all the ink out of the others they had used, and that very same scared ink had splatted itself in fear around the school walls, writing ingenious things in letters sometimes ten foot high in big scary fonts - words like BOO! And RAAA! And  SCREAAAAMMMM! Or worse….RUN FOR YOUR LIFE (in brackets) (cos no one else will).

Half of the teaching staff left on Boo’s  first day…they were that…scary. 

BOO

OK Mrs Not-Scary Narrator, tell them how scary I am…

NARRATOR

Well, I was just getting to that. They had scary ghost hair. Scary ghost teeth. Scary ghost eyes. Scary bits to eat you with. Even…a scary ghost set of freckles that folks who saw them haunt their gaunt face swore moved to speedily spell words like ‘Boo’! Or… ‘GO AWAY’!

BOO

AND I can get them to say ‘narrators are rubbish’.

NARRATOR

 Yeah, well scary. Rumour had it that they were even responsible for the big darkest dark dark dark blackest black darker than dark itself vortex of doom that had opened up in the centre of the school…

BOO

Maybe it was me, maybe it wasn’t.

NARRATOR

…where the haunting and hiding classes used to be held (and they were actually quite hard to find already, due to the nature of the classes…finding them being the first few lessons worth of…hiding class, and how to haunt them came next …if of course you weren’t lost already.) 

The headteacher (99% scary), a large hairy scary (99%) giant was more than a little concerned (99%) about this particular big darkest dark dark dark blackest black darker than dark itself vortex - I say a ‘little bit’, but, in fact, nothing they did was little….them being a rather Big hairy giant, and had called - well, shouted - for an:

HEAD

EMERGENCY ASSEMBLY MEETINNGGGG!

NARRATOR 

At this loudly shouted request, several sghoul walls crumbled to dust, the sghoul dinner custard instantly evaporated through fear, all first years (after this accident 9% scary) had a little accident in their uniforms, and as instantly as was ghoulishly, vampirically werewolfily etc etc possible (so as to not get into trouble), The whole sghoul assembled. Well, apparated, skulked, slithered, skidded, soared, poured and padded to be precise… to meet quickly in the night wooded sghoul hall, ready to hear the Head SCREAM BOOMILY:

HEAD

IT HAS COME TO OUR SCARETTENTION THAT SOME SCREAMDENTS HAVE BEEN GHOULING ABOUT WITH VORTEX PLACEMENT…NO DOUBT YOU HAVE NOTICED THE BIG, DARKEST DARK DARK DARK BLACKEST BLACK DARKER THAN DARK ITSELF VORTEX OF DOOM IN THE CENTRE OF THE SGHOUL, WHERE THE HIDING CLASSES USED TO BE HELD..MAKE NO MISTAKE, THOUGH WE ARE PROUD OF THIS DERRING-BOO… 

…WE WILL GET TO THE BOOTTOM OF THIS.  BE WARNED. THIS BOO-HAVIOUR IS NOT ACCEPTA-BOOL. THOSE RESPONSI-BOOL WILL BE FOUND OUT AND HEADS! WILL! ROLL!

NARRATOR

At which point all of the first years whispered in unison in a rather freaky way…

FIRST YEARS

It was Booooo!

HEAD

WHEN I CONFIRM WHO IS RESPONSI-BOOL, 

FIRST YEARS

It was Booooo!

HEAD

THEY WILL BE FOUND OUT, HUNTED DOWN, COME TO MY OFFICE

ALL

GASP

HEAD

….AND HEADS! WILL! ROLL!

NARRATOR

At which point all the senior management teams heads did in fact roll off their bodies after swivelling round slowly once then quickly three times, and one by one with a hefty ‘Bonk’, rolled off onto the floor, along the stage, down the stairs, and out the small swing door in the big swing door marked ‘Heads only’ to a staff meeting, whilst the rest of their bodies pointed and posed in authoritative ways, and organised the students to put the chairs away, and deal with mopping up the ectoplasm issues (which had leaked onto and around the ceilings and walls, due to the first year screamdents at the school being very very scared of the headteacher). Before they left, THE headteacher whose name was Ivor Shoutyvoice (part giant) (99% scary) bent down across half of the sghoul and boomed:

HEAD

I WISH TO SEE BOO BOO KACHOO IN MY OFFICE IN 5 MOANITS PLEASE. IN TOTAL DARKNESS. NO. CANDLES. ALLOWED.

NARRATOR

The head then blinked twice. Said something like…

HEAD

SNARGLE

NARRATOR

…And disappeared in a swarm of bats and bees which filled the room with buzzes and flaps - and a few screams, as some folks got stung or guano’d on. And then. The room. Hushed. 

NARRATOR (contd…)

This. 

Was. 

Scaryyyy. 

For anyone. 

Heads office? In total darkness? There must be something very very wrong. The hush had decended on the room as the last of the teachers heads rolled out - he’d taken longer than the others as his ears were bigger and he’d got a little stuck in the swing door. Then. Kind of ….scarily to be honest, The whole room turned as one and looked at Boo. Demons. Mummies. Werewolf kids. Vampire kids. Even the werebunnies stopped fighting the wolperitingers for two seconds just to turn their heads and see what Boo would do. And they were not disappointed. Boo. Said.

BOO

BOOOOOO!

NARRATOR

The whole lower school fainted. The room itself quivered. And every creature in the room gave a little tiny throat scream. This made Boo smile. Which also scared the rousing first years…because….teeth….Boo had too many teeth in their mouth. Too. Many. I mean…25 is Too many…boo…had 126. 

Today was going very well Boo thought. The thought was interrupted when The unnerving yet glamorous aura of the head ghoul suddenly appeared in closer proximity than was expected and grimmed in a raspy troll voice:

HEAD GHOUL

You want me to float you to heads office Boo?

NARRATOR

Silence. For a bit. THE head Ghoul didn’t often speak to younger screamdents…so everyone wondered what exactly Boo would dooo, and exactly what Head Ghoul would sayyyy. The whole school took in a collective breath of antici……nation. Some breathed in too hard and started to turn funny colours or forget how to breathe out or even hyperventilate. The moment lasted about five seconds too long. At just after 5 seconds too long, Boo squeaked in a -to be honest - quite funny squeaky voice:

BOO

Nah. I got this. 

NARRATOR

Boo had not really…’got this’ and felt rather overwhelmed by even being spooken to by the Head Ghoul, who was An rather unexpectedly tall and deceptively wide pale green coloured troll, with a bright red demon lounging on her right shoulder and a mean looking bright blue demon sharpening a tiny pitchfork on her left like a pair of animated evil epaulets. 

HEAD GHOUL

Boo boo Kachoo?

NARRATOR

Boo turned almost in slow motion to the squidgy, uneven but strangely beautiful visage of the Head ghoul, who had been floated up to meet Boo on the wide shoulders of some lackey zombie ghost jocks from the footbooool team. 

BOO

That is I….

NARRATOR

…they managed, in a stand offish, I’m pretending I ‘got this’ kind of way. 

HEAD GHOUL

I remember when I was first asked to go to the Heads office. In the dark. No candles allowed. Proudest day of my life. I remember it well. My demons got a roasting didn’t ya fellas.

DEMON RED

My tail’s never stopped burning in an eternal blue flamed damnation of its own since…

DEMON BLUE

I was cursed with this….this ridiculously high pitched voice due to the shock of it . And I know it ….it doesn’t suit me and my kickass badboy demeanour…but….what’s a guy to do? I just sharpen this and loo k mean and ready to pop an eye out at  sharp….

DEMON BLUE

One prick and you’re….you’re dead again. (Psycho knife sound) And again. And again….

HEAD GHOUL

It’s true. It’s not what you’ve got but how you’ve got it. Isn’t it boys? 

ZOMBIE BOYS

Yes Head ghoul. We do as we’re told now Head ghoul. You the boss head ghoul. You certainly got it. 

HEAD GHOUL

You see. You got to use your assets to keep on top of things Boo. Being the naughtiest ghoul in the school comes with a….reputation. So. Don’t let me down Boo. You go show the Head what you’re capable of. And one day, maybe you’ll have th e same respect I got too. What have I got boys?

DEMON BLUE

Dandruff

DEMON RED

Halitosis

ZOMBIE BOYS AND DEMONS

Our respect.

HEAD GHOUL

That’s right and don’t you forget it. So. Good luck in there, Boo. 

BOO

I don’t need luck. I need….courage….

HEAD GHOUL

Well. Here you go. Have some of mine. 

NARRATOR

And the Head Ghoul fluttered her too long eyelashes, furrowed her bushy black but finitely sculpted black brows, and scooped a little bit of something or other from their long spiny black hair, and handed it out to Boo. Whatever it was …kind of…writhed.

BOO

No thanks

DEMON BLUE

No…thanks?

DEMON BLUE

I oughta prick you with my seriously sharp pricky pitch fork….

DEMON RED

You….you refused some courage from the Head ghoul? Why I oughta….strike you with my fiery tail….

HEAD GHOUL

You….dare….to defy me….Head Ghoul…in front of the whole school?

BOO

Yeah. So. What you gonna do about it? 

NARRATOR

And with that facetious comment, Boo shot upwards, straight through the preening prefects, ate a first year, blushed a little pinker due to the attention of the whole school still staring at them in awe and said:

BOO

What you lot looking at? You look as if you’ve seen a ghost! Probably because. You have! (Pause) Boo!

NARRATOR

They BOO’d, very very loudly, and laughed and whooshed in twirly whirls and round abouts. And floated through a few pre-cackle witch kids, an eight foot mummy and the whole year group of second year snake mice, apparating with a rasp through the swing door into the corridor, coating it with a splat of ectoplasm. 

MEDICAL TEAM

MAKE WAY! Make way! (LOUD KERFUFFLE)

NARRATOR

She could see, and hear…alright, keep it down! And hear the medical room team head on running feet, and paw, and flapping wing, to the hall with scoopers and stretchers and medicines to deal with the aftermath, but didn’t really give 

NARRATOR cont…

it much thought. Their mind was already taken up with thinking. Yes. Boo did a lot of thinking about other things on the way to the heads office. (PAUSE) Er. For the purpose of this podcast, would you mind thinking Out loud please Boo?

BOO

Might do might not do. Now… to scare the head. That would reallly be something. Right? 

BOO INNER VOICE 

Right. 

BOO

Who’s that?

BOO INNER VOICE

Your…conscience. Your…inner voice of no rhyme or reason. The voice that, quite frankly often convinces you to be the naughtiest ghost in the school.

BOO

You don’t do that….I just…am. The naughtiest boo in the school.

BOO INNER VOICE

Don’t argue with me, or you’ll regret it…

BOO

No, I won’t. 

BOO INNER VOICE

Now you’re talking…

BOO

Yes I am, now go away, I need to think….

BOO INNER VOICE

Fine. I’ll go then, then you’ll see who’s in charge.

BOO

Do it. Leave. I don’t need you.

BOO INNER VOICE

OH, you say that but….I don’t need you either. I can be a menace without your short comings. I’m going to make this sghoul the scariest place ever known….

NARRATOR 

And with that, Boo felt a pop in their ears and felt a tug, a pull and then a squuueeeeze and a blue boo with a small brown suitcase squished out of their ear onto the floor, and disappeared towards and through the deepest darkest blackest black vortex, with nothing more than a ….

BOO INNER VOICE

Bye. Just scream if you need me.

NARRATOR 

And with that, Blue Boo…was gone. 

BOO

Oooh. I feel. Different. I feel….lighter. I feel…

BOO HAPPY INNER VOICE

Hello? Hello. Who’s out there?

BOO

This is…er. Me. Who are you…in my head now. Did Blue Boo let you in?

BOO HAPPY

Nope. I’ve been here all along but Blue boo kept me locked up in the back. Wouldn’t let me speak. Wouldn’t let me singgggg wouldn’t let me….anyfink .

BOO

Oh. Ok. Well. Glad to think meet you….what’s your name?

BOO HAPPY

Happy. We’re gonna have us such a fun happy day.

BOO

Not in the head teachers office we’re not.

BOO HAPPY

Oh. Well. Maybe things will go better for you now blue boo is gone. And I’m here. With…silly, ingenious, tired, energetic and loving. 

BOO

You’re all in there…?

BOO HAPPY

Aha

BOO SILLY

100.I’m here and so’s my wife…

BOO INGENIOUS

101.We are

BOO TIRED

102.Yawn

BOO ENERGETIC

103.I’m here. I’m here. Where do I go what do I do first, lemme at it

BOO LOVING

104.I just want a hug….

BOO

105.Hang on a second….how come I’ve never heard you before…?

BOO LOVING

106.Cos Blue Boo was a lot scarier and louder than all of us….

BOO HAPPY

107.But you told Blue Boo to leave, and so they had to, so…you got us back now.

BOO

108.But. I’m the scariest ghost in the school, Nay, the county, the country even? Can I still…scare without Blue Boo?

BOO INGENIOUS

109.There’s a distinct possibility of 76% that no, since you’ve lost or mislaid blue boo, you won’t scare a thing.

BOO HAPPY

110.Ever again.

BOO SILLY

111.I’m gonna do a secret knock on the head teachers door that spells out your head smells…

112.(SILLY BOO DOES SO )

113.-.—

114.– – –

115...-

116.Dot – dot

117.….

118..

119..–

120.–..

121.…

122.– –

123..

124..– dot dot

125.Dot – dot dot

126.…

HEAD

127.Who is it that comes a knocking on my door with such fervency and rudeness?

BOO

128.Me. Boo, hello.

HEAD

129.Ahhh boo. My head does indeed smell….

BOO

130.Through your nose. Yes. In that case, my head smells too.

HEAD

131.Marvellous…if a little silly…well, Come in, find a place to hover and shush.

NARRATOR

132.The dooor screamed open of its own accord, making boo do a little ectowee in fright….and a force unknown propelled them into the room, revealing a dark wood panelled square space, smelling of polish and liquorice, with a rather large blue tinged old, gnarly tree growing inside by the vast oval window. The room was bring warmed by a curiously fervent blue flame in the huge fireplace, adorned by several sleeping stoned gargoyle faces, and above the roaring fire of blue, a painting of the top of the head’s forehead in a gold framed important looking portrait hung, at a very strange angle. Boo couldn’t see the ceiling. Various demons and ghouls and dark fairies and vampirical creatures of all colours and sizes were all flying about the place doing goodness knows what, and for why, with whom and when. Until that is, from behind a huge dark wooded desk, the Head said…

HEAD

133.LEAVE US. WE. DESIRE. PEACE.

NARRATOR

134.There were various plinks and hisses of pink and turquoise puffs of smoke, as the creatures and folks of the giant tree did as they were bid. And all the people and creatures of the paintings disappeared too. 

BOO 

135.Cooool

NARRATOR 

136.Said boo. 

HEAD

137.Ah! Well if you’re too cool for school…FIRE BURN BRIGHTER BURN HEIGHTER BURN WIDE AND HEAT UP THIS ROOM TIL NO COOL IS INSIDE. 

NARRATOR

138.The curious blue flames  shot up and out of the fireplace and climbed the walls , surrounding the whole room in dancing blue flame and dancing shadows danced like no one was watching. Suffice to say, the room got hotter - the hottest it had ever been, and Boo’s cheeks turned a rosey shade of pink.

BOO

139.This must be the fire that burnt the red demons tail

NARRATOR 

140.Thought Boo.

BOO

141.It is very pretty blue fire…I love it….this warm fire is making me feel sleeepyyyy……

NARRATOR

142.Thought Blue some more, out loud, as if this was a podcast or something, and yawned, getting distracted from the task in hand….

HEAD

143.GOOOOOD WE ARE…ALONE. And. Warm. Floaty fly up a little higher so we may converse eye to eye….

NARRATOR

144.Boo gently did as they were told, and floated up up up. Boo realised they had never really studied the heads huge giant friendly face before. Not this close. They’d always been looking for trouble in assembly and not paid any attention at all to the details. It was a very feminine bushy browed face, with a long braided ginger beard, housing -it seemed - several crawling creatures, which boo could also see going into and out of the giants mouth (which was quite a scary things to see). Boo tried not to think about it. 

HEAD 

145.So. Tell me ….tell me why you’re here boo…

NARRATOR

146.The giant cocked his giant head to one side and a slew of bats flew out of his downside ear, circled his head and flew back in by the other ear. 

BOO

147.I. Um. I.I think there’s been a mistake. I mean. You asked me to come…in darkness…no candles…which…is very exciting…and…I see why you did it..but….I’m…I’m a different ghost now…to the one…before….and I…

HEAD

148.Boo, Boo, Boo?

BOO

149.Yes yes yeees?

HEAD

150.You….are one of THE most scary ghosts this school has ever seen. Not since Scary McScareface has there been one so feared as you, and you’d certainly give the Head Ghoul and her demons a run for her money. 

BOO

151.I did …tryyy

HEAD

152.But you are here because I wanted to inform you personally …we have a visit from the inspookters today and I really, really don’t want them too scared to write up the report ….so …you need to….to….reign it in a little. The scaring. Just for today. So. Please. Do. That.

BOO

153.Ok

HEAD

154.OK? That’s all you got? O. K? 

BOO

155.Yes sir, sorry sir. 

HEAD

156.No…’oh but sir I want to puppeteer them across the school’  like you did with the visiting head from our rival sghoul?

BOO

157.No inclination to do that sir. Though now I think about it, it was funny when I got him to moonwalk…

HEAD

158.It was actually. Yes. He’s been practicing to do it himself since then you know but, can’t quite get the hang of it. He asked if he could come in and you could go through it with him perhaps next term?

BOO

159.I’ll…think about it…tell him my rates are very reasonable.

HEAD

160.Ah yes…rates? How ingenious. Right, well, ok. Just….

NARRATOR

161.There was a sudden knocketty knock at the door. 

SFX SUDDEN KNOCKETTY KNOCK

NARRATOR

163.And then two smaller knocketty knocks

SFX SMALLER KNOCKETTY KNOCKS

NARRATOR

165.They were quick, and urgent, and though he didn’t want to be disturbed, the head shouted

HEAD

166.COME!

NARRATOR

167.The Head Ghouls face appeared through the door, followed by the two demons, red demon obviously flinching at the blue flames, hungrily licking the walls.

HEAD GHOUL

168.Sorry to disturb you head teacher but….may I speak?

HEAD

169.SPEAK!

HEAD GHOUL

170.…. The big darkest dark dark dark blackest black darker than dark itself vortex has just turned…. a bigger, darkest dark dark dark bluer blue darker than blue itself blue. 

HEAD

171.You mean it’s now a bigger, darkest, dark dark dark bluer blue darker than blue itself blue vortex?

HEAD GHOUL

172.Correct, and it has swallowed the whole east wing of the school. 

HEAD

173.Oh dear. Even the swimming pools?

HEAD GHOUL

174.Even the swimming pools. The inspookters are here having breakfast in the west wing thank goodness, and we have so far managed for them to avoid being sucked off this mortal coil into realms of deepest blue unknown, but…we did lose most of the prefects, and year five. 

DEMON RED

175.Probably a good thing. Year fives are usually very very naughty. But not as naughty as me.

DEMON BLUE

176.You’re right, and you are not as naughty as me! 

HEAD GHOUL

177.You’re right! I was a year five once, and oh so very naughty, it’s true. But neither of you, nor the whole of all year fives ever made will ever be…as naughty. As me. 

 NARRATOR

178.Sorry to interrupt, but, it’s not a competition, and you were here to tell the Head something very important. So. Do get on with it.

HEAD GHOUL

179.Oh Narrator, do not be rude to me, or I’ll…I’ll…make your voice sound silly.

DEMON RED

180.It’s silly already.

DEMON BLUE

181.Yeah. 

NARRATOR

182.You forget, Demons… that IIII am the most powerful part of this story, and can narrate anything into being, and so,  at once, both red and blue demons turned into smelly Brussel sprout demon creatures (threatening) and the Head Ghoul….

HEAD GHOUL

183.Ok ok, I getcha. No need to throw that kind of power around. We’ll get on with it. So. (Recapping quickly) Year five, prefects, fell in hole blah de blah de blah…but they were, however putting up bunting for the year five assembly, and we have managed to start pulling some back into this realm using the ends of that,  but it is taking a while, due to the sticky blue goop they have to break through to get back …here. 

HEAD 

184.Ah. This is most curious. Thank you head ghoul and….oh dear. I think you got a little too close to the walls there Demon Blue…

DEMON BLUE

185.My  tail! Oh no! It’s on fire!

DEMON RED

186.I know how you feel….and euch….anyone smell burning brussel sprouts? Euch.

NARRATOR

187. I do! And it smells….terrible. 

HEAD

188.Head Ghoul I will meet you in the forbidden corridor in an unknown time slip existing out of time and space to discuss a way forward. Or…sideways, hither or thither. It’s a plot hole that never gets explained. You’ll see what I mean in a moanit, and…I’ll See you and your demons there forthwith, and we shall deal with this unexpected occurrence.

HEAD GHOUL

189.Yes sir. Already there sir!

NARRATOR

190.And the head ghoul disappeared in a whoosh and a whoooo

HEAD

191.Well Boo, Please see yourself through the door. I’ll investigate the bigger, darkest dark dark dark bluer blue darker than blue itself blue vortex before I have my morning bat sonar practice - a bit of…hunting to do with the third years…I do love a bit of a batty hunt….

NARRATOR

192.And with that, the head, the red bearded huge 99 percent scary giant, turned into a red bearded huge 99 percent scary giant bat. And flew out of the window with a pop

SFX POP

NARRATOR

194.And a flap

SFX FLAP

NARRATOR

196.Or two

SFX MORE FLAPS

NARRATOR 

198.As soon as the head had disappeared, the Head Ghoul apparated in front of Boo, making them reel backwards in shock.

HEAD GHOUL

199.Get a telling off did you?

RED DEMON

200.A putting in your place?

BLUE DEMON

201.A …sorting out?

BOO

202.Not really. Uh. You say the deepest darkest vortex turned a bigger, darkest dark dark dark bluer blue darker than blue itself blue?

HEAD GHOUL / DEMONS

203.Yep 

BOO 

204.And it’s ….growing….

HEAD GHOUL / DEMONS

205.Yep

BOO

206.Hmm. I think I know why. And I think I know how to stop them….

HEAD GHOUL / DEMONS

207.Them?

BOO

208.Yes. Them.

HEAD GHOUL 

209.Come with me! 

RED DEMON

210.And me!

BLUE DEMON

211.But I don’t want to- I need a -oh!

NARRATOR

212.And with a whoosh and a small wee, Boo and Head Ghoul and her demons appeared at the edge of the bigger, darkest dark dark dark bluer blue darker than blue itself blue vortex. It didn’t them long to get to the you know, vortex, as it had now swallowed most of the school’s south and north wing too. 

HEAD GHOUL

213.Oh dear. This looks…bad….though, I do wonder what’s in the other side. 

DEMON BLUE

214.The underside

DEMON RED

215.The backside

BOO

216.Blue boo is.

NARRATOR

217.Said Boo, matter of factly, floating through the other sghoul members gawking into the newly formed horizon to hover gently at the edge of the growing you-know-what-it’s-called vortex.

BOO

218.Blue Boo is in there, making things worse and…bluer, and I need to get them back and under control. I like feeling these feelings I have now, but I can’t have Blue Boo destroying everything around me for everyone else, and….me….and I’m the only one who can stop them. I know them, cos…they’re me 

HEAD GHOUL

219.Oh. They’re…You? Wow. So. What are you - is this you going to do about the blue you?

BOO

220.Thisssss

SFX AHHHHHHHHHHHHH
SFX FALLING SOUND

NARRATOR 

221.And with that, Boo simply jumped into the gloopy blue vortex of deepest darkest blue accompanied by a chorus of gasps from all watching. Yes. Boo Just….Flung themselves off the edge of the gently moving, blooming edge…..bravely, determinedly, unafraid. Ded. Ly. 

222.Yes.

WOAH WOAH WOAH Guess what? Yes.... dear listener, we have reached the end of part one of the ghost who lost their scare.

Will Boo survive their courageous leap into the deepest darkest bluest blue vortex of bluey doom?
Will BLUE BOO rule the day??
Will the hEAD gHOUL BE OF ANY FURThER USE TO THE PLOT?
Will the demons stop simply moaning about  everything?
And...What will happen to Ingenious Tired Silly Happy Energetic and...Loving

FIND OUT ... IN episode two available on the Quirky Voices Presents feed...soon!

>BOGEYS AND GHOULIES MUSIC

YOU HAVE BEEN LISTENING TO PART ONE OF / PART TWO OF The ghost that lost their scare - an original story for Bogies and Ghoulies season 3 by Sarah Golding. 28 percent scary in the morning, 12 percent scary in the afternoon. Cast of audio joy was Fiona tHRAILLE AS THE narrator, Karim Kronfli as the giant, And Méabh de brun as the head ghoul and blue and red demons and the sneezy witch.

 Crowd voices and walla are all provided by the brilliant students of St Clement Danes school.
Thanks folks!

Some music is by the brilliant John Bartmann - you can find his wares on johnbatmann.com - do check him out he has music for all occasions.

All other voices and incidentals are by Sarah Golding. Sound effects made by Sarah or from  Creative Commons licensed sounds on freesound.org. 

We would love to hear your stories bout Boo in the school or send us a picture of our favourite or most scary part to quirkyvoices@gmail.com.

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