Friday, 9 August 2013

DWELLERS by Melissa Rayne. FADE IN: EXT. MANSION - DAY A sound builds up -- the SWEET SOUNDING HUMMING of a child. SOPHIA - barely six years old - seated on a fabric sheet spread on the ground -- typical of a PICNIC Unsuspectingly, SOPHIA keeps HUMMING. A low RUMBLING sound starts to build up from underground. Accompanied by a RIPPLING movement. A ripple of fear passes through her. Her heart THUMPING. Her fear intensifying by every POUND of her heart. The shivers. The dread. She's unable to move, as though glued. The RIPPLING and RUMBLING underneath -- fuelled by her fright. Something from underground's gruesomely making its way towards her, causing the ground to SHAKE. The GROWLS of the unseen enemy drift to our hearing. SOPHIA shudders with fear. She cringes. She takes to her heels -- making her way towards the house. GASPING, tensed. The 'thing' underneath dashes after her. Although it isn't INTO VIEW, its effect on the ground tells it all. A moment.... And then OTHERS FOLLOW. We hear their UNHOLY GROWLINGS. Instinctively, SOPHIA speeds up. She sprints into the house and -- INT. MANSION - HALLWAY - CONTINUOUS -- JAMS the door shut. Breathing hard, she stands with her back against the door. Her heart PALPITATING. She takes a moment to catch her breath. Almost immediately, something CRASHES into the other side of the door. SOPHIA backs away instinctively. A moment... And then another BANGGGGG Fierce enough to break the door. But it holds still. SOPHIA'S scared out of her wits. She googles as the door handle turns slowly. Almost unnoticeably. The handle turns again. Someone's sweating it out trying to get it. SOPHIA stares as it moves again and again. She darts away - out of VIEW. INT. MANSION/ STAIRWAY SOPHIA mounts the stairs in a race. INT. MANSION/ CORRIDOR She pelts INTO VIEW. PANTING. She Heads into -- INT. MANSION/ SOPHIA'S BEDROOM -- and throws herself on the bed. The door SLAMS after her. Her eyes are moist with tears. She's shuddering with fear. Her gaze rests upon a phone on the bed. She picks it up in a trice -- makes a call. But it RINGS on and on without an answer. MR ADAMS (CONT'D) Hey. You've reached the voice box of Mr. Adams. It's a shame I can't get to you right now. Leave a message. SOPHIA (Voice quivering) Dad! Please, you've got to hurry home right away. I dont understand, but I'm being attacked. If you dont show up, i'm dead! Hurry, please. The sound of FOOTSTEPS float to our hearing. A door SLAMS shut. With tears tickling SOPHIA'S cheeks, she ends the call, drawn to this. SOPHIA (CONT'D) Dad? Is that you? She gets off the bed. Curiosity building up inside of here. Moving at a crawl, she exits the room. INT. MANSION/ STAIRWAY From the corridor, SOPHIA saunters INTO VIEW. She advances to the -- INT. MANSION/ OUTSIDE THE BASEMENT - CONTINUOUS SOPHIA has her gaze fixated on the basement door. Suddenly, the door slowly opens with a CREAK, intensifying her curiosity. Without hesitating, SOPHIA draws closer to the basement. Not sure what she's anticipating. She's just a step away from entering the basement. Just as she makes this final move: MR ADAMS (O.S) Sophia! With a gasp, SOPHIA turns. A chill SHOOTING through her. She finds MR ADAMS (aged 36) a few steps behind her. She stares at him for a moment, and then cocks an eye at the basement. Not wanting to move away from it. MR ADAMS (CONT'D) Sophia! Come over here! MR. ADAMS outstretches an inviting arm. SOPHIA gazes. And as she makes a move to follow.... Am inhuman hand - cadaverous and with razor sharp nails - suddenly drags SOPHIA by the leg, INTO THE BASEMENT The door slams shut and SOPHIA lets out a terrified scream. SOPHIA (O.S) Daddy! MR. ADAM'S eyes go wide as saucers. He hurries to the door. And as he makes a move to open it: Another inhuman hand drags him away in a similar way. We still hear SOPHIA'S terrified SCREAMS. CUT TO: BLACK. The DARKNESS gives way, revealing a WALL MIRROR. A SCRATCHING sound starts to build up, and then we see there letters being clawed on the mirror by something unseen : "DWELLERS" VOICE (Inhuman whisper) Unus pro omnibus, omnes pro uno.

Thursday, 8 August 2013

A man moves into a new house with his family. In no time, his little son starts acting all weird, and this is followed by series of "out-of-the ordinary" occurrences. The house is discovered to have been built on the graves of the damned!