All right, reviewers, here's an installment of a script from 2012, the last year of Script Frenzy and baby Blue's first foray into script-writing (outside of school assignments). Happy reviewing!
A/N: Haunted Mansion but darker and with vampires. (Shhhh.) So far, Mackenzie and Dallas Haas, on their honeymoon in northern Scotland, are invited to tour an ancient castle when a freak snowfall traps them and another couple inside with their host - a man named John Findler, who seems oddly taken with Mackenzie. While trapped in the castle, the husband of the other couple dies mysteriously.
INT. BEDROOM – NIGHT [DREAM]
The Haases' bedroom is dark and silent. Jan is asleep on the chaise; the Haases share the bed.
Mackenzie sits up in bed and looks over at Dallas, but he is asleep. She takes a candle from the bedside table, lights it, and heads out into the hallway.
The castle is silent but not empty. As Mackenzie wanders the corridors, dark figures glide in and out of the shadows. She pushes open the library door and sees one of the figures kneeling over a body in the center of the room. Its eyes glow red and blood drips from its mouth.
INT. BEDROOM – NIGHT
The Haases' bedroom is dark, silent except for soft snoring. Jan sleeps on the chaise; the Haases share the bed.
Mackenzie shoots up in bed, breathing quickly. She touches Dallas' shoulder, but he snores on. A DISTANT WAIL sounds from somewhere within the depths of the castle. She hesitates, listening, but the castle has fallen silent once more. She takes a candle from the bedside table, lights it, and heads into the hallway.
Mackenzie gazes around nervously as she makes her way through the castle. At the staircase leading down to Findler's chambers she hesitates and looks around. Then she descends into the darkness.
INT. BED CHAMBER – NIGHT
The room is in darkness. All that can be seen is the looming shadow of a four-poster bed. Findler lies in it, gazing up at the dark ceiling with his hands folded on his abdomen.
OLD VAMPIRE (V.O.)
I can give you life. I can give you revenge. And all I need in return is one small service.
I never should have taken that deal.
EXT. FOREST (1793)
Findler lies on the forest floor, bleeding copiously from a wound that has him open from shoulder to belly. His breathing is ragged and shallow.
A gaunt, bald OLD MAN bends over him. The man wears a long cloak and has a gash in his forehead.
You will be young and strong when I turned you. You can be my protector.
Findler turns his head to look at Isabel, lying dead several yards away.
The old man smiles widely, revealing fangs, looking suddenly demonic. He lowers his fangs to Findler's neck. Findler screams.
FADE TO BLACK
I slaughtered the villagers who pursued him, every man, woman, and child of them. I hunted Isabel's killer like an animal and murdered him in the bloodiest way I knew how. And when it was over, I realized I would live forever...and had nothing left to live for.
BACK TO PRESENT
A NOISE at the door. Findler's eyes flicker toward it, but he doesn't move until Mackenzie enters. She carries her candle and closes the door behind her. Findler leaps to his feet, tucking in his shirt and smoothing his hair.
I thought I heard something.
But what are you doing up, my dear?
I had a dream there were vampires.
It woke me up. And then I heard someone crying out – I thought I did. But I guess it was nothing, so—
He seems at a loss for anything to say, but he clearly doesn't want her to leave.
Would you join me for a stroll?
It's two in the morning.
Sleep eludes me.
It would ease my mind to walk with you a while.