Ouija Page #18

SARAH!

No answer. Laine grabs a flashlight. CLICK.

The three of them move down the upstairs hallway. All we can

see are their faces in the light.

UP AHEAD -- the various bedroom doors. More darkness within

each room. It feels like anything could be waiting around

the next corner...

THE THREE SPLIT UP -- their lights moving away from each

other. Into rooms... down the stairs...

INT. DEBBIE’S HOUSE - PARENTS’ ROOM - NIGHT

Pete checks the parents’ bedroom. Searching the dark.

Moving fast. Everything looks so normal. The neatly made

bed. Vanity table. Woman’s dress hanging on an armoire.

FROM BEHIND A CURTAIN. Hiding from this vantage point.

Watching Pete search the dark room.

BACK WITH PETE. He turns and notices the curtains. The last

place he hasn’t checked. He moves toward them. Reaches out

and whips the curtain aside...

...but no one’s there.

INT. DEBBIE’S HOUSE - DOWNSTAIRS HALLWAY - NIGHT

LIGHT SWEEPS ACROSS OUR VISION -- it’s LAINE.

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Laine moves toward a CLOSED DOOR with her light. A LOW,

AWFUL SOUND rises...

Laine stops. Breathing hard. Listening. As the sound MOVES

FROM BEHIND THE WALL -- SCRAPING OVERHEAD -- ACROSS THE

CEILING -- and then off into the house. Like a presence

passing. Quiet again...

Laine summons her resolve... arrives at the CLOSED DOOR.

Beat. She quickly twists the door knob and pushes into -

THE GARAGE. Laine shines her light into the dark corners,

but Sarah’s not here.

Laine’s desperation grows. She calls out -

LAINE:

Sarah?! Can you hear me?

Behind her in the hallway -- SOMEONE’S NOW STANDING THERE in

the shadows. The faintest whispery voice -

VOICE:

Laaainne...

THE FIGURE moves. Not walking. They eerily slide out of

view... off into the house.

Laine turns -- not seeing anyone.

ELSEWHERE. WITH TREVOR -- heading toward the back of the

house. Lantern sweeping the shadows. No sign of Sarah.

Trevor swings the light over toward the sliding glass door

leading to the back. It’s OPEN. He steps closer -- ‘Is

Sarah out there?’

EXT. DEBBIE’S HOUSE - BACKYARD - NIGHT

Trevor is now out back. Night wind blowing. Leaves

SKITTERING across the pool cover...

Trevor scans the area. His light sweeps across patio

furniture... but no sign of Sarah.

A SOUND. BEHIND HIM. Trevor turns. Holding his light out.

Everything still. A WATERY SOUND...

...as A SHAPE MOVES BENEATH THE POOL COVER.

Something’s in the water.

At first he can’t believe it. A trick of the eyes. Trevor

steps toward the edge of the pool... A SICK GURGLING SOUND...

as the SHAPE moves again under the pool cover.

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TREVOR:

Sarah!

Trevor moves fast. He reaches down... peels the pool cover

back... brackish water underneath. Impossible to see

anything as -

-- AN EXPLOSIVE SPLASH! LANTERN DROPS TO THE CONCRETE.

-- and Trevor is VIOLENTLY PULLED INTO THE POOL!

Disappearing under the surface of the water.

The pool settles. Quiet. Stay here for as long as we can

get away with. We’re now literally holding our breath.

Waiting for Trevor to come up...

...but he never does.

INT. DEBBIE’S HOUSE - CONTINUOUS

WITH PETE. At the back sliding glass door. He hears the

soft lapping of the pool, looks out -- sees the fallen

lantern lying on the concrete... but no Trevor.

EXT. DEBBIE’S HOUSE - BACKYARD - CONTINUOUS

PETE RUNS FOR THE POOL. Arrives at the edge. Shines his

light down into the dark water. Can’t see Trevor.

Pete reaches in... his hands searching... water splashing

everywhere... desperate ---

AND THEN HE GRABS HOLD OF SOMETHING. Pulls.

It’s TREVOR. Coming up out of the water. Head sagging.

Drenched. Lifeless.

PETE:

No no no... Trevor, c’mon.

Pete strains with everything he’s got and manages to hoist

Trevor out of the pool. Lays him on the concrete. Trevor

doesn’t move at all.

Pete puts his ear to Trevor’s chest... listens for a

heartbeat. His expression says it all -- this isn’t good.

Pete shakes Trevor.

PETE (CONT’D)

Trevor -Nothing.

Trevor’s not moving. Not breathing.

Pete puts his hands into CPR position. He pumps on Trevor’s

chest. Again. Again. -

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-- Trevor’s whole body JOLTS as he coughs up water. Gasps

for breath. Eyes blinking. Taking in air. He finally

focuses on Pete. Realizes he just saved his life.

Pete holds a look with him -- relieved.

INT. DEBBIE’S HOUSE - BATHROOM - CONTINUOUS

Laine enters a bathroom. Clutching her light in the

darkness. She scans the small space. No sign of Sarah...

about to leave when -

-- there’s a sound. Coming from behind the glass shower

door. A dull THUMP... THUMP.

Laine turns. Stares at the shower. She waits for the sound

to come again, but it’s just silence.

She takes a step closer. Flashlight trembling in her grip.

Trying to see through the opaque shower door glass.

Another step -- and THUMP! Something SLAMS against the other

side of the glass. A DISTORTED FIGURE. One HAND -- then

another SLAMS against the glass!

Laine FREAKS! Swings her light wildly as -

-- the shower door CREAKS open and THE FIGURE stumbles out,

COLLIDING RIGHT INTO LAINE!

Laine’s light finally settles to see that it’s Sarah. Her

eyes are dazed. She looks totally disoriented. Traumatized.

Laine holds her sister. Brushing the hair out of her face.

Sarah’s so scared, trying to get the words out -

SARAH:

He told me...

Her voice fades. Eyes unable to focus.

LAINE:

Hey. It’s me. Sarah? It’s Laine.

Are you hurt? Talk to me.

Sarah is falling apart. Shaking all over like she has

hypothermia.

SARAH:

He’s playing with us.

LAINE:

Just breathe.

SARAH:

This is the only thing he wants...

that taste of life again.

(MORE)

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SARAH (CONT'D)

He finishes with us and then it’s

another game. It keeps going and

going...

EASE IN ON LAINE -- as she’s suddenly hit with a MEMORY.

DEBBIE. ON THE VIDEO. Playing the Ouija alone in her room.

DEBBIE:

Let’s start a new game. How does

that sound? Okay. Good. Here we

go.

SNAP BACK TO LAINE -- a revelation now clear to her.

LAINE:

Another game... that’s what she was

doing. Trying to protect me...

Beat. Laine puts her flashlight into Sarah’s hands.

LAINE (CONT’D)

Sarah -- I want you to stay right

here. You’ll be safe.

SARAH:

Don’t leave me.

LAINE:

I love you.

SARAH:

Wait, why are you saying that -

LAINE:

-- no matter what happens, you

remember that. Okay, Worm?

Laine’s pulls away...

SARAH:

Laine!

But she’s gone. Hurrying off into the dark house.

INT. DEBBIE’S ROOM - NIGHT

THE OUIJA sits on the floor. Right where the group left it.

Lantern to the side. The board seems larger than life.

Laine steps into the doorway in the background. Regards the

board. Heavy. She comes into the room and closes the door.

Locks it.

Laine kneels down at the Ouija. She hesitates -- then places

her fingertips on the planchette.

86.

She slowly starts to circle the board. Clockwise. One time.

LAINE:

As friends we’ve gathered, hearts

are true. Spirits near, we call to

you.

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