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FADE IN:
13 EXT. MOTEL CAR PARK - NIGHT 13
The team are strewn around the tarmac, not moving.
Slowly, Chris stirs, GROANING as he sits up. He looks round
to see the others doing the same.
CHRIS
Is everyone alright?
Twist rubs her eyes, looking quickly all around.
TWIST
What... what happened?
VIVIAN
Did somebody spike our drinks?
DANYAEL
We didn't get any drinks, remember?
We started freaking out again.
The team all rise to their feet, regrouping.
CHRIS
Something just happened to us,
that's for sure. Even -
LYRA (O.S.)
Chris?
They turn - a shivering Lyra stands at the balcony, strands
of white bedsheets still round her wrists.
LYRA (cont'd)
Are you there? I just... I just had
the most awful nightmare!
The others exchange knowing looks as we DISSOLVE TO:
14 INT. MOTEL - CHRIS AND LYRA'S ROOM - LATER 14
The team are all sitting or standing around. Everyone is
silent.
Lyra is sitting up on the bed holding her head, her eyes
closed.
Twist is sitting against the wall with her knees close to her
chest. She is staring off into space.
Danyael looks at Twist, before shaking his head. He takes out
a cigarette, but stops himself.
Vivian is sitting at the table gripping the edge of the it
tightly. She too is staring ahead.
Chris is on the ground with books sprawled out before him.
The only sound in the room is his feverish flickering through
books. He stops to look at everyone.
CHRIS
Alright, is someone going to even
attempt to theorise what just
happened out there?
A silent beat. No one is talking. Danyael shuffles his feet.
DANYAEL
Um... I'm going to get some air.
Maybe call around, see if the local
vamps came across anything strange
tonight.
He makes his way towards the door. Twist glances up at him,
but resumes her brooding stare at the ground.
CHRIS
Appreciated, Danyael. But be
careful, we don't know what we're
up against.
Danyael nods once as he leaves the motel room. Chris resumes
his research while everyone else still remains silent.
VIVIAN
Maybe we've been drugged. Maybe...
we think we're seeing this reality,
when in fact we could be somewhere
else entirely.
CHRIS
Where did the three of you go?
TWIST
We were getting some booze. That's
all. Though...
(beat)
Something weird did happen before
that...
Vivian looks to Twist, shaking her head. "Don't say it."
TWIST (cont'd)
I got really emotional and broke
down crying.
CHRIS
Over what?
TWIST
Over... you and Lyra.
Twist hugs herself, feeling particularly bashful.
TWIST (cont'd)
(meek)
I thought I was being replaced.
CHRIS
Twist, Lyra isn't replacing you.
You're all valuable members of the
team. I risked my life and soul to
get you out of Hell for a reason,
after all!
Twist rolls her eyes and looks at the ceiling.
TWIST
Yeah, I know. I think we've
established that me going all Ally
McBeal was out of character by now.
(beat)
Just ask Vivian.
CHRIS
Vivian... What happened?
VIVIAN
(glares at Twist)
I don't want to talk about it.
CHRIS
Vivian! No one is going to say
anything bad...
TWIST
Vivian went gah gah over a baby.
Vivian hurls mental daggers at Twist, before slumping in her
chair. Chris stares at Vivian for a beat, before shaking his
head.
CHRIS
I admit, it does sound out of
character... for the both of you,
but neither of you have given an
explanation into why you did what
you did. Or even why we started
hallucinating...
LYRA
Who says it's a hallucination?
Maybe Vivian is right, maybe we're
all stashed away and being...
experimented on.
CHRIS
That's what you were hallucinating,
was it? You were back in a lab?
Lyra nods her head quietly. Chris looks at Twist.
TWIST
I was back at home, trying to save
Mom and Dad. Repeat sequence.
(beat)
You... "saw" what happened. You
know what I went through.
CHRIS
(nodding)
Don't worry about it. It's a bad
memory, we've all got them.
Chris looks at Vivian, expecting a response. Vivian glances
in his general direction.
VIVIAN
I still don't want to talk about
it.
CHRIS
You said I was responsible for all
that you've done since you were
turned.
Vivian SLAMS her fist on the table.
VIVIAN
(angry)
I said, I don't want to talk about
it!
A beat.
Danyael comes back into the room, observing the tense
silence. He raises an eyebrow.
DANYAEL
Who died?
They all turn to give him an incredulous look.
DANYAEL (cont'd)
(raises hands)
Alright, alright... sheesh. Just
trying to lighten things up.
TWIST
I would if I could, but given the
circumstances, I won't.
CHRIS
(moving along)
What did you find out?
DANYAEL
The local vamps have pretty much
confirmed what is going on.
All the nests have gone crazy, and
lots of vamps have been caught in
the crossfire. Earlier tonight, a
rebel vamp bar got torn to the
ground from the inside out.
(beat)
At first, looked like Trads
attacked the bar, but they later
found out the rebels killed each
other.
CHRIS
Could it be some kind of virus?
Maybe one that the Trads have
unleashed, or someone else out
there?
VIVIAN
By 'someone else,' you think maybe
Parker?
CHRIS
It sounds like something he would
do.
DANYAEL
I don't think it was Trads. Locals
found that some Trads they saw were
acting crazy as well, turning on
each other.
(beat)
The rest of the humans in the city
seem to be going about as normal.
CHRIS
Looks like the Cleaners are going
to be working overtime tonight...
Danyael gives a grunt in agreement, as he sits down in a
chair.
TWIST
What are we going to do? We've got
to help, but we'll be no good if we
go nuts every time we hallucinate.
(beat)
What's going to happen if we
accidently kill a human, and not
realise it?
CHRIS
(grimly)
Then we need to find out what this
is, that's affecting the
underworld.
(beat)
Until then, we have to stay inside
and watch each other.
Silence from the others.
CHRIS (cont'd)
Okay, I'll start researching now
before we...
TWIST (O.S.)
(moans)
No...
Chris turns towards her exasperated.
CHRIS
Twist! It's the only way! What if
what you said is going to...
He stops when he sees Twist staring ahead with a look of
sheer horror on her face.
TWIST
Boyce, please! Don't kill them
again! Please!
Quickly PUSH IN on Twist before a SMASH CUT TO:
15 INT. UPPER BEDROOM - NIGHT - HALLUCINATION 15
Twist is in her parents' bedroom with BOYCE and his CREW
standing by. Her MOTHER stands before a baby's cot, screaming
at Boyce.
Boyce turns towards Twist with a sadistic grin on his face.
BOYCE
I can't believe this. This is your
mom?
(beat)
This should be a whole lot easier,
then. Twist, kill her. And the baby
too.
TWIST
(meek; not believing it)
No. I won't.
BOYCE
Twist... don't make me tell you
twice.
TWIST
No! I won't! You've already killed
them, so why is this happening
again?
Boyce remains quiet for a beat, before slowly stepping
forward.
BOYCE
Because I can. And because you want
it to happen.
(beat)
Over and over again...
ANGLE on Twist's face as her eyes WIDEN in horror. Her mother
SCREAMS off screen, and Twist CLASPS her hands to her head in
terror, SCREAMING as well.
SMASH CUT TO:
16 INT. MOTEL - CHRIS AND LYRA'S ROOM - NIGHT 16
Chris begins to get up, a look of worry on his face. He turns
to the others, seeing they are slowly succumbing to their
hallucinations once more.
CHRIS
Oh no, not again...
Danyael is staring at empty space, a look of disbelief on his
face.
DANYAEL
You're dead! I killed you! So why
won't you die?
Off Danyael's confused and shocked look, we CUT TO:
17 EXT. FACTORY ROOF TOP - NIGHT 17
Standing on an open rooftop of a rusty old factory, Danyael
is staring at somebody off screen.
SNAP ROUND to see NAOMI with a dark grin on her face, her
slashed throat still visible.
PAN DOWN to see a very dead Twist crumpled on the ground, a
BLOODY HOLE in her back, the stake laying on the ground next
to her.
Naomi looks at Twist and chuckles.
NAOMI
You thought this really ended when
you killed me... but it was really
only the beginning. You thought you
loved her. Loved her more than life
itself.
(beat)
But you always knew that I would be
your first love. No one, not even
that whore on the ground can ever
replace me!
(condescending sneer)
Is that why you came to me, out of
all them? You wanted to be loved,
and she wouldn't give it to you.
Only I can ever really love you,
Danny! You know that. You know that
deep within your unbeating heart.
(beat)
You and me are meant to be
together... forever...
Danyael GRIPS something tightly in his hand. It's the arrow
he used to kill Naomi with.
DANYAEL
Shut up! Shut up! You always wanted
to be in control! I don't buy that
the only reason you wanted to
remake the world was because of
what you went through... you were
never capable of love. That's why
you were so jealous of Twist!
(beat)
God! I wish I'd have listened to
her earlier, then none of this
would have happened!
Naomi laughs as she drifts closer, FLICKERING in and out of
existence as she draws up close.
NAOMI
I killed Twist? No, no, no, Danny.
I didn't kill Twist.
(beat)
You did.
Danyael looks confused, before looking at his hand. It isn't
the arrow he's holding - it's now the STAKE!
DANYAEL
(moans)
No... I know what happened. This
didn't happen this way! It didn't!
You killed her!
Naomi continues to laugh, throwing her head back and
CACKLING. Danyael drops the stake, falling to his knees and
putting his hands to his face as we CUT TO:
18 INT. MOTEL - CHRIS AND LYRA'S ROOM - NIGHT 18
Danyael is now on his knees, holding his head. He rocks back
and forth, in the grip of his fugue.
Chris looks at Danyael, knowing he can't help him. He
staggers towards the bed, watching Lyra thrash about.
LYRA
No, no, not again! How many times
must you do this?
Chris stumbles and watches Lyra helplessly as we CUT TO:
19 INT. LABORATORY ROOM - NIGHT 19
PUSH THROUGH a room of large VATS, bubbling with a lemon
coloured FLUID. There's movement in each vat we pass, but not
enough to make out what it is.
Continue to move towards one particular vat - until a pair of
FISTS slam against the reinforced glass.
A FACE slams against the surface of the vat - it's LYRA!
Lyra screams, bubbles issuing from her mouth as she BEATS
against the glass.
A pair of MALE HANDS come into view and touch the side of the
vat tenderly, before disappearing from view.
PAN ROUND to look at the other vats, their contents now clear
and visible:
Each and every one of the vats has a CLONE of Lyra in it!
All are in varying degrees of mutations and development. Some
have no arms; some have eyes in the wrong places; one has an
arm growing out of her chest.
All of them are screaming the same scream.
ANGLE ON the first Lyra as she looks around in horror. She
lets out a fresh SCREAM, as we SMASH CUT TO:
20 INT. MOTEL - CHRIS AND LYRA'S ROOM - NIGHT 20
Chris reaches over towards the bed, finding it an almost
impossible task. He stops when he hears a very familiar
whisper off screen.
JULIE (O.S.)
(whispers)
Chris...
Chris turns around, shaking his head in disbelief.
CHRIS
No... no it can't be...
JULIE stands at the motel window. Her features are
decomposing, as if she's suffering from radiation sickness.
She SCRATCHES at the window, bits of her fingers flaking off.
JULIE
Chris... let me in. I forgive
you... let me in...
Chris backs away from the spectre at the window as there's a
BLAZE of light outside.
The night sky FLARES brightly, before turning a sickening
GREEN colour. In the distance, a MUSHROOM CLOUD rises.
Julie raises both her hands, clawing at the window - before
being TORN APART by the ATOMIC explosion outside!
A sonic boom SHATTERS the very walls and ceiling of the
motel, Chris quickly covering his head to protect himself
from the falling debris.
After it is finished, he looks around to see the corpses of
the others scattered all around him. He stands, a shocked
look on his face.
ANGLE ON the remains of the city. All shattered buildings,
broken cars, fires burning out of control. A truly
nightmarish and apocalyptic landscape.
The greenish hue of the night sky blends morbidly with the
rising flames of the out of control fires.
CHRIS
No... this didn't happen! We fixed
all this! We stopped it!
He tries to shake his head, getting his bearings, even going
to the extremes of PUNCHING himself to wake himself up.
He freezes as he hears a loud SCREECHING off-screen. Chris
looks up, every muscle tensing.
CHRIS (cont'd)
This isn't real... this isn't
happening!
He goes to his equipment and retrieves his KATANA, only to
find it looks far older and less useful than what it
previously looked.
Not bothering about this, he glances up once, raising the
blade to defend himself.
PULL ROUND to see a growing SHADOW moving towards us with
breakneck speed. The screeching gets louder and louder until:
SMASH CUT TO:
21 INT. MOTEL - CHRIS AND LYRA'S ROOM - NIGHT 21
Chris is on his knees with his hands in the air, as if he is
holding something. He swings, trying to fight an unseen
attacker.
PUSH PAST the others, as they are in the grips of their own
hallucinations, until we stop on Vivian.
She is sitting at the table, her knuckles white from gripping
the table's edge so hard.
She stares into space, a spooked look on her face. Not a
single sound comes from her, as she sits in silence.
EXTREME CLOSE UP on Vivian's eyes, as the reflections of the
others play across her retinas.
Yet there's also something else. FIGURES that should be in
the room there with them, but are clearly not.
Slowly PULL BACK, with Vivian's expression of terror still
evident.
ANGLE ON Twist, whose struggles abrubtly stop. She blinks,
looking round. She quickly gets up, moving away from the spot
she was just in.
TWIST
No fricking way! I'm not doing this
again! I'm out of here!
Twist rushes past Danyael, who is still kneeling on the
floor. She gropes for the door handle, finding it slippery to
turn. She looks over her shoulder, a look of worry etched on
her face.
TWIST (cont'd)
Stay the hell away from me, you
psycho! Leave me alone!
She yanks open the door, before SWINGING a wild punch at what
is obviously thin air.
She then BOLTS outside through the door, leaving it wide open
as she rushes onto:
22 EXT. MOTEL BALCONY - NEXT 22
Twist runs along the balcony, before disappearing down a set
of stairs.
PAN OVER towards the balcony's edge as Twist tears out into
the night.
SLOW PAN around, through the open doorway. The others are
still in the grip of their hallucinations.
It isn't long before Danyael comes barrelling out and running
off-screen, followed by Chris, Lyra - who is stumbling, but
still seems to know where she is going, and finally Vivian.
Stay on the open doorway, as we SLOWLY PULL BACK to see the
CAR PARK of the Motel, the others running into the night as
they try to get away from whatever it is that's tormenting
them. Off this scene, we:
BLACK OUT:
END OF ACT TWO
ACT THREE
FADE IN:
23 EXT. CITY STREETS - NIGHT 23
Various PEDESTRIANS are walking by with concerned looks on
their faces. A ranting voice is heard off screen.
ANGLE ON Twist, running haphazardly. She looks over her
shoulder with abject fear in her eyes.
A young MAN notices her in distress and approaches her.
YOUNG MAN
Hey, are you alright? Is someone
after you?
Twist stares at the young man before pointing down the
street, her finger shaking.
TWIST
Can't you see them?
The young man looks down the street, but only sees more
concerned onlookers watching them.
YOUNG MAN
I'm not sure who you're pointing
to. If you want me to call the
cops, I can if you want...
TWIST
What are the cops going to do
against vampires? Don't you get it?
They want me to suffer, again and
again!
The young man now takes a step back, more than concerned.
What Twist doesn't realise is that her eyes have gone BLOOD
RED, and her FANGS are showing!
YOUNG MAN
(scared)
Look, I... I don't know what your
problem is, but please, don't hurt
me...
TWIST
(blinks; bemused)
What the hell are you talking
about?
But the young man turns on his heel, sprinting away from
Twist.
He runs past a trio of PUNKS who look at Twist with distrust.
PUNK #1 points towards Twist.
PUNK #1
Check it out - she's a rebel! Take
her out before she brings any of
her piece of crap friends!
Twist looks over as the punks approach, but her fearful
reaction is for an entirely different reason:
TWIST
You're with them, aren't you?
You're part of Boyce's crew! Leave
me the hell alone!
She bolts as the punks begin to give chase - but they
suddenly stop and turn on each other!
The passers by give the melee a wide berth as the punks
continue to cause serious damage to each other.
Twist runs in the distance, her panicked voice carrying
through the night as we CUT TO:
24 EXT. CITY STREETS - NEXT 24
Another part of the city, another street. Danyael is creeping
slowly alongside a wall, his eyes darting this way and that.
The reaction from the humans he passes range from complete
indifference to suspicion.
He moves silently, looking across the street - and seeing a
VAMPIRE fighting something bulky and monstrous.
The NONHUMAN continues punching the skinny VAMPIRE to the
ground.
NONHUMAN
Get this into your tiny little
bloodsucker skull, idiot - I didn't
kill your girlfriend!
Danyael looks on, recognising the vampire in question. It's a
rebel vamp from the nest he visited earlier that night.
He breathes deeply and walks out onto the road, not even
checking for oncoming traffic.
A loud HORN blares out, followed by the sound of screeching
tires. Danyael freezes, raising his arms in defence.
A older man sticks his head out of the window.
OLD MAN
Ya crazy bastard! Why don't you
look where you're going?
(shaking his head)
Freaking junkies... don't care
about nothing but their next hit.
The car drives around Danyael, who watches it pass. He turns
towards the fight, or what's left of it.
The Nonhuman is sporting a massive gash in its stomach, while
the rebel vamp is on the ground, surrounded by spattered
patches of his own BLOOD.
Danyael hurries over as the Nonhuman leans against a wall,
its massive chest heaving for breath.
Danyael reaches down to the rebel vamp, who recognises him
with a smile.
DANYAEL
Mikey? What's going on? We're right
out in the middle of the street...
He nods towards a group of humans watching them from nearby,
a growing sense of fear and confusion in their eyes.
NONHUMAN
Hey, don't look at me! He attacked
me for no reason!
MIKEY coughs up blood and stares at the nonhuman in contempt.
MIKEY
He killed Larissa, and he was
trying to kill me, but I got him, I
got him good!
NONHUMAN
What ya talking about? I've never
met you before in my life! I'm a
knulcarn, and we don't kill unless
our lives are in danger!
(coughs)
I'm out taking a walk, and bright
eyes here just up and attacked me!
I was minding me own business!
Mikey shakes his head, pointing his finger at the KNULCARN.
MIKEY
Don't believe him, Danny. He and
his crew were the ones behind the
massacre at the rebel bar on 5th
Street.
DANYAEL
(shaking his head)
Mikey, we've established that they
killed each other. It wasn't Trads
or this... guy here.
He points towards the Knulcarn, who is slouching his way
towards an alley.
DANYAEL (cont'd)
Hey! Get back here! We can help
each other try and figure out
what's going on!
KNULCARN
Go to hell. You're not going to get
me. I'll fight you tooth and nail
before you finish me off...
Danyael looks back at the rebel vamp, who shakes his head.
Danyael looks down the alley and sees the Knulcarn slumped on
the ground a few feet ahead. He isn't moving.
MIKEY
Don't go down there! He's trying to
trick you!
Danyael looks back at Mikey, who struggles to get up and
follow him. Danyael looks back down the alley again, before
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