PSI CRIMES-MAGICK VS. NATURE EP.1

PSI CRIMES-MAGICK VS. NATURE EP.1

A Screenplay by Autumn Dawn Gorny
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A.P.C.I.R is motley crue of supernatural agents. Investigating, monitoring and, sometime removing, supernatural criminals, while keeping the human population unaware.

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   1      TEASER                                                         
                                                                         
          FADE IN:                                                       
          INT: PRISON CELL-NIGHT                                         
                                                                         
          KARLEE(20’s)stands up against the bars in a black              
          jumpsuit, a black choker with green flashing light             
          surround her neck. Her blond hair hangs in matted clumps,      
          her blue eyes appear sunken and the red pupils seem to         
          have dulled. Her skin once, porcelain-white now jaundiced.     
                                                                         
          She grabs the bars and looks straight ahead.                   
                                                                         
                               KARLEE:                                   
                    I may be many things, but a                          
                    killer I am not.                                     
                                                                         
                                                        (INTRO SONG)     
                                                                         
                                                     (INTRO CREDITS)     
                                                                         
   2      INT: LIVING ROOM-NIGHT                                         
                                                                         
          Inside a moonlit living room sits MR. RILEY SCHWARTZ(52),      
          on a ripped up brown leather couch. His face contorted in      
          anger. His gray hair nearly ripped out, blood drips down       
          his head from self-inflicted wounds on his scalp. Skin         
          hangs loosely from his skeleton, proving at one time he        
          was, in fact, a very large man. His pure black eyes fixed      
          on the door.                                                   
                                                                         
          Footsteps are heard outside, the door swings open.             
                                                                         
          A deep demonic voice is heard.                                 
                                                                         
                              BERTH(V.O.):                               
                    Come in, I have been waiting for                     
                    you Karlee.                                          
                                                                         
   3      INT/EXT: FRONT DOOR-NIGHT                                      
                                                                         
          KARLEE’S sculpted frame appears in the door way, her           
          sapphire-blue eyes with bright red pupils glisten in the       
          pale moonlight. Her, white-blond hair, is placed in a          
          tight bun.                                                     
          As she walks in she quickly grabs for her cellphone.           
                                                                         
   4      INT: LIVING ROOM-NIGHT                                         
                                                                         
          Two men with laser guns come up from behind her.               
                                                                         
                              KARLEE:                                    
                    Hello, this is Karlee Ctesiphon,                     
                    I need the shaman to come to...                      
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                         (CONTINUED)     
          CONTINUED: (2)                                        2.       
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                              BERTH(V.O.):                               
                    No need.                                             
                                                                         
          Her cellphone drops                                            
                                                                         
                              WOMAN 1(V.O.):                             
                    Hello, hello, Karlee are you OK?                     
                                                                         
          Mr. Riley Schwartz’s head falls back, his mouth opens and      
          black smoke emanates from it quickly turning into an           
          arched tornado.                                                
          BERTH appears. His bright red skin and black marking           
          stretch over a 7 foot wide muscular framed chest forms.        
          Wisps of black smoke emulate Japanese-style samurai pants.     
                                                                         
                              BERTH:                                     
                    You can have me.                                     
                                                                         
          Berth places his clawed hands out in front of him.             
          Allowing on of the black suited officers to cuff him and       
          led him away.                                                  
                                                                         
          They pass Karlee, he turns his head toward her and winks.      
          The officers escort him outside.                               
          Karlee’s eyes widen and follow Berth                           
                                                                         
          Woman 1 screams to get Karlee’s attention.                     
                                                                         
                              WOMAN 1(V.O.):                             
                    What is going on?                                    
                                                                         
          Karlee, still with the shocked look on her face, place the     
          cellphone up to her ear.                                       
                                                                         
                              KARLEE:                                    
                    Cancel the shaman, we have demon                     
                    658320 in custody. Returning to                      
                    headquarters.                                        
                                                                         
          Hes closes her phone, turns around and walks out the door.     
                                                                         
                                                            FADE OUT     
                                                                         
   5      EXT: MOUTH OF CAVE-FOREST-NIGHT                                
                                                                         
          In a thick forest foot steps are heard Karlee’s sculpted       
          frame appears her blues eyes glisten in the pale               
          moonlight.                                                     
                                                                         
          SUPER: A.P.C.I.R.-HEADQUARTERS                                 
                                                                         
                              ELECTRONIC VOICE(V.O)                      
                    Identification please.                               
                                                                         
                              KARLEE:                                    
                    Karlee Ctesiphon.                                    
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                         (CONTINUED)     
          CONTINUED: (2)                                        3.       
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                              ELECTRONIC VOICE(V.O):                     
                    Species?                                             
                                                                         
                              KARLEE:                                    
                    Succubus.                                            
                                                                         
                              ELECTRONIC VOICE(V.O):                     
                    Place identification limb on                         
                    scanner please                                       
                                                                         
          The left side of the cave glows briefly, a scanner appears     
          with a green symbol of a hand on it. Karlee places here        
          hand over the green hand on the pad.                           
                                                                         
                              ELECTRONIC VOICE(V.O): (contd)            
                    Identification complete Karlee                       
                    Ctesiphon, succubus, 3rd                             
                    .century...                                          
                                                                         
          Karlee clicks her tongue and sighs.                            
                                                                         
                              ELECTRONIC VOICE(V.O): (contd)            
                    ... security clearance infinity.                     
                    State your purpose.                                  
                                                                         
                              KARLEE:                                    
                    Lemme in, I am freezing my tits                      
                    off!                                                 
                                                                         
                              ELECTRONIC VOICE(V.O):                     
                    Purpose unrecognized.                                
                                                                         
          Karlee closes her eyes and sighs again.                        
                                                                         
                              KARLEE:                                    
                    I need to report to Messiaen.                        
                                                                         
                              ELECTRONIC VOICE(V.O):                     
                    Access granted                                       
                                                                         
          Karlee starts to step inside white light rings shoot up        
          around her and she is lunged forward into the cave.            
                                                                         
          SMASH CUT:                                                     
          Karlee tumbles into the office of Adam Messiaen.               
                                                                         
   6      INT: LARGE OVAL OFFICE-NIGHT                                   
                                                                         
          Karlee grabs on to a chair to stop herself                     
                                                                         
          SUPER. A.P.C.I.R.-OFFICE OF ADAM MESSIAEN- HEAD OF SECTOR      
          3 E.A.U.                                                       
                                                                         
                              ADAM(O.S):                                 
                    Damn, they told me they had fixed                    
                    that!                                                
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                         (CONTINUED)     
          CONTINUED: (2)                                        4.       
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
          Karlee looks around, but see only the dark wood                
          furnishings and windowless walls. She steadies herself and     
          stands up straight.                                            
                                                                         
                              KARLEE:                                    
                    Can I see you sir, literally I                       
                    mean.                                                
                                                                         
          ADAM ,(40-looking) appears beside Karlee. A tall, pale man     
          with salt and pepper. His crisp suit resembles a butler        
          from the 1800’s.                                               
                                                                         
                              ADAM :                                     
                    Oh, sorry I didn’t realize.                          
                                                                         
          Karlee c***s her eyebrow.                                      
                                                                         
                              ADAM : (contd)                            
                    Hey! I still go on assignments.                      
                                                                         
          He walks over to the table and sits down.                      
                                                                         
                              ADAM : (contd)                            
                    So what do you need Karlee?                          
                                                                         
                              KARLEE :                                   
                    Just to give you my report sir. I                    
                    got demon 658320 out of a one Mr.                    
                    Riley Schwartz                                       
                                                                         
                              ADAM :                                     
                    Demon who? Sit down you’re making                    
                    my neck hurt.                                        
                                                                         
          Karlee takes a seat next to him placing a black folder on      
          the mahogany table.                                            
                                                                         
                              KARLEE:                                    
                    Berth, sir.                                          
                                                                         
          Adam sighs and whispers to himself.                            
                                                                         
                              ADAM :                                     
                    I don’t know why we just don’t                       
                    call them by their names, it’s                       
                    not like we are all human.                           
                                                                         
          He looks up at Karlee and speaks to her.                       
                                                                         
                              ADAM : (contd)                            
                    You were saying?                                     
                                                                         
          Phone rings, Adam picks up the phone, stands up as door        
          opens.                                                         
          MITCH(17-human form). His doe brown eyes mouse brown hair      
          and lanky stature hide the werewolf inside.                    
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                         (CONTINUED)     
          CONTINUED: (3)                                        5.       
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                              MITCH:                                     
                    Sir, you are needed in Sector 3.                     
                                                                         
                              ADAM :                                     
                    I know, lets go.                                     
                                                                         
          Karlee grabs the file and follows Mitch and Adam out into      
          the hall.                                                      
                                                                         
   7      INT: BRIEFING-NIGHT                                            
                                                                         
          Mitch grabs Karlee’s arm.                                      
          She stops and looks at him. Adam looks back, but Keeps         
          moving.                                                        
                                                                         
                              MITCH:                                     
                    How did the case go?                                 
                                                                         
                              KARLEE:                                    
                    It went well, Berth didn’t give                      
                    much in a way of of fight.                           
                                                                         
          She suddenly looks down at the folder in her arms.             
                                                                         
                              KARLEE: (contd)                           
                    He actually came willingly.                          
                                                                         
          She looks up quickly, terror in her eyes.                      
                                                                         
                              KARLEE: (contd)                           
                    Something is wrong.                                  
                                                                         
          Mitch steps back, c***s his head and eyebrow.                  
                                                                         
                              MITCH:                                     
                    What do you mean? You found him,                     
                    exorcised his arse, so he didn’t                     
                    have the strength to fight the                       
                    officer after wards. What’s to                       
                    worry about.                                         
                                                                         
                              KARLEE:                                    
                    That’s just it we didn’t exorcise                    
                    him, the shaman hadn’t even been                     
                    called yet. Berth saw us and came                    
                    out... no this isn’t over,                           
                    something is up. Is it just me                       
                    or...                                                
                                                                         
          Adam calls for them to hurry up.                               
                                                                         
                              ADAM(O.S.):                                
                    Come on, we need you in here!                        
                                                                         
          Karlee and Mitch run to catch up.                              
                                                                         
                                  THE DOORS OF SECTOR 3 SWING CLOSE.     
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                6.       
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
   8      INT: SECTOR 3 CONTROL ROOM-DAY                                 
                                                                         
          SUPER. A.P.C.I.R. SECTION 3 CONTROL ROOM                       
          A long narrow room, no light except of those of the            
          monitors, viewing prisoners and various points of the          
          world and lighted buttons.                                     
                                                                         
                              ADAM:                                      
                    What’s all the commotion about?                      
                                                                         
                              CONTROL OPERATOR:                          
                    Sir, the demon possession in                         
                    section 25 has been expelled,                        
                    also the Lobos have called a                         
                    truce with the Kindles in section                    
                    51 and the zombies have stopped                      
                    all activities.                                      
                                                                         
                              ADAM:                                      
                    I am confused, isn’t that why we                     
                    are here? Isn’t that a good                          
                    thing.                                               
                                                                         
                              CONTROL OPERATOR:                          
                    Usually yes sir but as of yet                        
                    none of our people are out there.                    
                    You can see where we get our                         
                    concern. The calm before the                         
                    storm sort of feeling sir.                           
                                                                         
          A CONTROL OPERATOR 2 sitting at the far end calls over.        
                                                                         
   9      INT: SECTOR 3 CONTROL ROOM- FAR END-NIGHT                      
                                                                         
                              CONTROL OPERATOR 2 (O.S):                  
                    Sir, come here, prisoners are all                    
                    standing by the bars of their                        
                    cells.                                               
                                                                         
          Adam, Mitch and Karlee walk down to Man 2.                     
          Man 2 points to the monitors.                                  
          Across the 12 black and white monitors, 12 prisoners of        
          various species, stand in unison with their eyes closed,       
          up against their bars. Their mouths too move in unison.        
                                                                         
                              MITCH:                                     
                    Turn on sound we need to see what                    
                    they are saying.                                     
                                                                         
   10     INT: PRISONER HOLDING CELLS-DAY                                
                                                                         
          SUPER. A.P.C.I.R.-PRISONER HOLDING CELL                        
          In color, a gray long windowless hallway, 12 cells line        
          the left side.                                                 
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                         (CONTINUED)     
          CONTINUED: (2)                                        7.       
                                                                         
                                                                         
                              PRISONERS(O.S.):                           
          (IN LATIN )                                                    
          (IN UNISON)                                                    
                    We demon come as one. Passive to                     
                    invaders and traders. Through                        
                    trickery we come together. For                       
                    soon the Blood Truth shall                           
                    spread. Awaken, awaken,awaken!                       
                                                                         
   11     INT: SECTOR 3 CONTROL ROOM- FAR END-DAY                        
                                                                         
                              MITCH:                                     
                    What they chatting on about?                         
                                                                         
                              KARLEE:                                    
                    It is Latin. What they are saying                    
                    is- We demon come as one. Passive                    
                    to invaders and traders. Through                     
                    trickery we come together. For                       
                    soon the Blood Truth shall                           
                    spread. Awaken, awaken,awaken!                       
                                                                         
          Mitch And Adam look back at the monitors.                      
          Karlee’s eye quickly go from her normal blue with red          
          pupils  to full  blood red back to blue and red.               
          She steps back Mitch grabs her.                                
                                                                         
                              MITCH:                                     
                    Eh OK?                                               
                                                                         
          She says once more, shakes her head and straightens up. He     
          lets go.                                                       
                                                                         
                              KARLEE:                                    
                    Yeah, just got hot.                                  
                                                                         
          She squeezes her eyes,opens them, she sees Mitch’s red         
          sexual aura pulsate, she squeezes them again and reopens       
          them-all is back to normal.                                    
                                                                         
                              KARLEE: (contd)                           
                    I, I have to go I have to check                      
                    up on something. Is that OK sir?                     
                                                                         
                              ADAM:                                      
                    Sure go...                                           
                                                                         
          She starts to walk away, but Adam stops her.                   
                                                                         
                              ADAM: (contd)                             
                    But go by med-lab first to get                       
                    checked out, you have been                           
                    working 8 days straight.                             
                                                                         
                              KARLEE:                                    
                    Yes, sir.                                            
                                                                         
          Karlee walks quickly into the hall                             
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                8.       
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
   12     INT: MEDICAL LAB-MORNING                                       
                                                                         
          SUPER. A.P.C.I.R. MEDICAL LAB.                                 
                                                                         
                              KARLEE:                                    
                    What the hell?                                       
                                                                         
          She hears the doors squeak, she turns around.                  
                                                                         
          SESAME, his golden brown fur peeks out from under his          
          crisp white lab coat. He walks in through a side door,         
          while looking at charts, he nearly walks into Karlee.          
          Karlee backs up and hops onto an examination table.            
                                                                         
                              KARLEE: (contd)                           
                    Sesame!                                              
                                                                         
          He looks up and steps back, turns his head and looks down.     
                                                                         
                              SESAME:                                    
                    What? Oh, sorry Karlee didn’t see                    
                    you there.                                           
                                                                         
          He pulls up a chair down, though still towering the exam       
          table by three feet.                                           
          Karlee lowers her head and fidgets with her hands.             
          Sesame bends over.                                             
                                                                         
                              SESAME: (contd)                           
                    Karlee I’m not a mind reader, you                    
                    have to go to sector 8 for that.                     
                                                                         
          Karlee looks up (beat) and sighs.                              
                                                                         
                              KARLEE:                                    
                    I (beat) I had a flash.                              
                                                                         
          Sesame straightens up.                                         
                                                                         
                              SESAME:                                    
                    A flash?                                             
                                                                         
                              KARLEE:                                    
                    You know, I saw Mitch’s sexual                       
                    aura, and let me tell you he is                      
                    way, way over do.                                    
                                                                         
          Sesame bites back a giggle.                                    
                                                                         
                              SESAME:                                    
                    Poor Mitch, well he is only                          
                    17...                                                
                                                                         
                                KARLEE:                                  
                    500 years ago..                                      
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                         (CONTINUED)     
          CONTINUED: (2)                                        9.       
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                              SESAME:                                    
                    True enough. When was the last                       
                    time you had a flash?                                
                                                                         
                              KARLEE:                                    
                    February 12 1586, a month before                     
                    the shaman placed my modifier in                     
                    and I started working her.                           
                                                                         
                              SESAME:                                    
                    Who is over do?                                      
                                                                         
          Sesame smiles sheepishly.                                      
                                                                         
          Karlee glares at Sesame for a hard beat, then clears her       
          throat.                                                        
                                                                         
                              KARLEE:                                    
                    Excuse me, I am not over do, I                       
                    just enjoy it more like a human                      
                    woman now.                                           
                                                                         
                              SESAME:                                    
                    Right, well sadly you are not the                    
                    only one. Many other Borns have                      
                    been experiencing it too. Odd                        
                    things, mostly like you, flashes                     
                    of abilities they had before                         
                    modification.                                        
                                                                         
                              KARLEE:                                    
                    Borns?                                               
                                                                         
                              SESAME:                                    
                    People like you and me, I mean,                      
                    well we were born this way. I                        
                    have always been a Sasquatch, you                    
                    have always been a Succubus. Now                     
                    people like Mitch and Andrea,                        
                    they were made into what they are                    
                    i.e. they are classified as                          
                    Mades.                                               
                                                                         
                              KARLEE:                                    
                    So, only us Borns are effected?                      
                                                                         
                              SESAME:                                    
                    Yup, go see Glen in Astrology and                    
                    Shamans, maybe he can help.                          
                                                                         
          Karlee hops off the table and starts to walk out, but          
          stops and turns around.                                        
                                                                         
                              KARLEE:                                    
                    Thanks Sesame, by the way, how is                    
                    the wife?                                            
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                         (CONTINUED)     
          CONTINUED: (3)                                       10.       
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                              SESAME:                                    
                    You’re welcome. She is doing                         
                    good, she is due any day                             
                    triplets...                                          
                                                                         
          He shakes his head.                                            
                                                                         
                              SESAME: (contd)                           
                    ...wow. Bye Karlee, come back if                     
                    it happens again.                                    
                                                                         
                              KARLEE:                                    
                    I will.                                              
                                                                         
                                                      SHE WALKS OUT.     
                                                                         
   13     INT: HALLWAY-MORNING                                           
                                                                         
          As she steps into the hallway, three men, in black             
          military grab walk by. The first two have a light pink         
          aura around them , the third one has a deep red pulsating      
          aura.                                                          
          Karlee breaths in deeply and closes her eyes.                  
                                                                         
          She mumbles to herself.                                        
                                                                         
                              KARLEE                                     
                    I will not give in! I will not                       
                    given in!                                            
                                                                         
          She opens her eyes.                                            
                                                                         
                              KARLEE:                                    
                    Berth!                                               
                                                                         
          She runs down the hall. She stops quickly, she wait for        
          the men to go into the somewhere else, they turn left          
          toward the canteen. She turns right toward the Prisoner        
          Lock-Up.                                                       
                                                                         
                              SHE GRABS THE DOOR AND FORCES IT OPEN.     
                                                                         
   14     INT: PRISONER HOLDING CELLS-MORNING                            
                                                                         
          Karlee walks down the long narrow hall, each step of her       
          heels echoes loudly. She stops abruptly in front of            
          Berth’s cell. She turns and faces him.                         
                                                                         
                              KARLEE:                                    
                    Berth! What have you done?                           
                                                                         
          Berth sits in the corner, hidden by shadows, his eyes glow     
          a bright red. He c***s his head and smile, bright white        
          fanged teeth pierce the darkness.                              
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                         (CONTINUED)     
          CONTINUED: (2)                                       11.       
                                                                         
                                                                         
                              BERTH:                                     
                    Me, what do you mean love?                           
                                                                         
                              KARLEE:                                    
                    What do I mean? I walk in and you                    
                    just give up? No, you’re up to                       
                    something, I know you Berth.                         
                                                                         
          Berth walks casually up to the bars, he rest his arms          
          through them.                                                  
                                                                         
                              BERTH:                                     
                    Awe, don’t sell yourself                             
                    short. How do you know, you might                     
                    be                                                   
                                                                         
           Berth pronounces "that" slowly and ends heavily on the        
          last "t")                                                      
                                                                         
                              BERTH:                                     
                    that good love.                                      
                                                                         
          Karlee snorts and crosses her arms tightly.                    
                                                                         
                              BERTH:                                     
                    Sorry love, I am up to nothing.                      
                                                                         
                              KARLEE:                                    
                    For one thing, I am not your                         
                    love, not any more.                                  
                                                                         
                              BERTH:                                     
                    You were at one time.                                
                                                                         
                              KARLEE:                                    
                    And two, if this is not your                         
                    doing personally, you know who it                    
                    is.                                                  
                                                                         
                              BERTH:                                     
                    Come back to me love.                                
                                                                         
          Karlee bites back a laugh.                                     
                                                                         
                              KARLEE:                                    
                    My oh my, still holding on to the                    
                    flame I see, even after all this                     
                    time.                                                
                                                                         
          Berth leans into the bars. He bows his head and giggle         
          sadistically . His head snaps up, his smile gone.              
                                                                         
                              BERTH:                                     
                    Now, who is stroking their ego,                      
                    Karlee. They are coming.                             
                                                                         
          Karlee’s eyes widen, Berth grins coldly.                       
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                         (CONTINUED)     
          CONTINUED: (3)                                       12.       
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                              BERTH: (contd)                            
                    And you know it, don’t you?                          
                    Feeling peckish are we? How long                    
                    did you think you could suppress                     
                    the true Karlee?                                     
                                                                         
          Berth turns around and sit back down in the corner, once       
          again fully hidden by the shadows except for his eyes and      
          fanged teeth.                                                  
                                                                         
                               BERTH:                                    
                    Go now! The humanity you covet                       
                    stinks, and I need to save my                        
                    stomach for the coming feast.                        
                                                                         
          She uncrosses her arms and moves closer.                       
                                                                         
                              KARLEE:                                    
                    What feast! Who is coming? Tell                      
                    me damn you!                                         
                                                                         
          Berth closes his eyes.                                         
                                                                         
                              KARLEE: (contd)                           
                    I will find out!                                     
                                                                         
          She spins and walks off.                                       
                                                                         
          As she reaches the door Berth speaks up in a mocking tone.     
          Karlee stops as her hand reaches the knob.                     
                                                                         
                              BERTH:                                     
                    I know you will, but will it be                      
                    in time?( long beat) Love!                           
                                                                         
          Karlee inhales a shaky breath and walks out the door.          
                                                                         
   15     INT: OPERATION BASE CAMP-ONTARIO CANADA-MID-AFTERNOON          
                                                                         
          SUPER: A.P.C.I.R.-MOBILE LAB-ONTARIO CANADA                    
                                                                         
          Mitch walks into a mobile lab, which is pitch black,           
          except the left hand corner.                                   
                                                                         
          RAMAYANA, (3050 years, looks 50-ish.) She sits crossed         
          legged hovering a foot above the floor. Her ebony skin         
          glistens a blue hue, emanating from the blue flame that        
          dances around her body.                                        
          As she turns her head toward Mitch, she opens her eyes.        
          They go from swirling orbs of gray smoke to dark chestnut      
          eyes, she smiles a motherly smile at him.                      
          He throws her an annoyed smile.                                
                                                                         
                              RAMAYANA:                                  
                    Hello, Mitch my child. What can I                    
                    do for you.                                          
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                         (CONTINUED)     
          CONTINUED: (2)                                       13.       
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                              MITCH:                                     
                    I need clearance to speak to the                     
                    human authorities and divulge my                     
                    presence and um...talents.                           
                                                                         
                              RAMAYANA:                                  
                    Talents eh, I remember when you                      
                    called it a curse.                                   
                                                                         
          Mitch closes his eyes and purses his lips.                     
                                                                         
                              MITCH:                                     
                    That was 1510, I had only been a                     
                    werewolf for a couple of years,                      
                    and also I had hunting parties to                    
                    run from. Now days we werewolves                     
                    are considered cool.                                 
                                                                         
                              RAMAYANA:                                  
                    True. All right you my divulge                       
                    your (beat) talents, to Inspector                    
                    Vac.                                                 
                                                                         
                              MITCH:                                     
                    Thanks, I’ll go to him now, he                       
                    should have eaten by now.                            
                                                                         
          Mitch opens the door and starts to walk out, Ramayana          
          speaks up, he stops.                                           
                                                                         
                              RAMAYANA:                                  
                    He is here and he is about to                        
                    tell you to get off his crime                        
                    scene.                                               
                                                                         
                              MITCH:                                     
                    Oh, boy!                                             
                                                                         
          He walks out and closes the door.                              
                                                                         
   16     EXT: OPERATION BASE CAMP-ONTARIO CANADA-MID-AFTERNOON          
                                                                         
          INSPECTOR VAC,(45). A portly Ojibwa Indian man, his long       
          black hair,streaked with gray, is tied back in a ponytail.     
          His black eyes and a permanent fixed scowl, shows he is a      
          man who doesn’t think to kindly of the abnormal. The           
          bottle of Peptic-Bismol, he always carries adds to that        
          fact.                                                          
          He steps quickly up to Mitch, his ruffled black tweed          
          suit, makes him look like a mad undertaker.                    
                                                                         
                              INSPECTOR VAC:                             
                    Who the hell are you and what do                     
                    you think you are doing?                             
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                         (CONTINUED)     
          CONTINUED: (2)                                       14.       
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                              MITCH:                                     
                    Inspector Vac,...                                    
                                                                         
          Inspector Vac c***s his eyebrow.                               
                                                                         
                              MITCH: (contd)                            
                    Yes, I know who you are. I am                        
                    Special Agent Mitch Persinger.                       
                                                                         
                              INSPECTOR VAC:                             
                    Special Agent eh? Boy you don’t                      
                    look old enough to get whiskers.                     
                                                                         
          Mitch looks down at Inspector Vac’s hand, his eyes zero in     
          on the the bottle of Peptic-Bismol                            
                                                                         
                              INSPECTOR VAC: (contd)                    
                    I have ulcers.                                       
                                                                         
                              MITCH:                                     
                    Well they are about to get worse.                    
                    Once again, I am Special Agent                       
                    Mitch Persinger with the Agency                      
                    of Paranormal Criminal                               
                    Investigations and Recovery. I                       
                    work in the Extreme and Ancient                      
                    Unit.                                                
                                                                         
          Inspector Vac lets out a hardy laugh, lowers his head.         
                                                                         
                              INSPECTOR VAC:                             
                         (laughing softly)                               
                    Boy that is a new one on me.                         
                                                                         
          He raises his head. He stops laughing.                         
          Mitch’s once smooth skin, is now covered in thick brindle      
          fur. His doe brown eyes have turned an ominous yellow.         
                                                                         
                              MITCH:                                     
                    Do I have enough whiskers for you                    
                    now inspector?                                       
                                                                         
          Inspector Vac gasps, steps back, pulls his gun and shoots      
          Mitch in the left shoulder.                                    
          Mitch staggers back and looks at Inspector Vac and growls.     
                                                                         
                              MITCH: (contd)                            
                    What the hell was that for?                          
                                                                         
                              INSPECTOR VAC:                             
                    What are, what are you?                              
                                                                         
                              MITCH:                                     
                    What! Your having a laugh ain’t                      
                    ye?                                                  
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                         (CONTINUED)     
          CONTINUED: (3)                                       15.       
                                                                         
                                                                         
          Various creatures, demons and human form beings rush over.     
          Inspector Vac spins around wildly pointing his gun at all      
          how circle him.                                                
                                                                         
                              MITCH: (contd)                            
                    I’m the werewolf ye just shot!                       
                    Also a Special Agent of                              
                    the  Agency of Paranormal                            
                    Criminal Investigations and                          
                    Recovery Extreme and Ancient                         
                    Unit. I graft for your bloody                        
                    government! These are some of my                     
                    colleagues.                                          
                                                                         
                              INSPECTOR VAC:                             
                    This is a dream, just a crazy                        
                    dream-yeah that is all it is.                        
                                                                         
          A thin Japanese woman TOSHIO(12-looking) in a                  
          blood-stained pink and white kimono, walks over to             
          Inspector Vac and pinches him on the arm.                      
                                                                         
                              INSPECTOR VAC: (contd)                    
                    Ouch!                                                
                                                                         
                              TOSHIO:                                    
                    See you’re not dreaming.                             
                    Inspector Vac grabs his arm and                      
                    looks back at Mitch. His eyes                        
                    widen.                                               
                                                                         
          Mitch is now back in full human form.                          
                                                                         
                              MITCH:                                     
                    Now that we got that out of the                      
                    way, would you like to know why                      
                    we are here? Or do you want to                       
                    have to explain why you shot me,                     
                    to your government?                                  
                                                                         
          Inspector Vac, mumble incoherently and bobs his head up        
          and down.                                                      
                                                                         
                              MITCH: (contd)                            
                    You have had a string of men and                     
                    their bodies missing ....                            
                                                                         
          A shadowy figure, a PHAETON, who calls itself DEE, floats      
          over toward Mitch.                                             
          Dee places its snake-like fingered hand over Mitch’s           
          wound.                                                         
                                                                         
                              MITCH: (contd)                            
                    OY!                                                  
                                                                         
          Mitch looks straight at where Dee’s head roughly is.           
          Dee blinks its solid white orb eyes and floats away.          
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                         (CONTINUED)     
          CONTINUED: (4)                                       16.       
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                              MITCH: (contd)                            
                    As I was saying, missing their                       
                    testosterone, collapsed in bath                      
                    tubs, swimming pools and side of                     
                    lakes.                                               
                                                                         
          Inspector Vac nods his head.                                   
                                                                         
                              MITCH: (contd)                            
                    I’ll take that as a yes.                             
                                                                         
          BAXTER,(31 looking). Walks up behind Inspector Vac, making     
          him step back,speaks up.                                       
                                                                         
                              BAXTER:                                    
                    Do you want me to go call Karlee,                    
                    I mean if it is a succubus, she                      
                    could track it better.                               
                                                                         
                              MITCH:                                     
                    No, she is a bit under the                           
                    weather and besides she is not                       
                    the only one that can track.                         
                                                                         
          Mitch points toward his nose.                                  
          Inspector Vac makes a loud audible gulp.                       
                                                                         
                              INSPECTOR VAC:                             
                    Say I lied to my nephew and you                      
                    are real, also, say I believe                        
                    you, how do we catch this thing?                     
                                                                         
                              MITCH:                                     
                    Simple a trap.                                       
                                                                         
          Mitch shrugs his shoulders and walks away. He stops and        
          looks back at Inspector Vac.                                   
                                                                         
                              MITCH:                                     
                    Coming?                                              
                                                                         
          Still shaken Inspector Vac nervously follows Mitch.            
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
   17     INT: KARLEE’S BEDROOM-NIGHT                                    
                                                                         
          In her flat, in a posh London neighborhood, Karlee tosses      
          and turn violently in her bed. Her red satin sheet lay         
          crumpled halfway on the floor.                                 
                                                                         
          SMASH CUT:                                                     
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                               17.       
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
   18     BATH TUB VICTIM-NIGHT                                          
                                                                         
          Inside her dream, she is in a old fashion tub taking a         
          bubble bath, with a handsome blond, blue eyed, muscular        
          MAN 1.                                                         
                                                                         
                              KARLEE:                                    
                    Do you love me?                                      
                                                                         
                              MAN 1:                                     
                    Yes.                                                 
                                                                         
                              KARLEE:                                    
                    Can you live without me?                             
                                                                         
                              MAN 1:                                     
                    No                                                   
                                                                         
          Karlee leans forward as Man 1 washes her back.                 
                                                                         
                              KARLEE :                                   
                    Would you die for me?                                
                                                                         
                              MAN 1:                                     
                    Yes!                                                 
                                                                         
          Man 1 put his arm around Karlee, his dagger tattoo, on is      
          upper left shoulder is visible.                                
                                                                         
   19     INT: MAN 1’S BATHROOM-MORNING                                  
                                                                         
          SUPER: A.P.C.I.R.- CASE FILE 19299-008-8TH VICTIM              
          Inspector Vac surveys the crime scene and slowly pulls out     
          a card, given to him by Mitch.                                 
          He looks down at the body.                                     
                                                                         
          The MEDICAL EXAMINER 1 closes his bag and stands up            
          A blond, blue eyed, muscular man lay slightly sideways in      
          the old fashion tub. His armed crossed, as if, he had been     
          holding someone. A dagger tattoo is seen on the upper left     
          shoulder.                                                      
                                                                         
                              INSPECTOR VAC:                             
                    Is he like the others?                               
                                                                         
                              MEDICAL EXAMINER 1:                        
                    Can’t be positive, but my gut                        
                    tells me he is.                                      
                                                                         
                              INSPECTOR VAC:                             
                    Damn!                                                
                                                                         
          Inspector Vac lets the Medical Examiner 1 go by and starts     
          to turn around.                                                
          Mitch walks in.                                                
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                         (CONTINUED)     
          CONTINUED: (2)                                       18.       
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                              INSPECTOR VAC: (contd)                    
                    Oh, you, is it you know, the                         
                    suc... whatever.                                     
                                                                         
          Mitch smiles                                                   
                                                                         
                              MITCH:                                     
                    Succubus, maybe. I’ll have the                       
                    body taken to the lab for further                    
                    test. Maybe we can hone in on                        
                    who...                                               
                                                                         
                              INSPECTOR VAC:                             
                    Now wait a second what is wrong                      
                    with our medical examiner? What                      
                    am I going to tell my captain? Oh                    
                    sorry can’t produce the body, a                      
                    werewolf took it!                                    
                                                                         
                              MITCH:                                     
                    Our medical examiner will be                         
                    there the same time as ours, just                    
                    not visible.                                         
                                                                         
                              INSPECTOR VAC:                             
                    Oh, that makes me feel better.                       
                                                                         
          Inspector Vac takes a swig of his Peptic-Bismol               
          Mitch swipes the body with a hand held scanner.                
          Inspector Vac leans in.                                        
                                                                         
                              INSPECTOR VAC: (contd)                    
                    What are you doing?                                  
                                                                         
                              MITCH:                                     
                    Scanning his field, for our                          
                    medical examiner.                                    
                                                                         
                              INSPECTOR VAC:                             
                    Oh.                                                  
                                                                         
          He takes another swig of his Peptic-Bismol                   
                                                                         
   20     INT: LARGE OFFICE-NIGHT                                        
                                                                         
          SUPER: A.P.C.I.R- OFFICE OF KARLEE CTESIPHON                   
          Karlee sits at her glass desk, typing up a report at her       
          computer.                                                      
          She starts to sway back and forth, her eyes become heavy       
          as she starts to fall sleep.                                   
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                               19.       
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
   21     INT: FLASHES OF THE DEAD                                       
                                                                         
          Images of dead men lying nude pass by like old crime           
          photos.                                                        
                                                                         
   22     INT:LARGE OFFICE-NIGHT                                         
                                                                         
          Adam passes by the glass door of Karlee’s office and taps      
          on the door.                                                   
          Karlee wakes up. She starts typing again.                      
          Adam walks in.                                                 
                                                                         
                              ADAM:                                      
                    What are you doing?                                  
                                                                         
                              KARLEE:                                    
                         (yawning)                                       
                    Finishing this report.                               
                                                                         
                              ADAM:                                      
                    Then going home and going                            
                    relaxing right?                                      
                                                                         
          She hits the print button                                      
                                                                         
                              KARLEE:                                    
                    After I see Glen in A.S. sir.                        
                                                                         
          Adam looks at Karlee for a beat, grimaces.                     
                                                                         
                              ADAM:                                      
                    Oh right, just go home before the                    
                    sun comes back up.                                   
                                                                         
          He go over to the printer and picks up the report, then        
          turns and walks out.                                           
                                                                         
   23     INT: HALLWAY-NIGHT                                             
                                                                         
          Karlee walks in front of the glass wall of the                 
          Herlethingus Briefing Room.                                    
          She freezes, inside is a large board with 8 pictures of        
          dead men. They same men in her dreams.                         
          She turns around quickly and starts walking.                   
          Adam stops her.                                                
                                                                         
                              ADAM:                                      
                    Karlee! I thought you were going                     
                    to see Glen?                                         
                                                                         
                              KARLEE:                                    
                    Um, no I’ll do it tomorrow.                          
                                                                         
                              ADAM:                                      
                    Oh, OK, wow you actually take my                     
                    advice.                                              
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                         (CONTINUED)     
          CONTINUED: (2)                                       20.       
                                                                         
                                                                         
                              KARLEE:                                    
                    Funny, bye.                                          
                                                                         
          She walks away.                                                
                                                                         
                                                                         
   24     INT: LARGE OVAL OFFICE-NIGHT                                   
                                                                         
          A knock is heard                                               
          A Herlethingus,named ARLENO(35), walks in to Adam’s            
          office. A large joker’s hat, slightly obscures his pasty       
          red veined head, solid red eyes and puffy red lips.            
                                                                         
                              ARLENO:                                    
                    Messiaen, sir, I think you need                      
                    to see this. We have located the                     
                    Succubus’ signature.                                 
                                                                         
          Adam looks up.                                                 
                                                                         
                              ADAM:                                      
                    Well who is it, have we seen her                     
                    before?                                              
                                                                         
                              ARLENO:                                    
                    Come with me.                                        
                                                                         
          Arleno spins and walks out.                                    
          Adam sighs and grumbles as he follows                          
                                                                         
                              ADAM:                                      
                    Damn Herlethingus, they love to                      
                    put on a show.                                       
                                                                         
   25     INT:HERLETHINGUS BRIEFING ROOM-NIGHT                           
                                                                         
          Inside a group of Herlethingus stand in a line shielding a     
          white board.                                                   
          Adam closes his eyes and shakes his head.                      
                                                                         
                              ADAM:                                      
                    Look, I have had a long day, no                      
                    tricks or theatrics, OK. Just                        
                    tell me straight!                                    
                                                                         
          All the Herlethingus shake their heads in unison.              
                                                                         
                              ADAM: (contd)                             
                    (edgy)                                               
                    Then be quick about it!                              
                                                                         
                              ARLENO:                                    
                    (Offended)                                           
                    Fine! Mr. Messiaen, wouldn’t you                     
                    like to know. The name of the                        
                    succubus who causes Mitch so much                    
                    woe. Quickly you say and quickly                     
                    you’ll see. It is our very own...                    
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                         (CONTINUED)     
          CONTINUED: (2)                                       21.       
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
          The Herlethingus move away from the board one by one in        
          various acrobatic fashions.                                    
                                                                         
                              ARLENO: (contd)                           
                    Karlee!                                              
                                                                         
          Adam shakes his head vigorously.                               
                                                                         
                              ADAM:                                      
                    No, no, I, I, I, wont believe it!                    
                    Run it again!                                        
                                                                         
          HARLEQUIN 1 chimes in, while in a hand stand.                  
                                                                         
                              HARLEQUIN 1:                               
                    I told you he wouldn’t believe.                      
                    So we made them run it three.                        
                    But, alas, the truth is plain as                     
                    day. Karlee is out for prey.                         
                                                                         
          Adam looks at Harlequin 1 with a murderous glare               
          SMASH CUT:                                                     
                                                                         
   26     INT: BIKER BAR-NIGHT                                           
                                                                         
          Russian Police tape section off the men’s bathroom             
          SMASH CUT:                                                     
                                                                         
   27     INT: KARLEE’S KITCHEN-DAY                                      
                                                                         
          Karlee wakes up and falls out of her chair. She starts         
          crying on the tile floor. Her succubus form reflects it’s      
          red skinned reflection in the stainless steel appliances.      
          She gasps                                                      
                                                                         
                              KARLEE:                                    
                    (Voice breaking)                                     
                    No!                                                  
                                                                         
                                                            FADE OUT     
                                                                         
   28     BLACK SCREEN                                                   
                                                                         
                              MALE VOICE(O.S.):                          
                    Hey baby                                             
                                                                         
                                                            FADE IN:     
                                                                         
   29     INT: ASTROLOGY AND SHAMAN DEPARTMENT-MORNING                   
                                                                         
          SUPER: A.P.C.I.R. OFFICE OF GLEN RAINES-DEPARTMENT OF          
          ASTROLOGY AND SHAMAN.                                          
          Adam bursts through the doors.                                 
                                                                         
                              ADAM:                                      
                    Glen! What is going on?                              
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                         (CONTINUED)     
          CONTINUED: (2)                                       22.       
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
          GLEN(34) A black centaur steps from behind his desk. The       
          night sky is visible from all angles of the room.              
          Glen fixes his glasses, and looks at Adam, with a puzzled      
          look on his face.                                              
                                                                         
                              GLEN:                                      
                    What do you mean sir?                                
                                                                         
                              ADAM:                                      
                    What, what do I mean? Karlee came                    
                    in here to talk to you!                              
                                                                         
                              GLEN:                                      
                    No, sir.                                             
                                                                         
          Adam looks around, as other centaurs and shaman’s in           
          various colored glows, loom closer toward him.                 
                                                                         
                              ADAM :                                     
                    What! Would some on tell me what                     
                    the hell is going on-now!                            
                                                                         
          Glen looks around, his black mane barely visible.              
                                                                         
                              GLEN:                                      
                    An ancient prophecy, the Blood                       
                    Truth, is coming. All those born                     
                    creatures of the night, that can                     
                    walk amongst the humans, shall                       
                    become one and allow evil to                         
                    spread. Those whom have betrayed,                    
                    either by magic or will, shall                       
                    revert back to their true nature.                    
                                                                         
          END OF ACT TWO.                                                
          ACT THREE                                                      
                                                                         
   30     INT: ASTROLOGY AND SHAMAN DEPARTMENT-MORNING                   
                                                                         
          Adam, shocked, slows his speech down, the anger in his         
          voice dissipates.                                              
                                                                         
                              ADAM:                                      
                    So(BEAT),so you are telling me,                      
                    that all we have brought over are                    
                    going back?                                          
                                                                         
          His eyes widen, he stares straight at Glen.                    
          Glen and all around him nod.                                   
                                                                         
                              ADAM: (contd)                             
                    And, all the sudden truces,easy                      
                    arrest, the prisoners over a week                    
                    ago, that chant and now Karlee                       
                    is...                                                
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                         (CONTINUED)     
          CONTINUED: (2)                                       23.       
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                              GLEN:                                      
                    Yes, all is connected?                               
                                                                         
          Adam lets out a huge sigh and c***s as cheesy smile.           
          Glen’s eyes widen.                                             
                                                                         
                              GLEN: (contd)                             
                    Why are you smiling when all we                      
                    have done to rehabilitate all, is                    
                    coming undone.                                       
                                                                         
          Adam quickly took a solemn face and blushed.                   
                                                                         
                              ADAM :                                     
                    Because don’t you see, Karlee                        
                    hasn’t gone to the other side                        
                    willingly, neither have the                          
                    others!                                              
                                                                         
          Glen blinks and slowly smiles                                  
                                                                         
                              GLEN:                                      
                    We can get them back.                                
                                                                         
                              ADAM :                                     
                    Yes! Now, the prisoners, they                        
                    think they got us, well I want a                     
                    total lock down-both magic and                       
                    non-magic. Also I want the Borns                     
                    and Mades separated, I don’t want                    
                    them to have any Mades joining                       
                    them.                                                
                                                                         
          Adam turns toward the door and starts running out.             
                                                                         
                              ADAM(O.S):                                 
                    (yells)                                              
                    Work on it!                                          
                                                                         
          The door slams shut.                                           
          Glen looks up toward the ceiling. His eyes scan the            
          universe-like ceiling.                                         
          He looks down, and notices all eyes on him.                    
                                                                         
                              GLEN:                                      
                    Well we heard him. Shas, give me                     
                    all you know about the feast, no                     
                    matter how obscure.                                  
                                                                         
          A brown robed figure,SHAS, bows it’s head, and walks off.      
          )                                                              
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                               24.       
                                                                         
                                                                         
   31     INT: PRISONER HOLDING CELLS                                    
                                                                         
          SUPER: A.P.C.I.R. OFFICE OF FUJITSU                            
          FUJITSU(70ISH LOOKING), a short squat Asian man, with a        
          long white hair and long white beard, in a thick ponytail.     
                                                                         
                              ADAM :                                     
                    Fujitsu, I want all Mades and and                    
                    Borns separated also I want this                     
                    placed shut down. I mean tight as                    
                    a drum!                                              
                                                                         
                              FUJITSU:                                   
                    I should have known something was                    
                    up! Never have I seen such                           
                    meekness. Anything I should be on                    
                    the look out for, sir?                               
                                                                         
                              ADAM :                                     
                    Any demons, and creatures that                       
                    have suddenly changed their                          
                    patterns, praying when they never                    
                    have before. Also listen for what                    
                    deities they are praying to.                         
                                                                         
                              FUJITSU:                                   
                    OK, sir.                                             
                                                                         
   32     INT:INTERROGATION ROOM                                         
                                                                         
          Inside a gray tomb-like room a blue light shines straight      
          down onto a single black table.                                
          Baxter walks in.                                               
          As he walks in and sits down a flame appears in the            
          opposite chair.                                                
          MICKY,(29), a skinny lizard like demon appears out of the      
          flame. Being very timorous, Micky the jumps from the           
          chair, and runs over the corner. He crouches into the          
          fetal position.                                                
          Baxter walks over slowly and sits on the floor next to         
          Micky.                                                         
                                                                         
                              BAXTER:                                    
                    Hey Micky, how you been man,                         
                    getting enough to eat?                               
                                                                         
                              MICKY:                                     
                             (Stuttering)                                
                    I, I b-been OK. I haven’t eaten                      
                    today i-it’s too dangerous to go                     
                    outside.                                             
                                                                         
                              BAXTER:                                    
                    That is why I used the fire                          
                    transport, quick shot from your                      
                    house to here.  What would you                       
                    like to eat?                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                         (CONTINUED)     
          CONTINUED: (2)                                       25.       
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                              MICKY:                                     
                    Chicken please.                                      
                                                                         
                              BAXTER:                                    
                    OK, so have you heard anything                       
                    about this Feast or the Blood                        
                    Truth?                                               
                                                                         
          He turns his head toward to Micky.                             
                                                                         
                              MICKY:                                     
                    All I know is that it is a                           
                    massive gathering and some of the                    
                    Heretic Priest are preparing the                     
                    revival for them.                                    
                                                                         
          Baxter jumps up Micky jumps in surprise.                       
                                                                         
                              BAXTER:                                    
                    Sorry...                                             
                                                                         
          The door opens a girl brings in a large plate and a bag of     
          baked chicken.                                                 
                                                                         
                              BAXTER: (contd)                           
                    ...come sit and eat. So you mean                     
                    that the Heretic Priest haven’t                      
                    finished the prep work?                              
                                                                         
          Baxter sits down, Micky sit on the opposite side and           
          starts eating.                                                 
          Micky nods his head up and down, his mouth full of             
          chicken.                                                       
          Baxter runs his hand above the table, a map materialize.       
                                                                         
                              BAXTER: (contd)                           
                    Can you point to where they are?                     
                                                                         
          Micky’s eye become wide, a piece of half-eaten chicken         
          falls from his mouth.                                          
                                                                         
          Baxter nods his head.                                          
                                                                         
                              BAXTER: (contd)                           
                    Just blink if I am warm and                          
                    squeeze them if I am there, OK.                      
                                                                         
          Micky slowly nods his head.                                    
          Baxter points at a high mountain region on the map, all        
          the while looking at Micky-no reaction.                        
          He moves his hand toward a forestry area, Micky blinks.        
          Baxter slowly moves his finger left, until he reaches the      
          coasts.                                                        
          Micky squeezes his eyes shut and swallows his chicken          
          loudly.                                                        
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                         (CONTINUED)     
          CONTINUED: (3)                                       26.       
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                              MICKY:                                     
                    (Shaky Whisper)                                      
                    Thumb.                                               
                                                                         
          Baxter looks down at the map                                   
          His thumb hovers over Doolbhturt Cave.                         
                                                                         
   33     EXT/INT: BASE CAMP-ONTARIO CANADA-RAINY AFTERNOON              
                                                                         
          SUPER: A.P.C.I.R.-MOBILE LAB-ONTARIO CANADA                    
          Mitch opens the door to the mini-lab and is greeted by         
          Inspector Vac.                                                 
          Inspector Vac has a grim expression on his face.               
          Mitch is taken back.                                           
                                                                         
                              INSPECTOR VAC:                             
                    Well they are doing the autopsy                      
                    today I was wondering when your                      
                    M.E. was going to show.                              
                                                                         
                              MITCH:                                     
                    Oh, she is there, you just can’t                     
                    see her.                                             
                                                                         
          Inspector Vac looks blankly at Mitch and takes a large         
          swig of his Peptic-Bismol, Mitch smiles.                       
                                                                         
                              MITCH: (contd)                            
                    I’ll explain in the car.                             
                                                                         
                              INSPECTOR VAC:                             
                    I rather you not.                                    
                                                                         
                              MITCH:                                     
                    (laughter in his voice)                              
                    Aw, why not.                                         
                                                                         
          Inspector Vac glares at him for a beat then turns toward       
          his car.                                                       
          Mitch follows him and gets into the car.                       
                                                                         
   34     INT:ONTARIO CRIME LAB MORGUE                                   
                                                                         
          DR.SUAVE(45)suits up for the next autopsy, just as he puts     
          on his long green glove, Inspector Vac and Mitch walk in.      
                                                                         
                              DR.SUAVE:                                  
                    Ah, you made it and here I                           
                    thought you were going to skip,                      
                    out on it.                                           
                                                                         
          He turns toward the table and sees Mitch.                      
                                                                         
                              DR.SUAVE:                                  
                    Who is this, don’t tell me they                      
                    finally found you a partner.                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                         (CONTINUED)     
          CONTINUED: (2)                                       27.       
                                                                         
                                                                         
                              INSPECTOR VAC:                             
                    He is a newbie-I, I’m showing him                    
                    the ropes.                                           
                                                                         
                              DR.SUAVE:                                  
                    Ah, OK. Shall we then?                               
                                                                         
          A white haze in an almost human form comes into view on        
          the right side of Dr. Suave. It mimics Dr Suave’s              
          movements.                                                     
          Mitch bits back a giggle as he taps Inspector Vac on the       
          shoulder and points toward the invisible M.E..                 
          Inspector Vac closes his eyes and sighs loudly.                
                                                                         
                              DR.SUAVE: (contd)                         
                    I’m hurrying up.                                     
                                                                         
          Dr. Suave lowers his mask and adjust the microphones.          
                                                                         
                              DR.SUAVE: (contd)                         
                    It is 08:00 Wednesday the 13 of                      
                    2008. This is Dr. Jake Suave, I                      
                    am accompanied by Inspector                          
                    Andrew Vac and...                                    
                                                                         
          He clicks off the the microphone and looks at Mitch            
                                                                         
                              MITCH:                                     
                    Mitch Persinger.                                     
                                                                         
          Dr. Suave clicks the microphone back on.                       
                                                                         
                              DR.SUAVE:                                  
                    ...accompanied by Inspector                          
                    Andrew Vac and Mitch Persinger.                      
                    Autopsy of the late Patrick                          
                    O’Sullivan. Patrick is a 32 year                     
                    old Caucasian male,2 meters and                      
                    95 kilograms. He seems to have                       
                    been a very athletic and probably                    
                    was quiet a ladies man.                              
                                                                         
          Inspector Vac rolls his his and looks down at his watch.       
          A smile slowly comes across Mitch’s face as he looks at        
          Dr. Swan and Inspector Vac.                                     
          The white mist moves around the table, Dr Swan,                
          unknowingly, follows suit.                                     
          The white mist goes through Inspector Vac.                     
          Inspector Vac, slightly jumps and glares as Mitch with an      
          accusatory look in his eyes.                                   
                                                                         
          Mitch’s smile widens.                                          
                                                                         
                              DR.SUAVE: (contd)                         
                    You OK.                                              
                                                                         
          Mitch start to laugh, but quickly stops.                       
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                         (CONTINUED)     
          CONTINUED: (3)                                       28.       
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                              INSPECTOR VAC:                             
                    Fine, just want you to hurry up                      
                    so I can get what I need and do                      
                    my job.                                              
                                                                         
          Dr. Suave turns his microphone off, sighs heavily and          
          crosses his arms.                                              
                                                                         
                              DR.SUAVE:                                  
                    Always the patient one, eh? I                        
                    will have your findings soon, but                    
                    I need to do it my way OK.                           
                                                                         
                              INSPECTOR VAC:                             
                    OK, I’ll come back later.                            
                                                                         
          Mitch raises his eyebrow and quickly nods.                     
          Both him and Inspector Vac leave.                              
                                                                         
   35     INT: INSPECTOR VAC’S CAR-DAYTIME                               
                                                                         
          Mitch’s cell phone-like device, he reads the screen and        
          goes pale. Inspector Vac starts weaving the car, trying to     
          look at the "e-mail".                                          
                                                                         
                              MITCH:                                     
                    Might as watch the road, regular                     
                    humans will see nothing but a                        
                    blank screen.                                        
                                                                         
          Inspector Vac straightens the car grumbling.                   
                                                                         
                              INSPECTOR VAC:                             
                    So can you tell me.                                  
                                                                         
                              MITCH:                                     
                    Um..                                                 
                                                                         
                              INSPECTOR VAC:                             
                    Well, you went pale so what did                      
                    you get?                                             
                                                                         
                              MITCH:                                     
                    It is just we have seen this                         
                    succubus before.                                     
                                                                         
                              INSPECTOR VAC:                             
                    So, what am I going to tell my                       
                    captain?                                             
                                                                         
                              MITCH:                                     
                    Don’t worry, I will fix that.                        
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                               29.       
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
   36     EXT:MOUTH OF CAVE-DAYTIME                                      
                                                                         
          At the mouth of the Doolbhturt cave,Adam, Baxter and           
          creatures,disguised in human form, dressed in all black        
          swat clothing and gear.                                        
          They stand in a semi-circle.                                   
                                                                         
                              BAXTER:                                    
                    So this is where...we were told                      
                    to go, maybe with any luck we can                    
                    stop it and....                                      
                                                                         
                              ADAM :                                     
                    Find Karlee.                                         
                                                                         
          Baxter turns facing Adam, a grim expression on his face.       
                                                                         
                              BAXTER:                                    
                    You know we’ll have to take her                      
                    in, even if she was not under her                    
                    own control.                                         
                                                                         
          Adam sighs heavily and runs his hand through his hair.         
                                                                         
                              ADAM :                                     
                    I know, I know. I have already                       
                    told Fujitsu that all personal                       
                    brought in are to be housed                          
                    separately.                                          
                                                                         
          Baxter nods his head.                                          
                                                                         
                              BAXTER:                                    
                    Ready?                                               
                                                                         
          Adam nods                                                      
                                                                         
                              BAXTER: (contd)                           
                    OK, let’s go.                                        
                                                                         
   37     INT: DEEP INSIDE CAVE                                          
                                                                         
          A torch lit tunnel is slowly swept by the swat team. They      
          come up to a side room. A black altar in the middle of a       
          blood filled moat.                                             
          Sudden flames surround the edge of the moat.                   
          The sounds of spiked heels is heard.                           
          The swat team slink into the shadows waiting for the           
          attack.                                                        
                                                                         
                                                       KARLEE ENTERS     
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                               30.       
                                                                         
                                                                         
   38     INT: DEEP INSIDE CAVE                                          
                                                                         
          Karlee walks out in a snake skin dress, slit on both           
          sides. Her blond hair softly covers her shoulders. Her         
          smoky, seductive eyes, scan the group, as if, looking for      
          prey.                                                          
                                                                         
                              ADAM :                                     
                    Karlee!                                              
                                                                         
          Adam starts to run toward her, she raises her arms and the     
          flames rise higher.                                            
                                                                         
          A wavy image of her is seen.                                   
          In a seductive yet sarcastic tone she lowers the flames        
          and speaks.                                                    
                                                                         
                              KARLEE :                                   
                    Ah, Adam, how have you been? You                     
                    will be pleased to know I did try                    
                    to stay good for weeks.                              
                                                                         
                              HERETIC PRIEST 1:                          
                    And she would have stayed good,                      
                    longer, if she hadn’t met up with                    
                    Berth. And, would have been able                     
                    to warn you, if she hadn’t went                      
                    to talk to Berth.                                    
                                                                         
   39     INT: PRISONER HOLDING CELLS-FLASH BACK.                        
                                                                         
          Karlee stops as her hand reaches the knob.                     
                                                                         
                              BERTH:                                     
                    I know you will, but will it be                      
                    in time?                                             
                                                                         
          Karlee turns her head and stares.                              
                                                                         
                              BERTH: (contd)                            
                    (Whispers)                                           
                    (In Latin)                                           
                    Revert                                               
                                                                         
          The middle of Karlee’s forehead, her "third eye" flashes       
          bright red, under her skin.                                    
          Karlee turns around, inhales a shaky breath and walks out      
          the door.                                                      
                                                                         
   40     INT: ALTAR ROOM                                                
                                                                         
                              KARLEE :                                   
                    So I must thank you, Adam,                           
                    for(beat) reminding me of who I                      
                    am.                                                  
                                                                         
          Adam breaths heavily and snaps.                                
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                         (CONTINUED)     
          CONTINUED: (2)                                       31.       
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                              ADAM:                                      
                    And I must thank you Karlee, we                      
                    might have not figured out how to                    
                    stop this, if it wasn’t for you.                     
                                                                         
          Karlee looks at the Heretic Priest and laugh.                  
                                                                         
                              KARLEE :                                   
                    Maybe so, but you can’t stop it.                     
                                                                         
                              ADAM :                                     
                    We are here                                          
                                                                         
                              HERETIC PRIEST 1:                          
                    But, this is only one.                               
                                                                         
          One swat member is noticed in the left corner behind           
          Karlee and the Heretic Priest.                                 
          A hypnotic, gypsy-like music can be heard as Karlee slowly     
          walks toward him.                                              
          The swat member pretends to freeze and to be under her         
          spell.                                                         
          Karlee inches toward him smiling.                              
                                                                         
                              KARLEE :                                   
                    You want me to come to you.                          
                                                                         
                              SWAT MEMBER 1:                             
                    I want you to come to me.                            
                                                                         
          She comes closer.                                              
                                                                         
                              KARLEE :                                   
                    You want me to touch you.                            
                                                                         
                              SWAT MEMBER 1:                             
                    I want you to touch me.                              
                                                                         
          She reaches him and touches his face.                          
          Swat Member 1 grabs her wrist, pretending to want to be        
          closer. He wraps his arm around her.                           
          She turns around and lays her head, were his shoulder is       
          and closes her eyes.                                           
          He changes into a centaur. He wraps his arm tighter.           
                                                                         
                              KARLEE :                                   
                    You love me.                                         
                                                                         
                              SWAT MEMBER 1:                             
                    No, sorry.                                           
                                                                         
          Karlee opens her eyes and tries to turn around, he tighten     
          his grip and puts his flame-gun under her throat.              
                                                                         
                              KARLEE :                                   
                    What!                                                
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                         (CONTINUED)     
          CONTINUED: (3)                                       32.       
                                                                         
                                                                         
          She looks toward the the Heretic Priest, who is also in        
          custody.                                                       
          Ramayana walks in.                                             
          Adam, Baxter and the swat leave, with Karlee and the           
          Heretic Priest in secure shackles.                             
          Five more shaman come in as they leave.                        
          Ramayana walks up to the edge of the altar. The other          
          shaman walk up and encircle the altar.                         
          With their hands raised, clasped together, they start to       
          chant.                                                         
                                                                         
   41     EXT:MOUTH OF CAVE-DAYTIME                                      
                                                                         
          As the helicopter lifts off, multicolored streaks come        
          out of the mouth of the cave.                                  
                                                                         
   42     INT:PRISON HOLDING CELL                                        
                                                                         
          Karlee paces her cell, her porcelain white skin has taken      
          on a waxy yellow appearance. Though once a tall and, with      
          a proper posture, now has an elderly-like gait.                
                                                                         
   43     INT: PRISON MONITORING CENTRE                                  
                                                                         
          As Fujitsu, Adam and Mitch watch Karlee from the               
          Monitoring Room.                                               
          Screams echo throughout the halls.                             
          Fujitsu shakes his head,                                       
                                                                         
                              FUJITSU:                                   
                    I don’t believe it, this is not                      
                    like her.                                            
                                                                         
                              MITCH:                                     
                    Not the Karlee we know, she is                       
                    under that spell. I hope we find                     
                    all the priest, spoil the coming                     
                    and bring her back.                                  
                                                                         
          Another bout of screams echo throughout the halls.             
                                                                         
                              ADAM :                                     
                    Ramayana said that we would know                     
                    when a altar was brought down, by                    
                    their scream of guilt.                               
                                                                         
                              FUJITSU:                                   
                    That is not what I mean.                             
                                                                         
                              ADAM :                                     
                    Then what?                                           
                                                                         
                              FUJITSU:                                   
                    Even before we implanted the                         
                    modifier, the first time, she                        
                    didn’t...                                            
                                                                         
          He picks up the autopsy photos.                                
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                         (CONTINUED)     
          CONTINUED: (2)                                       33.       
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                              FUJITSU: (contd)                          
                    ...she didn’t kill her victims.                      
                    Yes, she took their testosterone,                    
                    but not enough to kill him.                          
                                                                         
          Sesame walks in.                                               
          They look at him.                                              
                                                                         
                              SESAME:                                    
                    Well, it has been over what five                     
                    hundred years. I have noticed, a                     
                    few others, they seem to be in                       
                    overdrive. For example, Chester,                     
                    the snake demon, use to horde and                    
                    play with his food, now eats                         
                    immediately.                                         
                                                                         
                              MITCH:                                     
                    So it is like they are going on a                    
                    binge or something?                                  
                                                                         
                              SESAME:                                    
                    Precisely!                                           
                                                                         
          They all look back at the monitor.                             
          More screams echo throughout the halls.                        
                                                                         
                              MITCH:                                     
                    Bloody hell, how many altars are                     
                    there?                                               
                                                                         
                              ADAM :                                     
                    Ramayana and Shas’s group says                       
                    they are all over the world. I                       
                    have been coordinating with                          
                    agents and Human governments                         
                    everywhere, to round up the                          
                    reverts.                                             
                                                                         
                              MITCH:                                     
                    Even, the non-aggressive? I mean                     
                    they are too much of a threat.                       
                                                                         
                              SESAME:                                    
                    Not to the human population but,                     
                    think what they could be forced                      
                    to do.                                               
                                                                         
                              FUJITSU:                                   
                    Especially since no one would                        
                    think twice about them doing                         
                    something.                                           
                                                                         
                              ADAM :                                     
                    Right,so it is more of a                             
                    protection, then an arrest.                          
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                         (CONTINUED)     
          CONTINUED: (3)                                       34.       
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
          Karlee falls to the floor.                                     
          Mitch goes down to her cells as she starts to get up.          
                                                                         
          She pulls herself up and grabs a hold of the bars, looking     
          straight at Mitch.                                             
                                                                         
                              KARLEE:                                    
                    I may be many things, but a                          
                    killer I am not. You know that                       
                    Mitch.                                               
                                                                         
          Mitch sighs                                                    
                                                                         
                              MITCH:                                     
                    I know Karlee, I promise we will                     
                    get you back! But may I asked why                    
                    didn’t you come to us, why did                       
                    you go to Berth alone? I mean how                    
                    could you be so stupid.                              
                                                                         
          Karlee looks down.                                             
                                                                         
                              KARLEE :                                   
                    I thought I could handle it                          
                    alone.                                               
                                                                         
   44     INT: IN FRONT OF BERTH’S CELL                                  
                                                                         
          Adam stands in front of Berth’s cell, a smirk on his face.     
                                                                         
                              ADAM :                                     
                    Thank you.                                           
                                                                         
          Berth growls and comes up to the bars.                         
                                                                         
                              BERTH:                                     
                    I’ll rip your throat out.                            
                                                                         
                              ADAM :                                     
                    Like I said thank you. You helped                    
                    us stop the Blood Truth from                         
                    undoing all we have accomplished.                    
                                                                         
          Berth slinks back into the shadows.                            
                                                                         
   45     INT: LARGE OVAL OFFICE                                         
                                                                         
          Karlee once again back to perfect health, walks into Adams     
          office.                                                        
                                                                         
                              KARLEE :                                   
                    You wanted to see me.                                
                                                                         
          Adam stands up and glares up at her.                           
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                         (CONTINUED)     
          CONTINUED: (2)                                       35.       
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                              ADAM :                                     
                    You are on administrative leave.                     
                                                                         
                              KARLEE :                                   
                    What, I was cleared, Adam !                          
                                                                         
                              ADAM :                                     
                    So, you are going on leave                           
                    because I am pissed off at you...                    
                                                                         
                              KARLEE :                                   
                    But...                                               
                                                                         
                              ADAM :                                     
                    ...and either you turn around and                    
                    take this I’ll make it an unpaid                     
                    leave, you get me.                                   
                                                                         
                              KARLEE :                                   
                    Crystal, see you in two months,                      
                    I’ll be working...                                   
                                                                         
          Adam leans into the table.                                     
                                                                         
                              ADAM :                                     
                    On nothing, do you hear me!                          
                                                                         
          Karlee smiles widely, turns around walks just over the         
          threshold, she turns her head to look at Adam.                 
                                                                         
                              KARLEE :                                   
                    ...on my tan!                                        
                                                                         
                                                          (END SONG)     
                                                                         
                                                       (END CREDITS)     
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         
                                                                         

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Author's Note

Autumn Dawn Gorny
Fixed the formatting and hopefully the spelling errors

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I really throughly enjoyed your screen play
You know how to write one, well set it up.
You change your layouts to fit each scene.
Which i only mean by graphics you know to set the mood of each character.
Your characters are awesome as well. they each had their own attitude
which is grand.

This is dramatic, and has action it.
I liked the language you used it's comical really
The angression and cussing format.
I liked this, i thought it was well written
full imagery i must say, i could actually see this.

Very well written play.


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A unique take on stories such as Buffy and Bewitched. I like the vivid Imagery, really helps to visualise it and I can just imagine what it would be like on the stage or as a t.v. show.

Nicely done.

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Fixed the font and should be able to be viewed

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I wish this comment could be about how amazing your screenplay is. But before you freak and think it's bad...I can't read it. That's all. I didn't know how else I could alert you. I'm guilty of being new to this website. Anyhow...when I view it...the writing is all on top of each other.

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Mr. Riley has wax eyes. I love the self-inflicted nightmare.

A tight bun denotes lack of sexuality.
Should you want comeliness a French braid would do.

Surreal yet so 1000 years from now and visceral.
I see this done by an exceptional Poser artist.

Excellent! And a good screenplay forum.
Jack

p.s. my Tale of Sideshow Sue and the Coney Island Kid followed by Laura
might capture your interest.

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Posted 10 Years Ago


I really throughly enjoyed your screen play
You know how to write one, well set it up.
You change your layouts to fit each scene.
Which i only mean by graphics you know to set the mood of each character.
Your characters are awesome as well. they each had their own attitude
which is grand.

This is dramatic, and has action it.
I liked the language you used it's comical really
The angression and cussing format.
I liked this, i thought it was well written
full imagery i must say, i could actually see this.

Very well written play.


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Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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