18. Trapped! (dream sequence)


INT. LARGE CONCRETE FLOOR ROOM, NEAR PITCH BLACK


EXTREME CLOSE UP:

Lisa's eye opening perpendicular to the floor.


Lisa gasps as she wakes up on the cold, concrete floor of a large, nearly pitch black room that smells of rotten flesh and mildew.

There is only enough light to see that she is on the floor, surrounded by a circle of unlit candles.

She sits up and frantically grasps at the air, crying and breathing heavily.

She quickly looks left and sees a pair of silver, shining eyes across the room staring at her for a split second, then looks right, then quickly double-takes back left to where she was looking and screams mutely to find nothing there.

Lisa stands up, never taking her eyes off the direction she saw the silver eyes. Breathing heavily and terrified.

She hears a quick pace of footsteps to her right! A distant scream to her left! Then back to face forward to see the eyes are back, not moving but still staring from across the room.


LISA

Hel-


Lisa barely gets the word "Hello" out before the eyes come sprinting at her!

A gaunt, mummified OLD WOMAN with clouded and bloodshot eyes, blood caked on her lips and nose lunges at Lisa!


OLD WOMAN

Have you seen my Joey! Do you know where my baby

boy is! They took him from me! They took my baby boy!


She clambers and claws at Lisa, screaming about her lost boy when the two lock eyes and she stops instantly.


OLD WOMAN

You! It's you!


Lisa backs away slowly as the woman steps toward her slowly and more calm now.


OLD WOMAN

You're the one they been lookin' for! You can

convince them to bring me back my Joey!


The old woman pauses for a moment as her eyes narrow.


OLD WOMAN

Or I could just take you to them in trade!


She starts lunging towards Lisa again as Lisa backs away, holding her hands up and throwing wild punches when she falls into a deep hole in the floor.

Lisa falls into a seemingly bottomless pit screaming.



19. Trapped!


INT. LARGE CONCRETE FLOOR ROOM, NEAR PITCH BLACK

EXTREME CLOSE UP:

Lisa's eye opening perpendicular to the floor.


Lisa gasps as she wakes up on the cold, concrete floor of a large, nearly pitch black room that smells of rotten flesh and mildew.


CLOSE UP:

Camera rotates 90 degrees to reveal floor is wall.


Lisa stares forward in the darkness with her face leaning against a 3 foot tall concrete wall in a 4 foot wide stall with a drain in the floor and an open end facing her.

She has a metal collar with chains connecting it to the wall on about 2 feet of chain. Her wrists are chained to the wall in the same fashion with just a little bit more slack.

Lisa starts panicking and pulling on the collar.


LISA (CRYING)

No! No! This is NOT happening! I'm still dreaming,

I'm still dreaming, I'm still dreaming, this is not

FUCKING happening! (beating her head against the wall)


Lisa is interrupted by a wet, phlegmy cough to her right! After a few seconds she hears heavy, raspy breathing behind her. She tries to get up but is choked by her collar.

She hears footsteps in the dark to her left. Then nothing for a long pause.

A half-naked OLD MAN, covered in lacerations and blood crawls past the opening from right to left as Lisa stifles a scream!


CLOSE UP:

Lisa slaps her hand over her mouth, trying not to make a sound.


The old man comes around the left corner slowly, screaming in her face in a hoarse, shredded voice! Blood streaming and spurting from his mouth. His nose has been removed and his eyes gouged out.


OLD MAN

'o 'ou 'owe uh way ou!


His tongue has also been ripped out as he tries to cry the words "Do you know the way out".


OLD MAN

P'ease! P'ease he'p me. P'ea he'p me! He'p me

fin' uh way ou! Pea-!


The man is interrupted by a sharp pain in his leg as a meat hook is driven into his calve by Snare standing over him.


SNARE

Where you think you're goin' little man?


Snare drags him away by the hook as he claws at the floor. He drags him over to a door at the far wall and opens it, shedding the fist bit of light into the room with a sickly amber glow coming from the next room.


SNARE

Hilda! Hilda! You let another one get out!


Snare slams the door shut and cast the room into darkness again.

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