Ouija Page #17

EXT. DEBBIE’S HOUSE - NIGHT.

Pete’s car pulls up. Everyone gets out, but Laine instantly

sees something that makes her face fall -

MRS. GALARDI’S EMPTY CAR. Parked out in front of Debbie’s

house like before. Driver’s side door wide open.

Laine turns -- sees that the front door is cracked open. She

hurries toward the house.

INT. DEBBIE’S HOUSE - NIGHT

Laine moves past the same bits of broken mirror on the floor.

Scanning the dark. The house absolutely silent.

Laine keeps going. She rounds the corner to the stairs...

glances up to see that they are empty. Beat... about to move

on... looking down -- and there’s that MASK at the bottom of

the steps.

Icy beat. Laine stares. Reaches down to pick it up -

-- WHEN SOMEONE SUDDENLY GRABS HER ARMS! Laine staggers in

shock. It’s MRS. GALARDI. Crawling out from the shadows.

Dazed and hurt from a bad fall down the stairs. Grabbing

onto Laine in a blind panic.

77.

Laine kneels down with Mrs. Galardi.

LAINE:

It’s alright. I’m here. I’m right

here.

But Mrs. Galardi keeps staring up at the top of the stairs.

MRS. GALARDI

-- not alone -- she wasn’t alone -

LAINE:

Hang on, hang on -- I’m going to

call for help.

And now Debbie’s mother raises an arm and points up. Laine

turns in that direction... looking toward the top of the

stairs. But it’s just emptiness up there.

DISSOLVE TO:

EXT. DEBBIE’S HOUSE - NIGHT

SILENT AND DREAM-LIKE. Laine in the street, talking with a

POLICE OFFICER. Answering questions. MRS. GALARDI is loaded

into an ambulance. Doors shut.

THROUGH THE AMBULANCE DOORS as it pulls away. Looking out at

Laine through the back window... getting smaller as she

stands there in the street.

EXT. DEBBIE’S HOUSE - BACKYARD - NIGHT

Laine enters the backyard. The others are already here.

Waiting. The mood is so grim.

LAINE:

She hit her head pretty hard. They

think she fell down the stairs.

But she’ll be okay.

PETE:

D.Z. did that to her. Because it

doesn’t want anyone else in the

house.

SARAH:

Only us...

LAINE:

Caminar hacia atrás en las huellas,

al principio.

TREVOR:

What does that mean?

Sarah trades a look with Laine.

78.

SARAH:

‘Walk backwards in our footsteps.’

LAINE:

It’s how we stop him.

They turn and look up at the dark house, knowing they have to

go inside. A NIGHT WIND starts to rise as we go -

POV OF TREVOR’S VIDEO CAMERA. Set up like before. Same

angle on the Ouija board.

INT. DEBBIE’S ROOM - NIGHT

Just like the previous games, everyone is in place around the

Ouija board. But now -- only FOUR PLAYERS instead of five.

One by one, each player puts their fingertips on the

planchette. Laine offers a final caution -

LAINE:

What we all did to make contact, we

now have to do in reverse. That’s

how we close the door.

(beat)

No matter what happens, don’t take

your hand away.

The air is absolutely electric. Laine begins, saying the

words we’ve heard before, but backwards -

LAINE (CONT’D)

You to call... we near spirits...

...true are hearts... gathered...

we have friends... as...

Everything’s quiet. Laine glances at the others.

LAINE (CONT’D)

Now four times around the board.

One for each of us. Backwards.

Together they circle the board --counter-clockwise -- with

the planchette. Very cautiously. Completing a full cycle.

SARAH:

Okay. One down...

LAINE:

Keep going...

Hope rising. They start the second circle, and THE

PLANCHETTE STARTS TO VIBRATE AND RATTLE against the surface

of the board.

PETE:

It’s D.Z.

79.

They keep pushing at the planchette, but it’s as if the piece

is suddenly heavy. Hard to move.

PETE (CONT’D)

He’s pushing back.

There’s a DEEP, LOW GROAN somewhere in the house.

VIDEO CAMERA ANGLE -- Eyes dart. Everyone heard that.

TREVOR:

He knows what we’re doing.

LAINE:

Do not stop.

THE IMAGE GLITCHES -- like we saw before when Laine was

watching the footage of Debbie’s games.

And in the momentary distortion, beyond the four players

sitting around the board... there is ANOTHER PRESENCE in the

shadows.

BACK WITH THE GROUP -- FINGERTIPS PUSHING. Veins in hands

straining. The planchette finally finishing the second

circle.

That OTHERWORLDLY GROAN IN THE HOUSE -- LOUDER! Sounds as if

it’s moving behind the walls. Across the ceiling.

SARAH:

Two more. C’mon c’mon c’mon -

They start to move the planchette -- and somewhere in the

darkness a DOOR SLAMS! The sound THUNDERS THROUGH THE HOUSE.

TREVOR:

It’s not working... it’s not

working...

LAINE:

Goddammit. Focus.

(calling out into the

room)

D.Z. -- we know you’re here. We’re

ending the game!

And everyone keeps PUSHING THE PLANCHETTE as it seems to

literally fight against their efforts.

The third circle complete. On to the last...

LAINE (CONT’D)

We can do this.

80.

The planchette inches... slowly moving... THE UNGODLY NOISE

in the house rises -- LOUDER -- the planchette finishes the

fourth and final circle around the board.

LAINE (CONT’D)

Hurry. Move it to ‘Good Bye’ and

we’re done.

Together, they move the planchette toward the words at the

bottom of the board -- but it stops. RATTLING in place.

Won’t go any further. An incredible force pushing back

against them.

The lanterns FLICKER AND DIM. THE GROANING SOUND falls away

as everything becomes eerily quiet.

LAINE (CONT’D)

C’mon... almost there.

A breathless beat -

-- as the lantern softly FLICKERS. Faster. Now strobe-like.

BLASTS OF LIGHT and then total darkness. Over and over.

And in those FLASHES -- glimpses of a FIFTH PERSON NOW

SITTING WITH THE OTHERS AT THE BOARD. An 18-year-old YOUNG

MAN. Ghostly. Eyes filled with menace. It’s D.Z.

Everyone sees him. Holy sh*t!

Another FLASH of light -- and now he’s gone.

Back into darkness. Sarah’s SCREAM suddenly fills the room --

Laine looks over. Face going slack -

-- BECAUSE SARAH’S BEING LIFTED KICKING AND SCREAMING OFF THE

FLOOR! Something shadowy and mostly unseen is behind her --

holding her -- making it look like Sarah’s levitating in the

rapid-fire strobes of light.

And then -- WHOOSH! Sarah goes flying across the room. OUT

INTO THE UPSTAIRS HALLWAY. THE BEDROOM DOOR SLAMMING SHUT!

Pandemonium. Everyone scrambles up from the floor and runs

to the door. Trying to get it open. Sarah SCREAMS from the

other side --

SARAH (O.S.)

Laine! Help me!

LAINE:

Hang on!

From the space at the bottom of the door, Sarah’s fingers

desperately reach out. Feeling out onto the floor.

81.

Laine crouches down -- holds her sister’s hands while Trevor

and Pete struggle with the door.

LAINE (CONT’D)

I got you!

SARAH (O.S.)

He’s here, Laine!

Laine holds tight, but now Sarah is totally frantic in the

hallway. Like she’s not out there alone.

Her fingers slip away... right out of Laine’s grasp.

As Trevor and Pete finally get the door open ---

INTO THE HALLWAY. And Sarah’s not there. Laine takes in

the empty hallway.

TREVOR:

Where the hell is she??!!

LAINE:

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