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| By Cassidy | ||||||||
| 08 March 2006 | ||||||||
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This is my stab (pun intended) at a non-supernatural horror. The aim was to create a situation that would be both simple and terrifying. FADE IN: EXT. TRAIN CARRIAGE – DAY The carriage is mostly empty, and there can’t be more than half a dozen passengers. They are all minding their own business – reading, staring out of the window, etc. The only noise is the continuous rumble of the train in motion. Suddenly a young man opens the door connecting to the next carriage. This is GEORGE. GEORGE (to everyone in the carriage) Excuse me ladies and gentleman, can you help me? Despite GEORGE’s fairly smart appearance, there is still a sense of concern amongst the passengers. GEORGE I’m looking for my friend. She went missing ten days ago. Her name’s Angela, she’s about five, six. Straight, blonde hair. Blue eyes. The passengers continue to mind their own business as before but somewhat more intently now. GEORGE She took this route most days. She’s studying nursing, because she wanted to help people. And I miss her. The passengers continue to pretend GEORGE isn’t there, as he slowly becomes more emotional with each passing sentence. GEORGE I’ve got some leaflets here. If you see her call the number – I’m worried sick about her. Please help me find her. GEORGE begins to make his way through the carriage. He trys talking to a few of the passengers, but they all ignore him and all try to avoid eye contact. GEORGE Can you help me Sir? What about you miss? And you? Can’t any of you help? George stops next to a young couple. GEORGE What about you two? How would you feel if she went missing? Or if he went missing? The couple get up quickly and move carriage. GEORGE Why won’t any of you help me? GEORGE is on the verge of cracking, but suddenly notices a passenger at the far end of the carriage slip a piece of chewing gum into their mouth – the STRANGER. GEORGE (to the STRANGER) You. Sir. Can you help me? Please. I’m really worried about her. GEORGE walks towards the STRANGER. GEORGE has the manner of a drowning man grabbing for a life raft that isn’t there. GEORGE Please help me find her. Have you seen her? GEORGE gives the STRANGER a leaflet. The STRANGER studies the information on it, while slowly chewing his gum. STRANGER I don’t think I’ve seen her, I’m sorry. GEORGE is a broken man. GEORGE Then I’ve lost her. STRANGER Someone must have seen her? GEORGE No one. She went missing on Wednesday last week. After she got off this train. STRANGER Have the police not done something about this? GEORGE They’re not interested. She ran away once when she was a teenager, and they just think she’s done it again. STRANGER I’m sorry to hear that. Had you known her long? GEORGE About four years. STRANGER Do you love her? GEORGE tries to stop himself from pouring out the last ten days of emotion. And all the while, the STRANGER keeps chewing his gum. GEORGE Yeah. We’d spoken about getting married – she was my best friend and I love her, I really do. And now she’s gone. I think something terrible has happened. STRANGER How do you mean? GEORGE She was so happy when we last spoke, so I know she can’t have run away or anything. STRANGER And she’s not phoned or anything, or tried to contact anyone? GEORGE No. Her family couldn’t care less. I’ve been to her Uni to try and find her friends, but I can’t. I don’t know what else to do. STRANGER I travel this train everyday but didn’t see her. I wish I could help you. GEORGE No one seems to have seen her. But I won’t accept that she’s just gone. I know something bad has happened. I just know it. STRANGER Maybe she’s just gone away for a few days to relax. You said she’s at Uni and that must put a lot of pressure on someone. GEORGE I suppose it does. STRANGER I imagine it’s playing havoc with your life though. GEORGE Yeah, I’ve hardly slept. I’ve only been to work twice, and it’s all just such a mess. My friends think I’m obsessed. STRANGER Are you? GEORGE I don’t know anymore. I just know I’ve got to find her somehow, before it drives me mad. STRANGER Maybe she doesn’t want to be found? GEORGE I just don’t know. Suddenly the train begins to slow down as it approaches the next stop. STRANGER Listen, I don’t mean to be rude, but this is my stop coming up. I hope you find her, I really do. GEORGE Thanks. The STRANGER gets up to leave. STRANGER Do you mind if I keep this leaflet – maybe I’ll think of something later. GEORGE Yeah. The train stops and the STRANGER gets out, leaving GEORGE in an empty carriage. STRANGER Good luck. The train doors shut, but as the train lingers on the platform for a few moments the STRANGER removes a photograph from his pocket and uses his gum to stick it to the outside of the train window. The STRANGER then slides away as the train moves out of the station. Intrigued by the STRANGER’s odd behaviour, GEORGE gets up and goes over to the window to examine the photograph. As he does so, the noise of the train wheels scraping against the track slowly grows louder. As the noise grows in volume acting like a warning, GEORGE reaches the photograph to see that it is of the woman he is looking for – she looks bruised and battered and while alive appears to be in agony. The train noise is even louder still and is the only noise heard as GEORGE reacts to the photograph. However, the photograph then slips from the chewing gum and flitters away into wind – leaving GEORGE alone and screaming. FADE OUT. The screeching metal is the only sound that can be heard. THE END.
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