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5 Writers Group Story – Part Four by Jennie Jarvis
EXT. SUBURBAN NEIGHBORHOOD – DAY
Charred ashes and a few crooked timbers are all that remain of the house. Police tape ward off any wayward trespassers, but it didn’t stop the woman standing in the center. RACHEL, 28, frail and pale, shakes as she surveys the wreckage, kicking aside burnt timbers as she searches. If the wind blows, she might blow away with the ash.
Come on. Where are you?
A gleam of something shiny in the ash. Rachel runs forward, reaches for it. Pulls out —
THE REMAINS OF A BURNT ROSARY
Rachel rubs the beads, revealing the color beneath.
A SCUFFLE behind her causes her to turn.
Standing on the sidewalk is GAVIN, 30, rotund yet clean cut. He’d look like an accountant except for his lack of a suit.
What are you doing here?
What did you do?
What? I didn’t- I wasn’t even here.
Where’s the rest?
She tosses the rosary aside, turns back to the ashes and digs into it with her hands.
What are you doing? You’re getting filthy.
He rushes forward but stops at the police tape.
You didn’t save it. I told you it was important.
The cigar box? There was nothing in there but meaningless crap.
Rachel lifts her hands, nothing but ash drifts through her fingers.
She turns to him, the ash on her face streaked with tears.
You’ve killed us both.
INT. HOTEL ROOM – BATHROOM – SHOWER – DAY
Dark gray streaks spin down the drain with water from the shower. Rachel stands under the water, surrounded by steam, staring into nothingness.
A KNOCK on the door.
Behind the shower curtain, a DARK SHADOW approaches. The shower curtain pulls back.
The shadow POUNCES. Rachel slams into the tile wall.
Blood seeps into the water along with the ash, swirling down the drain.
INT. HOTEL ROOM – DAY
Gavin KNOCKS on the bathroom door again.
Rachel, come on. Let’s move on real world time.
SFX: THE SHOWER TURNS OFF
He crosses to a suitcase on the bed, throws it open, begins to unpack. It’s a simple yet clean hotel room. Bright sunlight shines through the windows. A large mirror hangs on the wall above the dresser.
Rachel exits the bathroom, completely naked.
We need to go down to the police station. They want to ask-
He sees she is naked.
He rips the curtains closed then throws a shirt from his suitcase at her.
What the hell’s wrong with you?
Rachel does not react to the shirt hitting her. Her eyes have gone BLACK.
Hello, little brother. Long time, no see.
Can the pleasantries wait until you’re dressed?
I want to thank you.
Rachel reaches forward, petting his hair.
You know, I uh…
You set me free.
He crosses away from her. She does not pursue him. The room grows dark.
I am not Rachel.
Gavin finally looks at her. He can now see something about her is wrong. In the mirror behind her, a DARK SHADOW WITH HORNS replaces the figure of his sister.
I am your brother, Alastor.
INT. VAN – CAR ACCIDENT – FLASHBACK – DAY
MOTHER and FATHER sit in the front seat talking. In the second row of seats, YOUNG RACHEL and YOUNG GAVIN sit in their car seats. In the far back, YOUNG ALASTOR sulks.
He unlatches his seatbelt and reaches forward. Steals a TEDDY BEAR from Young Rachel, twists its arm. Young Rachel cries out.
The van swirls, glass flying.
Young Gavin watches as Young Alastor FLIES out of his seat. He HOVERS above his siblings. Young Rachel points up at him. Young Alastor’s eyes contract.
BACK TO SCENE
Gavin backs into the wall of the hotel room. Rachel approaches.
Alastor? That’s not possible.
You have broken the bonds in which the bitch encased me.
I am He of the Darkness. You lit the flame that freed me from the shadows.
She wasn’t crazy…
And now, dear brother. Let us rule the night with blood and flame!
Gavin crouches in fear.
To be continued in Part Five….
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