Creon is in his palace, distraught and tiresome. It's been 2 days from the deaths of his wife and son. Creon stands at a window, looking down over the city. It looks as if a sea had washed away their voices. The city, stands quiet. The messenger stands behind the king, awaiting for the time in where Creon turns to talk. Creon turns to the messenger bringing word, it’s time to bury Eurydice and Haemon. The whole city awaits. Creon takes his time, thinking about his family, on the way to the cemetery. Scared to face those kaskets.
Are you sure about this Creon? I don't think you will be able to handle this only after 2 days of their deaths? I advise you, be cautious my King.
Oh Eurydice... I'm sorry, you wept of our sons deaths. I know you blame me for both of them. I should've been a better husband, and I should've been a better father. Haemon I'm sorry for the death of your love, that caused you to then also blame me. I blame myself for your deaths, my wife cursed me. A son who hates his father
Creon arrives at the cementery
Teirisias advising Creon he won't be able to handle it
Take me instead, they're dead because of me. Please I don't think I can live with myself. Gods I'm sorry, TAKE ME I SAY!!
Creon to his wife and son's casket
Creon? He lunged forward falling on his knife! The same way his son died. The whole family... Gone, they left us with no king. Oh, my king. I knew you wouldn't be able to handle it. Your sins have finally caught up with you. Rest in Peace my king.
Creon to himself having flashbacks of his family's deaths
AHHHH!!! GET OUT OF MY HEAD!!! SO MUCH BLOOD!! SO MANY SCREAMS!! I CAN"T TAKE IT ANYMORE!!! GET OUUUUUT!!!
Creon to his wife and son's casket weeping and whispering grabbing for his knife
Teirisias looking into the grave offscreen analyzing the situation