Talking with Dog

Mother Nature has finally quelled her wrath. She has succeeded in stalling technology as we know it today. Her warning must be heeded: Learn to walk before you run. The solar storm, as you remember, lasted for eight months. The crust of this planet was left scarred with disaster zones. Those that survived nature's warning, mainly the young, managed to migrate. The elderly were less fortunate. They were left abandoned to live in sweltering heat and forced to recreate a past life that is void of a baby's cry. This story, based on the author's original screenplay, focuses on two separate communities where dying has become an industry, a woman able to give birth now only a dream. The disillusioned Reverend Dickinson shepherds his ageing community by false-hope, whilst, a few miles away, Trader barters life for death using a macabre reminder of the past to gain economic superiority. In the midst stands the beautiful young woman, Danya. Protected by her shotgun wielding, abrasive mother, Danya is the only remaining hope of escaping the poverty and aridness that surround them all.Into this environment, a young man arrives accompanied by Dog, a scavenger of the sky. Joe communicates with the dead and is able to learn the secrets of the past and, consequently, change the future. He is gifted with the ability to use his internal,positive energy to traverse the often hostile and temperamental gap in time left between life and death. Every moment Joe spends in the past is a personal sacrifice and what he dangerously learns may, or may not, agree with the insatiability of those around him.  But because of Joe's presence, his inherited gift, the two communities will learn that love, in a changed world, is still alive and that there is always hope even over greed."I am Dog. It is not because he fears pain that he bites into the leather, but for the fear of past horrors and being forever entrapped by them.""This is my collection - my archive. Here survive the dead - their history continues. A library of the power of collected Time - just waiting to be read, just waiting for the light.""We see the consequences of what your father and the politicians like him did. You only have to look out that window to understand. No one man, no one town has the right to own and control everything. Not even one country, come to think of it. Your father turned the living into bones."