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14 INT. MEDICAL CENTRE - SECURITY ROOM - NEXT 14
Two bored GUARDS sit at a desk, facing a wall of CCTV
monitors. One reads a newspaper, the other noodles away on
his PSP.
PUSH IN on the monitor looking in on the prenatal ward,
POLICE TAPE still cordoning off one section, as we cut to:
15 INT. MEDICAL CENTRE - PRENATAL WARD - NEXT 15
Looking up at a security camera, a blinking RED LIGHT showing
that it's active - but that doesn't stop Twist, who deftly
reaches up into frame and disconnects it.
16 INT. MEDICAL CENTRE - SECURITY ROOM - NEXT 16
As the relevant monitor turns to STATIC, one of the Guards
lets out an exasperated SIGH as he rises from his seat.
GUARD
I'll go check that camera out.
Don't fry your brain on that thing
before I get back.
His PSP-playing colleague nods, and as the Guard exits we cut
outside to:
17 INT. MEDICAL CENTRE - CORRIDOR - NEXT 17
The Guard exits through the door marked 'Security,' and as he
passes us on his way back towards the prenatal ward, Danyael
steps from round a corner. Checking down both ways, he slips
into the Security Room:
18 INT. MEDICAL CENTRE - SECURITY ROOM - NEXT 18
Danyael pauses when he sees the second Guard before realising
he hasn't heard him come in.
He takes a step forward, debating what to do - then settles
for TAPPING the guard on the shoulder.
He turns, sees Danyael - and WHAP! Danyael lays him out with
a right hook. The guard slumps forward, and Danyael gingerly
steps round him and approaches the monitors, his eyes
following the screens round until he finds the one marked
'Pre-Natal.'
The screen is numbered, and Danyael heads over to a large,
black server on the far side of the office, switching on the
monitor and starting to scroll through the marked folders of
stored camera footage, looking for the evening's tapes.
19 INT. MEDICAL CENTRE - PRENATAL WARD - NEXT 19
Stepping out into the ward itself, Twist approaches the
cordoned off area, noticing that all the beds are empty - the
patients must have been moved elsewhere.
She stops before the grisly murder scene, numbered evidence
markers littering the floor. She SNIFFS deeply, trying to
pick up a scent - and her head WHIPS round!
Standing at the far entrance to the ward is a WOMAN dressed
from head to foot in black, with long, raven black hair!
TWIST
Hey!
The woman bolts, disappearing off down the next corridor, but
as Twist starts to run after her the doors behind her are
pushed open - and the Guard steps in!
GUARD
(goes for his gun)
Stop! Hold it right there!
TWIST
Ah, for the love of...
She puts her head down and RUNS, and as the Guard jogs after
her, Twist BURSTS out the other entrance in pursuit of the
mystery woman, and we cut to:
20 INT. MEDICAL CENTRE - CORRIDOR - NEXT 20
Twist looks up and down the corridor but the woman is gone,
and as the incoming Guard YELLS for her to stop again, Twist
has no choice but to take off, making her escape as we:
BLACK OUT:
END OF ACT ONE
ACT TWO
FADE IN:
21 INT. JANE'S APARTMENT - NIGHT 21
The team are gathered around the front room of Jane's modest
place, listening as Twist and Danyael recount their findings.
TWIST
... but then when I chased after
her, she was gone. Just like...
(snaps fingers)
Fwipp! Vamos.
JANE
Huh. Weird.
DANYAEL
I didn't get much chance to check
the CCTV footage while I was there,
so I just burned off a copy to
check out later.
He draws a CD from his pocket and passes it to Julie, who
wrinkles her nose as she turns it over.
JULIE
Couldn't you at least have found a
case to put it in?
DANYAEL
Well, I was kind of in a hurry...
JULIE
(sighs)
Alright, I'll see what I can get.
Hopefully these fingerprints aren't
over anything important.
She gets up and heads into the next room.
DANYAEL
(disgruntled)
'Thanks, Danyael. You're welcome,
Julie.'
Twist nudges him as Jane paces up and down thoughtfully.
TWIST
So... any of that ringing any
bells?
JANE
Any strange women in black seen
hanging around, you mean?
TWIST
She had this thing, round her neck.
It glowed, kind of a golden colour.
Oh, and looked like she had all
kinds of weird jewelry in her hair.
DIEGO
I thought you only had a brief look
at her?
TWIST
I'm very observant.
JANE
Hmm...
She heads for her desk, sifting through some papers as Twist
shrugs at Danyael.
JANE (cont'd)
I think you might be on to
something there, Twist.
TWIST
Well, obviously.
Jane turns back, reading from a notebook.
JANE
When I was grabbing a few
statements, asking if people had
seen anything weird or out of the
ordinary in the days leading up to
the attack.
TWIST
Like, oh, I don't know, knife
wielding murderers?
JANE
Several people said they'd seen a
woman dressed all in black lurking
around, and from what you've just
told me the descriptions match up.
DANYAEL
Not like you'd get a lot of strange
goth chicks hanging around
hospitals.
SYREN
So is she the person responsible
for the murder?
JANE
Could be. We'd better keep an eye
out for her, now we know what we're
looking for.
Julie leans back in from the next room.
JULIE
Guys? You'd better come take a look
at this.
The team rise and head into:
22 INT. JANE'S APARTMENT - BEDROOM - NEXT 22
Julie is sitting at another desk with her laptop open, the
CCTV footage from the hospital paused on her screen.
As the others gather round, a clear shot of the mystery black
clad woman is showing, a little fuzzy but good enough to make
out her features.
JULIE
Is this the woman you saw?
TWIST
That's her. New Age-y stuff in her
hair, Lacuna Coil chic.
JULIE
I'll see if I've got enough to pull
up an ID on her.
DIEGO
(points to screen)
What is that?
The woman has something strapped to her back, a long, thin
object like some kind of walking cane.
JULIE
(squints)
Can't tell. Nothing I recognise.
Twist leans in, peering at the screen.
TWIST
Diego, it's a stick.
DIEGO
It could be a weapon.
TWIST
I repeat... stick.
JULIE
Guys!
(beat)
Alright, let's get set up. If she's
still hanging around, then she
could try to attack someone else
tonight, so we need to be ready.
Diego, you're on guard duty. Keep
your eye on the hospital, and if
you spot out girl, do what you do
best.
TWIST
She means fighting.
DIEGO
(dry)
Yes, thank you, I understood.
JULIE
Jane, reckon you can get Syren
inside? Maybe pose as a visitor or
something?
JANE
Shouldn't be too hard.
JULIE
Okay. Syren, see what you can pick
up. You're good at sensing magical
energy, so keep your... whatever
you need to keep open, open.
DANYAEL
What about us?
JULIE
You and Twist are on research duty.
TWIST
(shoves Danyael)
Oh, nicely volunteered, jackass.
JULIE
You're going to help me see if we
can identify this girl, give us a
heads up on what she can do.
DIEGO
Killing people extremely quietly
appears to be one of her skills.
JULIE
So let's hope that's all she's got.
Dismissed, the team leave the room, and as we PUSH IN on the
flickering still image of the woman on the laptop screen, we
DISSOLVE TO:
23 EXT. ROOFTOP - DAY 23
As we pan across the rooftop of a building overlooking the
ambulance bay of the medical centre below, Diego scrolls into
frame. His eyes are glued to the centre below - if anything
comes or goes, he'll be there to spot it.
We continue to pan across until we pass behind another
building, which forces a CUT TO:
24 INT. MEDICAL CENTRE - CORRIDOR - NEXT 24
Jane leads Syren down one of the hospital's long corridors,
Syren clutching a bouquet of flowers. Jane checks a stack of
signposts on the wall, heading for the prenatal clinic.
JANE
Now, they've moved most of the
patients into the next ward along,
so your cover story is that you're
just here to visit a friend but
you're not sure where they've moved
her to.
SYREN
Alright.
JANE
Just ask around, see what you can
pick up. A friendly young face like
yours is bound to get more out of
them than a cop.
SYREN
I'll try my best.
Jane looks Syren up and down, studying her.
JANE
Mind if I ask you something?
SYREN
Oh, please. Go ahead.
JANE
How'd you get into all this?
SYREN
'All this'?
JANE
You know... Julie's stuff. Hunting
things, saving people. You're the
one member of her team I couldn't
find anything out about.
SYREN
(thinks; smiles)
I'm just a lost girl looking for
her place, I suppose.
Syren leaves it at that, and as Jane tries to read her
enigmatic smile, we cut to:
25 INT. JANE'S APARTMENT - DAY 25
With a handful of research texts spread across the front
room, Julie is once again connected to her laptop as Danyael
flicks through one of the thick volumes.
Twist, on the other hand, SNORES softly, having fallen asleep
long ago. Julie turns and sees her, sighing.
JULIE
Danny, could you wake her up?
DANYAEL
I could, but we both know she'll
just go right back to sleep.
JULIE
Just do it, please.
Danyael gently KICKS Twist, who wakes with a SNORT.
TWIST
(startled)
Wha? Whussamatter?
DANYAEL
Are you actually going to do any
work, or just sleep all day?
TWIST
(yawns)
You know me and these books, Spook.
Kryptonite. If kryptonite just made
Superman really, really sleepy.
Julie picks up a wad of printed paper, dumping it into
Twist's lap.
JULIE
Here, try these instead.
TWIST
What are they?
JULIE
Hospital records. See if there've
been any more attacks like last
night's over the last few years.
There could be a pattern we're not
seeing.
With a weary groan, Twist picks up the first sheet of paper
and scans it through, as we return to:
26 INT. MEDICAL CENTRE - WARD - DAY 26
As Jane talks to some nurses in the background, Syren wanders
into another ward, and laid out in the beds before her are
the displaced women from the prenatal ward.
She pauses in the doorway, listening to the background noise
of chatter between the women, not sure where she should start
until a young lady steps into frame beside her. She's barely
in her twenties and petite, with long, straight blonde hair.
YOUNG LADY
Hello. Are you, uh, looking for
someone?
SYREN
Oh, yes, my friend... Sophia. She
was moved out of her ward last
night, I was hoping I could find
her here.
YOUNG LADY
Ah, that explains the lost
expression, then. They've split us
girls up all over the place while
they figure out what to do with us,
so I'm afraid your friend could be
anywhere.
SYREN
Oh, oh, right.
YOUNG LADY
Come on, come take a seat with me
and we'll wait for one of the
nurses to come by. Maybe she'll
know.
SYREN
(smiles)
Thank you.
The girl starts to walk away, then twigs at last that Syren
can't see where she's going.
YOUNG LADY
Oh! Oh, I'm sorry, are you... I
mean, can't you-
SYREN
See? No, sorry.
YOUNG LADY
Oh, God, don't apologise! That's my
bad. Totally insensitive of me.
SYREN
It's fine, really.
YOUNG LADY
Okay, now you have to come sit with
me. I have too much candy to eat by
myself, and I now have someone to
share it with!
Syren smiles as the girl starts to lead her back towards her
bed, passing a few other expectant mothers as they waddle
around.
YOUNG LADY (cont'd)
I'm Lucy, by the way.
SYREN
I'm Sy- Lyra. Lyra Morley.
LUCY
That's a pretty name.
SYREN
It is, isn't it?
Lucy blinks at Syren's odd reply, but carries on towards her
bed as we cut to:
27 INT. JANE'S APARTMENT - DAY 27
Twist DUMPS another stack of paper down next to Danyael.
TWIST
Finished.
JULIE
Already?
TWIST
(shrugs)
Vampires must be able to speed
read.
DANYAEL
(mutters)
When it suits them...
JULIE
And you didn't find anything?
TWIST
Nada. Whatever's doing this, it's
new. No deaths that match our MO in
that place within the last ten
years.
JULIE
That's what I was afraid of.
DANYAEL
Any luck finding our mystery girl?
JULIE
A handful of references in passing,
but no name. Just descriptions.
She leans back so the two vampires can see what's on her
screen. Julie scrolls through some website pages.
JULIE (cont'd)
I keep seeing the name
'Azamantika,' which as far as I
know is an arcane reference meaning
'Death,' and that always links to
images of stuff like this...
She scrolls up an image that looks suspiciously like the cane
that the mystery girl was wearing.
TWIST
Ah, the Stick o'Doom!
(off looks)
It's a stick, people!
DANYAEL
What does it do?
JULIE
I don't know for sure. But what I
can tell you is that whoever has
this is very, very powerful. We're
up against something with access to
tremendous amounts of magical power
here, guys.
TWIST
Well, then, time we introduce it to
tremendous amounts of our ass
kicking power. Right?
Julie and Danyael swap a look that shows they don't share
Twist's confidence.
JULIE
Luckily...
TWIST
Ah, how I love to hear that word.
She scrolls down the page a little further.
JULIE
According to this, the kinds of
people who are involved with this
sort of magic give off a very
specific energy signature.
Julie reaches across her desk, picking up her EMF device.
JULIE (cont'd)
I should be able to rig my EMF
receiver to home in on any sources
of it within a few block radius.
DANYAEL
Reckon that'll be enough?
JULIE
Hopefully, the girl we're after
stays close to the hospital.
TWIST
So what are we waiting for?
Twist is on her feet and heading for the door, glad of the
distraction as we cut to:
28 INT. MEDICAL CENTRE - WARD - DAY 28
Syren sits as Lucy's bedside, Lucy sitting up in bed as she
gulps from a bottle of water. Both girls have a handful of
candy, courtesy of a gift basket on the bedside table.
SYREN
So why are so many of you ladies in
here? I mean, aren't you supposed
to wait until your baby's ready to
be born before coming here?
LUCY
In theory, yes. However, the lucky
ones, meaning us, have what's known
as 'complications.' Basically means
we have to wait here on emergency
standby until we're ready to drop,
just in case something goes wrong.
SYREN
Oh, dear. That doesn't sound very
good.
LUCY
(shrugs)
I'm on enough medication to take it
in my stride at the moment.
A beat. Lucy smirks, but Syren doesn't get the joke.
LUCY (cont'd)
I was just kidding, Lyra.
SYREN
Ah. Right. Sorry.
LUCY
(rolls eyes; grins)
You apologise a lot, you know that?
SYREN
I've got things to be sorry for.
LUCY
Like what?
Syren looks away, and Lucy senses she shouldn't push the
question. She waits a beat, then moves on:
LUCY (cont'd)
Hey, did you hear anything about
what happened the other night?
SYREN
You mean the murder?
LUCY
No, the changing of the bedpans.
Yes, the murder!
SYREN
Nothing much. I was actually hoping
someone in here could tell me more.
LUCY
Won't your friend Sophia be best
qualified to tell you? She would
have been here too!
SYREN
Yes, but... I'd just like to know a
little more before I speak to her.
She can get details mixed up
sometimes.
LUCY
Ah, gotcha. Blonde, huh?
SYREN
(not getting it)
Yes, she is.
LUCY
Say no more.
Lucy glances up and down, making sure nobody's listening
before leaning in closer.
LUCY (cont'd)
Well... you want to hear a few
weird things I noticed last night?
Syren leans closer, and as Lucy gets ready to continue, we
cut to:
29 INT. APARTMENT BLOCK - CORRIDOR - DAY 29
Julie, Twist and Danyael pace slowly down a run down, dirty
corridor in a ramshackle old apartment complex. The muffled
WAIL of a crying baby can be heard, along with the BLARE of
TV sets and SHOUTING voices.
Twist and Danyael are both armed - baseball bat and sword
respectively, tucked just out of sight - and Julie holds up
her EMF device, which is BEEPING loudly.
TWIST
So that thing's really working, and
not just leading us to some crack
den?
JULIE
We're about to find out. According
to this, there's a bucketload of
the energy we're looking for behind
the second door along.
Twist and Danyael take point, positioning themselves on
either side of the door as Julie hangs back, drawing her
bulky, modified HANDGUN.
A silent count of 'three' is followed by Twist KICKING the
door open, the trio bursting inside and into:
30 INT. DISUSED APARTMENT - NEXT 30
The MYSTERY WOMAN is looking out through a broken window, her
back to the door as the trio burst in. She doesn't even
flinch.
TWIST
Don't move!
(beat)
Or... stay where you are!
The woman slowly turns to face them - it's the girl from the
hospital, all right. She's about twenty-five with long,
braided black hair filled with tied in pieces of otherworldly
jewelry, pale skin and goth chic makeup, topped off by a very
unfazed expression.
MYSTERY WOMAN
(British accent)
Oh, good, you got here. At last.
(beat)
What kept you?
Our trio exchange puzzled looks as we:
BLACK OUT:
END OF ACT TWO
ACT THREE
FADE IN:
31 INT. DISUSED APARTMENT - NEXT 31
The team stand before the Mystery Woman, still with their
weapons raised. She makes no move to attack.
MYSTERY WOMAN
Er... is something the matter?
TWIST
Why don't you tell us?
MYSTERY WOMAN
(beat)
Is that a trick question?
JULIE
Keep your hands where we can see
them.
MYSTERY WOMAN
(quirks eyebrow)
Because...
DANYAEL
Uh, guys?
TWIST
Not now, Spook.
MYSTERY WOMAN
'Spook'? That's never your name...
DANYAEL
No, it's...
(shakes head)
I'm not getting the whole 'ghostly
mass murderer' vibe off of her.
MYSTERY WOMAN
Well, I should hope not!
A beat. Twist and Julie look at each other, but as the woman
takes a step forward, they both bring their weapons to bear
on her again.
MYSTERY WOMAN (cont'd)
Woah! Okay, take it easy.
JULIE
Maybe you should let us do the
talking.
MYSTERY WOMAN
(dry)
Yes, because that's working so well
thus far.
DANYAEL
Seriously, guys, I don't think we-
TWIST
Would ya shut up already?
The woman looks from person to person, genuinely surprised.
MYSTERY WOMAN
You don't know who I am, do you?
TWIST
Can't say we care.
MYSTERY WOMAN
I'm Michelle.
(beat)
Michelle Hawkes.
(no reaction)
The Michelle Hawkes? From
Ravenshill?
(beat)
Nothing?
Julie frowns, as though dimly recalling something, but Twist
decides it's time to wrap this up.
TWIST
Not interested in who you are,
lady, all I care about is putting
you down before you hurt anybody
else.
MICHELLE
(sighs)
I don't have time for this...
Twist takes a few steps forward, and the crystal hanging from
Michelle's neck GLOWS...
... and with a SWEEP of her hand, Twist is picked up and
THROWN through the air, SMASHING into an old wardrobe and
blasting int into splinters!
DANYAEL
Woah!
Michelle takes another step as Julie aims her gun and FIRES,
but with a casual wave of her hand, an ENERGY FIELD shimmers
before Michelle, deflecting the bullet.
Danyael steps back, but as Julie FIRES again with no result,
Michelle reaches behind her back - and draws her Cane.
Looking like a normal walking cane that's been crossbred with
the Necronomicon, jet black and studded with precious stones
and charms, topped by what looks like a carved SKULL.
Michelle expertly spins the Cane from hand to hand, holding
it out and aiming it at Julie and Danyael.
MICHELLE
Don't let this thing fool you.
Skulls do not automatically mean
'one of the baddies.'
Julie glances over to Twist, who GROANS as she picks herself
out of the wreckage of the wardrobe, before snapping her gun
back round to Michelle.
MICHELLE (cont'd)
Look, I can see you're all
experiencing a bad case of 'jumping
to conclusions-itis' at the
moment...
(mutters)
... typical bloody Americans...
(normal voice)
... so I'd better head off and let
you work this out for yourselves.
DANYAEL
Wait! Don't-
But in a SNAP and a FLASH of SMOKE and LIGHT, she's gone.
Danyael heads for Twist as she pushes herself to her feet.
TWIST
(dazed)
The hell hit me?
JULIE
I... I don't know.
DANYAEL
I'm sticking to my 'not the bad
guy' angle. Most villains don't cut
and run when they're clearly in a
position to hand us our asses.
Julie lowers her gun at last, brow creased in concentration.
JULIE
Ravenshill...
TWIST
That mean anything to you?
Julie turns to look at Twist, still struggling to remember
something as we cut to:
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