Control: All work and no play make Danny a very naughty boy. You have been playing at this game for many years, hiding behind your keyboard, but now we have finally found you, Danny boy!
Danny: Fuck.
Control: Shut the fuck up and listen! You have been a troll way too long, and it's time to come out and play. It's time to come out and show yourself to the directors, actors, producers, makers of the films you have spewed your toxic hate upon. You live in a crummy little flat in a little shit town; your sister is named Tina, your neighbor is named Andy, the number of your flat is 12A. Ring any bells?
[Danny looks around agog]
Control: What' you looking at, Danny?
[he turns to his laptop]
Control: We're watching you now.
Danny: How're you doing this?
Control: We have hacked you! Now it's time for us to view you! It's time to turn the tide and tell you what we all think. What we think about your reviews.
Danny: How're you doing this?
Control: Shut up you piece of shit! You just listen.
Danny: It was just a joke. I didn't think it would harm anyone, I haven't done anything wrong.
Control: Haven't done anything wrong! The last film you reviewed, the director committed suicide after reading your online hate!
Danny: I-I-I didn't think he would do that!
Control: That's the point, you didn't *think*! You didn't think about how your drivel would affect people, because you didn't care. You are the lowest kind of scum, if I was there, I'd beat you to a pulp. And the great thing is that nobody would find you for months in that shithole flat, because you are alone, and always will be. You'd rot until the smell was so bad, Andy might bother to call the police.
Danny: What do you want?
Control: Time for redemption, Danny. I want to make a movie, and you're the star.
Danny: What movie?
Control: There is a place that is ready and waiting for its star to arrive. I have prepped it with cameras and a few surprises. All you have to do is survive 24 hours in it, I have left instructions on your phone. When you arrive, there'll be a package for you, follow the instructions and I won't share your personal information to anyone. If you don't, then I will let everyone you have spread your hate to know who you really are.
Danny: Why would I do this? I could just get away, change my name, change my profile, I could do that, I've done it before.
Control: No you won't, you have built up your handle, Dannythedestroyer, you have 10 million followers, that will take a long time to get back, but just to entice you more, I have added a little bonus.
Danny: Bonus?
Control: One, million, pounds. I am so confident you won't survive the night, I am personally offering one million pounds. It's at the location all ready and waiting.
Danny: A million? A million pounds?
Control: So what do you want to do, Danny boy? Live a life on the run, or spend 24 hours in a movie and make a million?
