Scene two
(We fade in from black to Jeff, staring blandly. The camera turns around to see what he is looking at. It is just a wall. There is suddenly the sound of knocking. It echoes and is very loud. Jeff shuts his eyes tight, and pushes tight on his ears. After a moment of enduring the sound, he sits up and runs over to the door. The door opens. Standing there is Charles Martin)
Jeff-Hi, Charles.
Charles-Hey Je-- (Looks closely at Jeff's face, which we get a close-up of) Hell, you don't look too good.
Jeff-I didn't sleep well.
(Charles steps in the house, and Jeff shuts the door behind him)
Jeff-What do you want, Charles?
Charles-James stopped by my house and he wants to see you.
Jeff-I...I don't know, I'm not really feeling that well.
Charles-Come on, we haven't seen you since you got back.
Jeff-I, uh...
(Jeff sneezes. He looks down into his hand, and there is a large amount of blood in his palm)
Jeff-Huh.
(Charles looks into his palm)
Charles-Holy crap. (Looks at Jeff) You need to go to the doctor.
Jeff-I'm fine.
(Jeff walks over to the sink, and washes the blood from his hands. He takes a paper towel and holds it up to his nose. Charles takes a seat at the table, and Jeff takes the seat across from him)
Charles-Are you sure you're okay, you look like...
Jeff-Listen, all I need is some sleep, and I'll be fine.
Charles-Take a nap.
Jeff-Believe me, I tried. (Coughs wheezily)
Charles-I really think you need some help.
Jeff-I don't have insurance for a doctor.
Charles (with Jeff coughing in background)-Whatever, man. It's your funeral. (Gets up, walks to fridge)
Jeff-I'm not going to die. I need some sleep. Come nightfall, i'm going to fall asleep, and then i'll be able to come over. I'll work past it.
Charles (pouring milk into glass)-Mmhmm.
(Jeff is sitting there for a few moments, and then he gets a distressed look on his face. He looks as though he is becoming sick)
Jeff-I'm, uh...
Charles (Turns around)-What?
Jeff-Kind of dizzy...
(Through Jeff's eyes, we see the room rippling. We cut to a full shot (Full shot is a shot of the entire location) of the room. Jeff's head falls onto the table. We fade out to black. Then, we fade back in from white into a blurry shot of Charles, and James, looking over the camera)
James (Voice distorted)-Hey, he's awake.
(The picture becomes clear. We cut to a full shot of the room they are sitting in)
Jeff-What happened?
Charles-You blacked out.
Jeff-Hi, James.
James (laughing)-Hi.
Charles-You need to go to the hospital.
Jeff-Okay.
(We cut to them, helping Jeff walk, moving over to the door. They open to the door)
James-All right, come on, Jeff.
(We see, through Jeff's eyes, them approaching the door. We cut back to a medium shot (A smaller version of the full shot, so you can just see the characters and/or important objects or locations) Of the group. Jeff suddenly stops)
Jeff (Frightened)-Hold--Hold on.
James-Just come on.
(They continue walking forward. Jeff will not move)
Jeff-No, NO! Stop! Just, just stop!
Charles-What is the matter with you?
Jeff-It's...it's not going to happen. I'm not going out there.
James-W-why?
(We cut an Italian shot of Jeff. His eyes are bloodshot, and the bags under his eyes are now very large)
Jeff-I..I can't. I'm not leaving.
Charles-You're not leaving your own house? You've been out there a thousand times.
Jeff-No. No... I'm not going.
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