Lumberjack

A frozen lumberjack, he wears flannel and has an ax. He stands in a forest of people. Instead of trees, people stand in tree poses. The year is This year, plus 2000 years. It is nighttime.

The sun comes out. The lumberjack melts.

Jack : What? The? Man.

He sees a person.

Jack : Shit. What? The?

He picks up his ax, as if to swing, but can't bring himself to.

Jack : God. What is-
A voice : It is no longer your present year.
Jack : What?
A voice : Add 2000 years to the year you last remember.
Jack : I.. what? Who's there?
A voice : 2000 years ago. You were frozen in time, by ice.
Jack : But -
A voice : And now, 2000 years later, you've unfrozen.
Jack : What about all these people?

A small tree walks out.

Small Tree : People?
Jack : What the heck?

Jack begins hacking at the tree. He turns it to pencil shavings. He looks up to the sky.

Jack : Mother!

He throws the ax over his shoulder and runs off.