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11 INT. WAREHOUSE - DAY 11
Lizzie heads for the closest cabinet, wiping her hand across
the dusty surface to reveal a label: 'Etiquette.'
Lizzie smirks and steps back, looking around for another
likely-looking cabinet to try.
She runs her hand along the cabinets as she walks past them,
selecting one whose label reads 'Movie Quotes.'
Lizzie grasps the handle and pulls the drawer open - but
recoils as a burst of FLAMES jumps out at her!
She YELPS and staggers back - and the drawers either side of
her also blast open and belch more fire out into the air.
Lizzie watches in horror as dozens more cabinets follow suit,
with drawers up and down the levels on the walls flying open
and disgorging flames into the warehouse.
She's forced to shield herself from the heat, but a loud
CRACKING noise overhead makes her look up - and she GASPS in
horror!
The entire roof of the warehouse is ABLAZE, and starting to
break up under the intense heat.
Lizzie leaps to the side as a chunk of brickwork comes loose
and hurtles towards her, SMASHING into the floor inches away
from her.
As she looks desperately round the warehouse as it descends
into an inferno, searching for some way out, we:
BLACK OUT:
END OF ACT ONE
ACT TWO
FADE IN:
12 EXT. FOREST - NIGHT 12
Back with Vivian's marching band as they trek through the
woods, not far from the outskirts of a city up ahead, with
car headlights shining through the trees.
Near the back of the group, several of the vamps have fallen
back, enjoying a crafty cigarette and generally not keeping
up with the marching speed.
Two of them pause as one lights a cigarette and passes it to
his friend - but as his hand reaches out, there is a soft
SNIKT sound.
And the vampire's arm FALLS AWAY at the elbow!
The stunned vampire stares with bulging eyes at his amputated
arm, but before he or his friend can react, Sanctus and Diego
burst out of the darkness, and in a flurry of sword slices
they chop the two vampires into pieces.
Fading back into the safety of the dark trees, silence falls
over the scene as three more vampires walk casually back into
frame.
VAMP #1
Hey, come on, you two! We're gonna
miss all the-
He freezes - he's seen the remains of his colleagues.
VAMP #!
Aw, hell...
He turns and starts to YELL back to the others:
VAMP #1
They're back! Everybody, they're-
SWISH! The vampire GULPS - and his head slides neatly from
his shoulders.
Diego and Sanctus reappear, but this time the vampires are
ready for them, and the two warriors pick a target each as
they launch into the battle.
The vampires are no match for them, and in seconds they've
separated the two unfortunate opponents into their component
parts - but as the rest of the crowd of vamps charges towards
them, the duo wisely duck back into the shadows.
Vivian arrives in the frame, grabbing a heavy duty flashlight
from the nearest vamp and sweeping it across the trees.
VIVIAN
Find them! Spread out, watch each
other's backs, and if you catch one
of 'em, rip their damn throat out!
The vampires scatter, weapons appearing as they fan out and
head into the trees. Vivian narrows her eyes and draws her
own weapon, a sleek sword with a jet black, inscribed blade.
VIVIAN (cont'd)
Come on, Sanctus... we both know
you can't resist a good old
fashioned one-on-one...
The sounds of COMBAT drift back towards her - the CLANG of
sword against sword, YELLS of pain as vampires fall to Diego
and Sanctus and SHOUTS of alarm as the vamps try to come to
each other's aid.
Vivian walks forward, her ears sharp for any indication that
her prey is nearby - and a twig SNAPS behind her.
She spins round - and there's Sanctus. He's holding a broken
twig in his hands.
SANCTUS
(off twig)
I hope you'll forgive the cliche.
VIVIAN
(grins)
Shame Chris didn't inherit your
sense of humour!
He draws his sword, and she steps slowly towards him, that
wry grin firmly on her face.
VIVIAN (cont'd)
Many of my boys and girls left out
there?
Sanctus smiles as a SCREAM echoes round the woods.
SANCTUS
One or two.
VIVIAN
You can't stop him, you know.
SANCTUS
You sound very sure.
VIVIAN
He's got it all figured out. The
way time moved where he was stuck,
gave him years to work the details.
SANCTUS
Shame it'll only take minutes for
us to foil those plans, then.
VIVIAN
Now who sounds sure?
SANCTUS
I don't need to sound sure. I know
we're going to beat you.
He extends his sword, a mark of formality and respect, and
with a smirk Vivian does the same, their blades a fraction
apart.
VIVIAN
You've been dying to take another
crack at me, haven't you?
SANCTUS
It's been a while.
VIVIAN
Let's hope you learned some new
tricks in the last few years then,
'cause I have a pretty vivid memory
of kicking your ass last time!
Sanctus just grins - and SLICES forward! Vivian blocks it,
charging forward and sweeping her blade towards Sanctus'
feet.
He springs into the air, neatly somersaulting over her and
KICKING her back as he flips over.
She stumbles forward, barely recovering as Sanctus attacks
again, his blade CHOPPING down either side of her as she
ducks and dodges.
VIVIAN (cont'd)
Alright, I'll admit... you've been
practicing. I'm impressed.
Sanctus isn't in the mood to quip, bringing his left hand
round and BLASTING Vivian in the chest with a ball of yellow
energy.
She's blown off her feet, sailing backwards through the air
and CRASHING painfully into a tree, and Sanctus has a beat to
glance to his left - Diego is busy clashing swords with two
more vampires.
Sanctus looks back to Vivian as she recovers, and as he
charges back towards her, we cut to:
13 INT. WAREHOUSE - DAY 13
COUGHING as the room starts to fill with thick black SMOKE,
Lizzie takes cover underneath one of the staircases leading
up to the next level of cabinets, more flaming chunks of
ceiling CRASHING into the floor all around.
She looks round for some way out - and spots a row of plain
doors set into the opposite wall.
With a last glance up to the burning ceiling, she takes a
deep breath and rushes forward - narrowly avoiding another
hunk of rubble before reaching the doors.
She throws it open and dives through, into:
14 INT. OFFICE FLOOR - DAY 14
Lizzie stumbles into an ordinary cubicle farm - clean, plain
lines of furnishings, muted colours for the walls and carpet
and several aisles of cubicles, each one overflowing with
stacks of papers and folders.
Quickly closing the door to the burning room, she heads for
the nearest cubicle and grabs a sheet of paper.
It reads 'All Time Top Five favourite Ice Cream Toppings.'
Lizzie raises an eyebrow as she reads - before someone clears
their throat behind her.
VOICE (O.S.)
Ahem.
She spins round - it's Twist! Well, not exactly. It's a
version of Twist dressed in a neat, simple suit, her hair
straightened and wearing dark-rimmed glasses.
OFFICE TWIST
Can I help you?
LIZZIE
Twist? Is that you?
OFFICE TWIST
Well... yes.
Relieved, Lizzie grabs her.
LIZZIE
Thank God! Listen, you have to pay
attention, this is important.
You're in big-
OFFICE TWIST
(sniffs)
Can I smell something burning?
LIZZIE
Hey!
OFFICE TWIST
What?
LIZZIE
Twist, you're in trouble. Your
body's been badly hurt and I think
your brain's starting to go the
same way.
OFFICE TWIST
(eyes her)
I... see.
LIZZIE
I need you to help me keep your
subconscious in one piece until
your body starts to heal, otherwise
your mind's going to go the way of
that warehouse out there.
OFFICE TWIST
(alarmed)
The Records Room? Oh, no! Is it-
LIZZIE
Don't worry about that now. What's
important is that you stay with me.
Lizzie glances towards the door she entered through - SMOKE
is starting to filter through the cracks in the door frame.
LIZZIE (cont'd)
We can't stay here. Where else can
we go?
Twist looks round, nodding towards a row of doors set into
the opposite wall.
OFFICE TWIST
Well, we could use those, but I'm
not sure where most of them lead,
so maybe we should-
But Lizzie is already on her way, pulling Twist along behind
her. Twist protests, trying to grab handfuls of papers from
the cubicles she passes.
OFFICE TWIST (cont'd)
Hey! Wait, slow down!
LIZZIE
We don't have time!
OFFICE TWIST
But some of this stuff could be
important!
Lizzie stops, scowling, and grabs a sheet of paper at random,
reading it to her:
LIZZIE
'Top Five Reasons Why I Don't Like
Monkeys'?!?
OFFICE TWIST
(beat)
Well, I don't. And I might need to
remember why some day.
LIZZIE
(impatient)
Come on!
Lizzie heads for the door again, dragging Twist along.
LIZZIE (cont'd)
The damage shouldn't be permanent
as long as they get you fixed up
soon.
OFFICE TWIST
Who's 'they'?
LIZZIE
Julie and Danyael.
OFFICE TWIST
Where's Chris?
LIZZIE
He's... delayed.
OFFICE TWIST
Oh.
(beat)
I'm screwed.
Lizzie throws her another look as they get to the doors.
LIZZIE
Which one should we take?
OFFICE TWIST
(shrugs)
I don't know. Any of them.
LIZZIE
Don't you know where they go?
OFFICE TWIST
I've never had to find out!
They're both startled as the door Lizzie entered through
suddenly BURSTS OPEN, and the inferno outside spills into the
office suite.
LIZZIE
(hurried)
Come on!
She picks a door at random, throws it open and SHOVES Twist
through, before following her into:
15 EXT. SUBURBAN STREET - DAY 15
Lizzie finds herself standing outside a house in a quiet
little suburb, with identikit houses lining both sides of the
road. It's a nice neighbourhood - trees sway in the breeze
and the sun shines down overhead, with birdsong filtering
through the air.
The colours are bright and oversaturated, and everything
seems a little hazy round the edges as Lizzie moves away from
the house. Twist is nowhere in sight.
LIZZIE
Twist? Twist! Where are you?
TWIST (O.S.)
I'm here!
Lizzie looks down - and there's Twist.
Except she's SEVEN YEARS OLD. Blonde hair in bunches, her
shorts and trainers spattered with mud.
Lizzie sags, closing her eyes and groaning as Twist Junior
stares innocently up at her.
TWIST JUNIOR
So... what'cha doin'?
Lizzie looks down at her as we cut to:
16 INT. ABANDONED BUILDING - NIGHT 16
Lizzie is lying next to Twist on the mattress, looking like
she's in a deep sleep. Danyael crouches nearby, still chewing
his nails as he stares at the two girls.
DANYAEL
She hasn't said anything for almost
twenty minutes.
(turns to Julie)
What if something went wrong?
JULIE
Lizzie can handle herself. She's
been staying one step ahead of the
security at Parker's lab for the
last few months, this should be
well within her limits.
Danyael doesn't look convinced and goes back to his vigil,
before a thought hits him and he turns back to Julie.
DANYAEL
Hey, wait! I just thought of
something!
JULIE
What is it?
DANYAEL
The healing device!
JULIE
I'm not following...
DANYAEL
Parker has most of it, and Chris
has his pieces stashed in that
warehouse, right? So what if...
He trails off as he registers Julie's horrified look.
DANAYEL
I mean, I know it's not fixed, but
maybe we can get it working just
enough to fix her?
JULIE
The warehouse!
DANYAEL
Huh?
JULIE
I told Parker... Parker knows where
Chris is keeping his parts of the
device!
DANYAEL
What?!? Why the hell'd you tell him
that?
JULIE
I thought it was what Chris
wanted...
Danyael stands and heads over to her, clearly a man on the
edge right now.
DANYAEL
Julie, I hope to God you're not
saying what I think you're
saying...
Distraught, Julie presses a hand to her forehead.
JULIE
Parker kept asking me about it when
I started working at the Lab, he
said it'd be a good thing to have
all the parts in one place so that
his teams could keep working on
it... I was supposed to be working
on it!
Danyael closes his eyes, trying to fight his anger down.
JULIE (cont'd)
Danny, I'm sorry...
DANYAEL
So what you're saying is, Parker
either has all of Chris' pieces
already or will probably get to
them before we do?
With tears in her eyes, Julie nods. Danyael looks back to
Twist - and the hope is fading from his eyes. He turns back
to Julie, his expression serious.
DANYAEL (cont'd)
Then we'd better hope Chris can
figure something out when he gets
here.
JULIE
Danyael, I-
He turns and walks away from her, taking his place over by
Twist again and carefully taking her hand. Julie tries to
fight back the tears, without much success, as we cut to:
17 EXT. SUBURBAN STREET - DAY 17
More CHILDREN are playing nearby, but little Twist sits by
herself on a low stone wall, carefully combing her doll's
hair. The doll looks remarkably like a fully grown version of
her, complete with dark roots and punky clothing.
Lizzie looks all around, but doesn't see any sign of the fire
raging through Twist's mind - they're safe here for now. She
takes a seat next to Twist.
TWIST JUNIOR
Isn't she pretty?
She lifts up her doll, and Lizzie takes it, obviously a
little awkward around youngsters.
LIZZIE
Uh... yeah, she's great.
(hands it back)
How come you're over here by
yourself?
Twist looks towards the other kids and SIGHS.
TWIST JUNIOR
Long story.
LIZZIE
What happened?
TWIST JUNIOR
They... they were mean to me.
LIZZIE
What did they do?
TWIST JUNIOR
You really want to know?
LIZZIE
If it's a strong memory, then
linking your subconscious mind to
it will make it easier for your
psyche to stay anchored to
something, so...
She trails off, noticing little Twist's blank expression.
LIZZIE (cont'd)
Uh... yes.
Twist beams, and we suddenly WHITE OUT:
18 EXT. STREET - DAY 18
Lizzie finds herself in another part of the street, and as
she looks round, trying to get her bearings, she sees little
Twist surrounded by a jeering pack of slightly older boys and
girls. Lizzie hurries over.
LIZZIE
Hey! Leave her alone!
The children scatter as Lizzie approaches - and she sees
twist struggling to remove a pair of tightly-strapped ROLLER
SKATES.
Twist can't unfasten them, and as the laughing kids make
their exit, she points after them and shouts:
TWIST JUNIOR
My bike! Come back with my bike!
Lizzie looks over - one of the boys is riding away on a
small, pink bicycle with training wheels - obviously not his
own bike.
Lizzie starts to help Twist unfasten the skates straps as the
girl SOBS bitterly.
LIZZIE
Why'd you let them do that? I've
never seen you not stand up to
anybody!
TWIST JUNIOR
(sniffs)
No point.
(off skates)
They did this 'cause they knew I
wouldn't try to chase them.
Lizzie frowns, continuing to undo the straps, before Twist
points at something over her shoulder.
TWIST JUNIOR (cont'd)
What's happening?
Lizzie looks round - several of the tall trees branches are
BURNING. Lizzie's expression darkens, and she scoops Twist up
in her arms.
LIZZIE
(urgent)
We have to get out of here.
TWIST JUNIOR
And go where?
LIZZIE
Somewhere else!
She looks round for another doorway, spotting a wooden door
set into a nearby fence. She hurries over, throwing back the
bolts and stepping through, into:
19 INT. CONVENIENCE STORE - NIGHT 19
Lizzie is suddenly in the middle of an inner city convenience
store - a gang of laughing VAMPIRES run riot, one feasting on
the struggling shopkeeper as the others trash the store!
Lizzie hears Twist SHOUT behind her and spins round - and
Twist is being BITTEN by another vampire!
He raises his head to take a gleeful gulp of air, Twist's
fresh blood staining his chin - it's BOYCE!
LIZZIE
Twist!
Lizzie takes a step towards her, but as Boyce sinks his fangs
back into Twist's neck, we suddenly WHITE OUT to:
20 INT. ABANDONED BUILDING - NIGHT 20
Lizzie wakes up with a SHOUT:
LIZZIE
Twist!
Danyael and Julie are quickly by her side, as Lizzie clutches
her head and winces.
DANYAEL
What happened? Did you find her?
LIZZIE
I found her... and then I lost her.
(looks round)
Where's Chris?
JULIE
Still on his way. Can you go back?
LIZZIE
I'll try. I think I found a
significant moment in her life, so
it should be a strong enough memory
for me to pick up again.
Taking a moment to collect herself, Lizzie places a hand
across Twist's forehead, and as her body starts to wilt,
Danyael catches her and carefully lays her back down.
Julie and Danyael exchange a concerned glance before turning
their attention back to Lizzie, and we:
BLACK OUT:
END OF ACT TWO
ACT THREE
FADE IN:
21 EXT. CITY STREET - NIGHT 21
A quiet street somewhere in a moderately-sized city, a few
late night pedestrians and cars buzzing past...
... until the silence is shattered as Vivian and half a dozen
vampires come screaming round a corner, running as fast as
they damn well can!
Hot on their tails are Sanctus and Diego, weapons hot and
chasing the pack of vamps down.
Vivian gestures for the vamps to slow down and take on the
pursuing duo - but two of them decide to bug out and run away
as fast as they can!
With a GRUNT of annoyance, Vivian takes a hard left, BARGING
a few civilians out of the way as Sanctus and Diego get stuck
into the remaining vampires.
As people scatter from the melee, Diego GRABS the leg of one
vamp as he tries to kick him, swinging him round and SMASHING
him through a shop window.
Diego is hit by another vamp as he recovers, staggering back
as Sanctus lunges into frame, duelling with two more
vampires.
His face is a mask of concentration as he forces the two
vampires back, one of them stumbling over a newspaper stand
and distracting his colleague - and Sanctus takes his head
off with one SWIPE of his blade.
People SCREAM as the fight rages on, and as Diego downs his
attacker with a rapid succession of PUNCHES, Sanctus calls
over to him:
SANCTUS
This is somewhat more public than I
would have liked!
DIEGO
I do not see a better option!
He DUCKS as his vamp swings a TRASH CAN towards him, and as
Sanctus gets stuck into the next vampire, we cut to:
22 EXT. REVELL'S BUILDING - NEXT 22
Vivian rounds a corner and comes up to a small, plain-looking
building - but the triumphant GRIN tells us she's found her
destination.
She glances over her shoulder - SHOUTS and sounds of combat
tell her Sanctus and Diego are still bogged down fighting the
last of her vampires.
She races for the entrance to the building, tearing the door
from its hinges and disappearing inside.
23 INT. REVELL'S BUILDING - ENTRANCE - NEXT 23
Vivian fumbles around in the dark room, finding a light
switch and flipping it on to reveal what looks like a disused
gun shop.
VIVIAN
Revell? Revell! Where are you?
A back door opens and out steps REVELL - a scruffy man in his
fifties with shaggy grey hair, a beard and thick glasses.
REVELL
Hey! What's with all the-
(sees her)
Oh. It's you.
Vivian marches up to him, KICKING some stray boxes out of the
way as she approaches.
VIVIAN
Yes, it's me. I'm here for the
merchandise.
REVELL
(nervous)
What's the hurry? You look like
you're in a hurry. Is there
something I should know about?
There's a HOWL of pain from outside, and the sound of
approaching POLICE SIRENS.
VIVIAN
You could say that, yeah. How about
I make this good and clear for you?
She suddenly GRABS him, SLAMMING him down onto one of the
display counters, her face all fangs and red eyes as she
SNARLS down at him.
VIVIAN (cont'd)
Get me what I came for in the next
ten seconds, or I'll punch a hole
through your head so big they'll be
able to name a bagel after you!
Revell cowers before her, and as Vivian allows herself a
sinister grin, we cut to:
24 INT. LONG CORRIDOR - DAY 24
Lizzie hurries down a narrow corridor with smooth,
featureless walls on either side, glancing back over her
shoulder - and coming to a stop.
LIZZIE
Twist?
Twist is no longer her seven year old self, but instead looks
more like a smack addict - she's slumped against the side of
the corridor, her eyes sunken and heavily bagged.
Lizzie heads back to her, glancing around urgently as she
starts to see SMOKE drifting through the corridor.
LIZZIE (cont'd)
Come on, Twist, we have to get up.
TWIST
No... can't...
LIZZIE
Whaddya mean, you can't? Haven't
you been listening to me? We have
to go, now!
TWIST
No point. Everything ends.
Everybody dies.
Lizzie HUFFS, grabbing Twist and hauling her to her feet.
LIZZIE
You died - and came back. Twice.
Guess that makes you special.
She looks round - but there are no visible exits, and the
corridor ahead just stretches off into darkness. Lizzie
starts moving again, half-carrying Twist.
LIZZIE (cont'd)
Is there somewhere we're supposed
to be going?
TWIST
I don't know.
LIZZIE
Alright, what's with the attitude
all of a sudden? Is this some
hidden junkie side to your
personality I haven't seen yet?
Twist sags, almost sliding out of Lizzie's grasp, and as she
struggles to keep hold, Lizzie accidentally pulls back
Twist's shirt sleeve.
She sees TRACK MARKS. Twist lifts her head to look at her,
and the awful truth hits Lizzie at last.
LIZZIE (cont'd)
Oh, my God... when was-
She stops, her head snapping round. She can hear something -
a distant ROARING sound, echoing down the corridor towards
them.
She squints, trying to make out the source of the sound -
then her eyes bulge as the far end of the tunnel begins to
GLOW a fierce red!
JUNKIE TWIST
What's happening?
LIZZIE
(urgent)
Twist, concentrate! I need you to
make us a way out of here!
JUNKIE TWIST
What? How am I supposed to-
LIZZIE
Just focus! Close your eyes, think
of a doorway, get us out of this
tunnel!
JUNKIE TWIST
Why? What's...
Twist sees what's got Lizzie so agitated - FLAMES are
spilling down the corridor towards them, turning the entire
tunnel into one bottlenecked inferno!
JUNKIE TWIST (cont'd)
Oh...
LIZZIE
Twist, come on!
Twist closes her eyes, and Lizzie watches the fire eat its
way down the corridor, getting closer every second.
She looks round - Twist has sagged again, almost passing out.
Lizzie SLAPS her hard across the cheek.
LIZZIE (cont'd)
Wake up!
Twist comes to with a start, trying to shove Lizzie but not
having the strength to do it.
JUNKIE TWIST
Hey! Don't you...
(trails off; points)
Look.
Lizzie turns - a DOOR has appeared in the corridor. With a
look of relief, Lizzie tries the handle.
It's locked.
LIZZIE
Damn it, Twist! Can't you do
anything right?
Lizzie lets go of Twist, who slides back to the floor as
Lizzie tries desperately to barge the door open.
The flames are moments away as Lizzie drops her shoulder and
RAMS it against the door, but after three attempts it still
won't budge.
On the fourth, and with Lizzie letting out a CRY of pain as
something in her shoulder BREAKS, the door flies open, and
Lizzie has a brief instant to grab Twist and drag her through
the door before the inferno reaches them:
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