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THE:

BLOND STUDENT ...

Sitting

in a chair. Smoking a cigarette. Smiling down at her.

She

cranks her head and looks deeply into her boyfriend's eyes. He smirks and

gently strokes her hair.

JULIA:

(cont'd)

Nice.

PAUL:

(soft)

You're

tired. Go to sleep.

Her

breathing becomes more steady.

In

the distance, a SOUND begins to permeate the cabin ...

THE:

SOUND OF MACHINES ...

Grinding

and drumming like the churning of a large factory.

A calming and soothing noise, drifting over ...

DREAM SEQUENCE - A SERIES OF SHOTS

Quick

FLASHES OF IMAGES which are strung together:

(a)

A turbine driven by a cloud of pumping steam.

(b)

The Superman tattoo on the Blond Student's shoulder.

(c)

A Doberman running across a road.

(d)

A man limping along wearing leg braces and using steel crutches.

(e)

A woman's hands slipping over a young man's bare chest.

(f)

A back brace being locked into place.

INT. FAST FOOD RESTAURANT - BATHROOM - NIGHT (DREAM SEQ.)

The

stall door at the far end of the bathroom eases open.

INT. ASYLUM - SNAKE PIT - NIGHT (DREAM SEQ.)

THERE:

IS NO SOUND except for the HUMMING OF MACHINES.

Julia

stumbles through the snake pit. MENTAL PATIENTS stagger around her. Many of

them are dressed like homeless people. Staring into space. Bodies twitching and

gnawing on their fingers. Lying in their own urine.

Julia

looks skyward towards a SCREEN that doubles for a ceiling. Dark figures are

standing on the screen, looking down at them.

A:

pair of ORDERLIES gently take Julia's arm and lead her out of the snake pit.

Julia

looks at the wall as she walks.

JULIA'S

POV - shadows move across the wall. Almost like ripples in water.

But the shadows gradually become the GROTESQUE

silhouettes of HUMAN BODY PARTS -- arms, legs, heads, feet -- hanging and

rocking gently from hooks

INT. CABIN - LIVING ROOM - DAY (DREAM SEQ.)

Blood

trickles down over the Superman tattoo.

INT. FAST FOOD RESTAURANT - BATHROOM - NIGHT (DREAM SEQ.)

Clawed

fingers slide around the open stall door.

INT. ASYLUM - CORRIDOR - NIGHT (DREAM SEQ.)

A:

HOMELESS PERSON is having a seizure. Propped against the wall. Shaking

horribly. His head and body are entirely covered with braces that form a metal

exoskeleton.

INT. DOCTOR'S OFFICE - NIGHT (DREAM SEQ.)

A:

gynecology exam. A woman's legs are held open by stirrups. A pair of hands

protected by rubber gloves cruelly insert a large alien-looking METAL OBJECT --

which is nothing but sharp tentacles and angles -- between the legs.

INTERCUT:

- A SCREAMING FACE

A:

woman shrieking through rotting teeth and blood.

INT. ASYLUM - SURGICAL ROOM - NIGHT (DREAM SEQ.)

Julia

steps into the surgical room.

The

LITTLE GIRL from Sam's party is resting on a gurney. Her small body is clamped

down with metal bands. Her blonde curls draped over the edge. Her eyes open and

staring at nothing.

SOMETHING ELSE LURCHES INTO the room. MOVING

IN THE SHADOWS. A SURGEON ENCLOSED IN METAL BRACES AND HOLDING a pair of

ALIEN-LOOKING shears in HIS HANDS.

THE SURGEON OPENS THE SHEARS OVER THE GIRL'S

FOREHEAD.

Julia

tries to scream. No sound comes out. The shears close.

Several

drops of BLOOD ... then a BLONDE CURL ... hit the tile floor.

The

SOUND of the MACHINES is

interrupted by GLASS BREAKING.

INT. CABIN - LIVING ROOm - NIGHT

Julia

lurches awake.

Paul

and Terry are lying immobile on the floor. Hundreds of candles have been placed

throughout the room, bathing the cabin in a dull amber glow.

There

is NO SOUND.

Julia

starts to rise to her feet. Her fingers graze something sharp. She winces and

snatches her fingers away from ...

A:

BROKEN WINE GLASS ...

Julia

discovers a small ribbon of blood trickling from her index finger. She sucks on

it, and notices --

SAM:

...

Sitting

behind the couch. His eyes are intense as he erases something from his drawing

pad. Julia walks around him until she can see the sketch.

THE:

DRAWING IS JULIA'S PORTRAIT.

Sam

erases the picture, working from the shoulders up.

There

is still NO SOUND.

Julia

is dumbfounded. She hears a slight noise coming from somewhere in the cabin. A

small HISSING sound. Soft and unobtrusive.

Julia

looks around. The sound seemed to come from behind her. But there's nothing in

the room. Her friends are still asleep. Sam is concentrating on his drawing.

More

HISSING. Unmistakable this time. A diminutive SCRAPING, almost like fingernails

raking on icy glass, slithering out from a darkened hallway.

She

moves towards the sound.

INT. CABIN - HALLWAY - NIGHT

Julia

creeps into the hallway until she can barely see the rows of bedroom doors. All

of them are closed shut.

The

SCRAPING sound rises up again. Much closer. Behind one of the bedroom doors.

Beckoning.

Julia

reaches out for the doorknob.

INT. CABIN - BEDROOM - NIGHT

The

door opens. Julia's stomach rises into her throat. Terror floods her face.

Resting on the bed is a BODY BAG. So smeared

with blood that the corpse inside isn't visible except for its massive bulk.

Something SCRATCHES on the BODY BAG from

INSIDE.

Julia's

body goes rigid. She can't force herself to move.

The body bag is slowly unzipped from the

inside. Stretching down the length of the plastic until the bag is wide open.

The corpse inside is still hidden.

As

if drawn by some alien force, Julia moves to the bed. Her entire body is

shaking.

She

reaches out and carefully peels back the plastic.

Resting

within the body bag is THE LITTLE GIRL. Eyes puffed shut. Hair slicked with

blood. Her skin is livid. Her face is ghostly white and smeared with crimson

gore.

Julia

is frozen in place. Heart pounding. Terrified.

THE:

GIRL'S EYES BLINK OPEN AS SHE SHRIEKS BLOODY MURDER.

INT. CABIN - LIVING ROOM - MORNING

Julia

is startled awake and groggily looks around the room. Paul and Terry are still

in the process of getting up.

PAUL:

Look

who's up.

(smiles)

You

sleep well?

Julia

STARES back. She looks pretty freaked.

PAUL:

(cont'd)

Uh-oh.

TERRY:

I:

didn't sleep well either. I dreamt that all these cockroaches were eating my

legs.

PAUL:

You

want to trade? Right before I woke up, my head exploded and all these snakes

came out.

TERRY:

Where's

Sam?

PAUL:

Probably

went to bed.

Terry

nods as she rises to her feet.

TERRY:

I need a hairbrush. And a facial.

She

stumbles into the hallway. Paul turns to Julia.

PAUL:

You

had nightmares too?

JULIA:

Worst

ones I've had in a long time. I thought I was hallucinating.

Paul

winces and rubs his temples.

JULIA:

(cont'd)

What's

wrong?

PAUL:

Headache.

I'll be fine.

Terry

briskly walks out the hallway. She looks alarmed.

TERRY:

You

guys. Something's wrong.

INT. CABIN - HALLWAY - DAY

The

group walks towards one of the bedroom doors.

TERRY:

It's

Sam. I can't get the door open.

Paul

tries the doorknob. The door won't budge. Paul KNOCKS.

PAUL:

Sam,

open up.

No

answer. He POUNDS harder.

PAUL:

(cont'd)

Sam?

TERRY:

He

won't answer.

JULIA:

Maybe

he can't answer.

Paul

shoves hard against the door. But it still won't give.

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