"SUPERNATURAL PREQUEL: HAUNT HIGH"
A screenplay by
Adam Minneci
"HAUNT HIGH"
FADE IN:
int. WINCHESTER FAMILY HOME- SAM'S BEDROOM- NIGHT
6 YEARS AGO…
Open to a small BOY, around nine years old, sleeping in his bed, this is YOUNG SAM. ANGLE ON a closed closet door. CLOSE UP the DOOR HANDLE begins to TWIST and turn FEROCIOUSLY! Young Sam quickly opens his eyes and sits up in bed. He looks towards the closet. BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! The sound of something heavy trying to get out. Young Sam quickly lays down and pulls the cover over his eyes. Silence. Young Sam grins. ANGLE ON closet door tilts open… SQUEAK… Young Sam jumps up in bed and sees a shadow of a man standing in his closet. Young Sam gulps.
MAN (V.O.)
Sam.
Young Sam gets off of his bed and quickly exits the room. SLAM! The closet door slams shut.
INT. WINCHESTER FAMILY HOME- HALLWAYS
Young Sam runs through the dusty, cobwebbed hallways of his home. Scrawling of ghosts and demons cover the walls, in addition to cut out newspaper articles about the paranormal. YOUNG DEAN exits the bathroom, yawning. Young Sam rushes past him. Young Dean watches him with an arched eyebrow and walks into his room.
INT. WINCHESTER FAMILY HOME- JOHN'S BEDROOM
John sits at his desk going through newspaper articles concerning frequent ghost sightings on Highway 666. Young Sam enters the room. John looks towards his son with concern.
JOHN
Sam… hey. Just finishing up some work. How are yah? Finished with that book report for school yet?
YOUNG SAM
Dad, there's something in my room.
John looks down towards his desk and shakes his head ok. He reaches into his desk and pulls out a .45. He looks back up towards his son.
JOHN
Where is it?
FADE TO:
int. WINCHESTER FAMILY HOME- SAM'S BEDROOM- NIGHT
Young Sam leans against the bedroom door. John leans against the closet door. Sam looks on, afraid.
JOHN
Stand back…
John opens the closet door… Nothing. John shakes his head ok.
JOHN
It's ok. We'll get him next time.
Young Sam looks into his father's eyes.
JOHN
Here.
John kneels down and hands his son the .45 pistol. Young Sam takes it and looks towards his father frightened.
JOHN
If anything tries to come through, anything at all. Use this.
John pats on his son the shoulder.
JOHN
I'll be in my room if you need me.
Young Sam shakes his head ok. He places the gun next to his bed. Climbs in and goes to sleep. ANGLE ON closet door. Silence and tranquility.
EXT. LAWRENCE KANSAS HIGH SCHOOL (lynard skynard- the boys are back in town)
Establishing shot of Lawrence Kansas High School, dead leaves flow from the hanging branches of a swaying tree, students pile into the school avoiding the far off woods to the right and an old abandoned tool shed that used be the tech room. A 67' Chevy Impala drives into the parking lot. CLOSE UP a cigarette falls onto the ground and a boot squashes it. The boot belonged to DEAN. He quickly looks into the abandoned woods that surrounded the premises. He nods his head ok. He's a senior at High School, his brother on the other hand just started this year. SAM gets out of the passenger seat.
DEAN
Be here directly at the hour.
SAM
At four. I know. Anything else or just treading grounds dad already covered?
DEAN
Hey, it's not like I want to play the role of the "babysitter."
Dean takes out another cigarette and lights it.
SAM
You know, those are bad for your health
Dean shrugs
DEAN
I'm recovering
SAM
(sarcastic)
Sure.
Sam reaches in and GRABS his backpack. He begins to walk away and enter the crowd of the other students entering the school. Dean shakes his head ok, watching over all of the other students. He walks in, alone.
SMOOTH TRANSITION TO:
INT. LAWRENCE KANSAS HIGH SCHOOL-HALLWAYS
Dean looks around. Students of all ages stood next to their lockers talking. He over hears a couple of guys to his right, he glances over. BRIAN holds up a photograph of what looked like Bigfoot to KYLE.
BRIAN
So, now do you believe me?
KYLE
You're saying that's…
BRIAN
The one and the only man, the one and the only… pretty wicked huh?
DEAN
So, that's what Bigfoot looks like?
Brian shakes his head yes.
BRIAN
Saw it with my own two eyes.
DEAN
Did it walk on two legs?
Brian shakes his head yes. Dean takes the picture and looks it over, he cracks a grin.
BRIAN
What?
DEAN
Where did you say you took this?
BRIAN
Meadows Creek.
DEAN
Meadows Creek?
BRIAN
Yeah, you know the…
DEAN
I know where it is.
Dean hands the picture over to Brian.
DEAN
(sarcastic)
So, a big hairy humanoid walking on two legs, around in Meadows Creek. That's just gotta be him right?
Kyle and Brian exchange a curious glance.
DEAN
Well, sorry to break up your party guys. But, that's not big foot.
BRIAN
What are you talking about? I saw it.
KYLE
Yeah.
DEAN
No. To be exact, what you did see was a nudist homeless man wandering around the woods squatting anywhere to take up residence. Not Bigfoot. Be careful who sees you with that, unless you want people to spread rumors- of course.
(Sarcastic beat)
Good try though.
Dean begins to walk away
BRIAN
Hey, how do you know that this isn't Big Foot?
Dean stops and grins
DEAN
It's my job to know.
Dean continues to walk away. Brian and Kyle both look at the picture one more time. Kyle quickly looks away.
KYLE
Oh, sick dude.
BRIAN
It was dark… it could have been him.
KYLE
(sarcastic)
Sure.
Kyle walks away. Brian rips the picture in two.
INT. LAWRENCE KANSAS HIGH SCHOOL- CAFETERIA
Sam sits alone reading a book about the law and Judicial system. Counting the days down to college, four years; four years until he could possibly get a life of his own, a normal life. He glances around and notices other students looking towards him suspicious, one of the students stop at his lunch table. His name is MARK.
MARK
Is it true?
Sam remains silent.
MARK
What happened to your mom. That she was devoured by something from out of this world. That true?
Sam picks up his backpack, puts the book in it and zips it closed. He stands up.
SAM
I don't know what your talking about.
Sam walks away. Mark looks towards JAIME, another student.
MARK
It's definitely true
JAIME
If you forgot, he didn't say anything.
MARK
And that would make him less suspicious how?
JAIME
You're such a jerk.
Jaime slightly, friendly pushes Mark. Sam glances back towards them. He breaths out and a visible gust of air comes out. Just four more years, until he could at least attempt to live a normal life.
INT. WINCHESTER FAMILY HOME- BASEMENT
Sam paces back and forth in the cob webbed basement. He stops as he notices the door above squeak open. Dean walks down.
DEAN
Figured I'd find you down here. Dad's looking for you.
SAM
I'm busy.
Dean shakes his head ok.
DEAN
Seems like it.
SAM
Jesus, Dean… all I want to do is live a normal life.
DEAN
Normal? You mean fake?
Sam raises his eyebrow. Dean shakes his head ok and walks over to a picture of their mom. He picks it up.
DEAN
There's normality, something that people hide behind. And then there's the real world.
Dean hands the picture over to Sam.
DEAN
Think about that.
Dean walks back up the stairs. Sam places the picture down as the door closes above. He looks around the basement and notices an antique rocking chair moving by itself. He cracks a grin and shakes his head no. He walks back upstairs.
EXT. WINCHESTER FAMILY HOME- BACKYARD
Dean stands alone in the yard. Shooting a gun towards empty beer bottles with perfect aim. Dean glances behind his back towards his smiling father.
JOHN
Better than last time.
DEAN
I told you I was going to be better than you one day.
John laughs as Dean places the gun down against a wooden picnic table.
JOHN
I have no doubt of that son.
John and Dean walk in. John pats his son on the back.
JOHN
No doubt.
INT. WINCHESTER FAMILY HOME- SECOND FLOOR STAIRCASE
Sam looks down towards them. The perfect father and son relationship. He shakes his head ok. Something he could never have. He enters back into his room.
INT. WINCHESTER FAMILY HOME- SAM'S BEDROOM
Sam sits on his bed and rubs his eyes, tired. He lays down and yawns. An AIM message alert beeps. Sam opens his eyes and looks casually over towards the computer.
JAIME4279
Hey.
Sam walks over towards the computer and he begins to type.
SAM887
Who is this?
JAIME4279
Jaime… from school.
SAM887
Oh. What do you want?
JAIME4279
Did you hear about tomorrow?
SAM887
Huh?
JAIME 4279
Lol. You don't know?
SAM887
Know what?
KNOCK… KNOCK… KNOCK. Sam looks up towards the door and Dean opens it.
DEAN
Dinner time, you can talk to your girlfriend later.
SAM
She's not my girlfriend.
DEAN
(sarcastic)
Yeah, sure…
(beat)
Just hustle along will yah? I'm starving.
Dean exits the room. Sam looks back towards the computer and types.
SAM887
GTG
Sam closes the computer down and exits his room.
INT. WINCHESTER FAMILY HOME- KITCHEN
John, Dean and Sam eat in silence.
JOHN
So, how was the first day at school?
SAM
Good. Since I know that it's only for a week or so.
John looks towards his son concerned.
DEAN
It's a good school dad. Did you find anymore evidence yet?
JOHN
We're narrowing it down.
Dean shakes his head ok.
JOHN
Speaking of which. Sam, we really need you to get back to practicing how to wield silver into bullets and some targeting practice as well. Wouldn't hurt.
Sam glances towards his father and then back towards Dean.
SAM
What makes you think I want to?
JOHN
You're a Winchester son. You were…
SAM
Save the speeches dad, I've heard them a thousand times already. If you'd excuse me I think I'll go lay down.
Sam exits the kitchen. John and Dean exchange a concerned look. Dean shrugs.
DEAN
I was thinking I would start my own investigation soon.
John looks towards Dean with an arched eyebrow.
DEAN
Dad, I'm 18 years old. I know what I'm doing.
JOHN
I don't feel comfortable with you going off on your own yet Dean.
DEAN
I'm ready. Give me this chance. Let me prove it.
John shakes his head no.
DEAN
Come on! You taught me everything I know… dad, I'm ready. I mean, what's the worst that could happen? It's just a ghost.
INT. WINCHESTER FAMILY HOME- SAM'S BEDROOM
Sam lays on his bed. He closes his eyes.
FLASH CUT TO:
INT. LAWRENCE KANSAS HIGH SCHOOL- BOILER ROOM
A gloved hand reaches in and grabs an axe leaning against the wall.
FLASH CUT TO:
INT. LAWRENCE KANSAS HIGH SCHOOL- HALLWAYS
The axe swings back and forth as the man with the gloved hand continues walking through the halls. Whistling an eerie tune.
FLASH CUT TO:
INT. LAWRENCE KANSAS HIGH SCHOOL- HALLWAYS
The axe swings against the frame of a door looking in towards a full class room waiting for their teacher to return.
FLASH CUT TO:
INT. WINCHESTER FAMILY HOME- SAM'S BEDROOM
Sam gasps for breath as he is startled awake. He looks around. Nothing. Silence and tranquility.
JUMP CUT TO ACT ii:
INT. LAWRENCE KANSAS HIGH SCHOOL- HALLWAYS
Sam enters the school and looks around. Dean walks in behind him. Every student is dressed in a suit and tie and carrying an axe. CLOSE UP Sam's puzzled, Dean raises his eyebrows.
DEAN
Kind of makes you nostalgic of Halloween doesn't it?
Sam looks towards Dean, dumbfounded.
SAM
You knew about this?
Dean shakes his head and grins.
DEAN
Guess these guys worship Casper
SAM
You're telling me.
(serious)
What exactly is going on here Dean?
Mark walks up towards Sam, and places his hand on his shoulder.
MARK
There's the big guy. The most haunted one on of all.
SAM
Lay off alright.
Sam pushes forward, Mark shrugs and Dean grabs him by his shirt collar.
MARK
Hey what the hell-
DEAN
We have to talk.
Sam doesn't notice, Jaime approaches him.
JAIME
Hey
SAM
Hey?
Sam continues to walk through the halls ignoring her, he stops at his locker.
JAIME
So… you never did let me finish
Sam looks towards her, realizing.
SAM
Huh? Oh… you're… oh wow. Alright. Now it makes sense. Spook the relatively new guy routine huh?
JAIME
Oh, no… that's Mark. Personally I think he's a real jerk for what he said to you the other day.
Sam shakes his head ok and grabs a book from his locker and slams it into his backpack.
SAM
Great… pity.
JAIME
I never said that.
Sam stops, breathes out and looks towards her waiting.
SAM
Alright, what is it then?
JAIME
Look around.
SAM
I noticed… so?
JAIME
Don't you want to know why everyone is acting this way?
SAM
Truth?
Jaime shakes her head yes
SAM
No, not really… no. My life is already strange enough, as is.
JAIME
Well…
Sam
Let me guess, you're going to tell me anyway?
Jaime waits…
JAIME
You want me to or not?
Sam looks around and then back towards Jaime.
SAM
Fine.
She smiles.
JUMP CUT:
INT. LAWRENCE KANSAS HIGH SCHOOL- BATHROOM
Dean THROWS Mark up against the wall.
MARK
What's the big idea man!
Dean raises his eyebrows.
DEAN
That was my brother out there.
Mark looks around the bathroom, panicking.
MARK
Shit, man… we were just kidding around.
Dean shakes his head ok and grins.
Dean
I'm sure.
Dean slowly approaches Mark, sending him more into a nervous frenzy.
MARK
I'll stop alright… I'll…
Dean cracks a grin and pats Mark on the back.
DEAN
So, rumor is this school is haunted.
Dean walks away from Mark and leans against the counter.
MARK
Rumor?
Dean looks around and raises his eyebrows, curious.
DEAN
So, it's true?
MARK
Heck yah, it's true man..
DEAN
Alright, tell me. Who's this ghost anyways?
MARK
Ghosts. Around thirty years ago, one of the teachers here went crazy… you know what I mean?
DEAN
Continue.
MARK
Well, anyways… this guy… he goes crazy and starts chopping up every student that he could find… around two hundred people died that day. That's all I know.
DEAN
That's all you know?
MARK
I swear man, that's all.
Dean shakes his head ok.
DEAN
Well, in that case pleasure doing business with you…
Dean turns towards the door and is about to leave. He stops and glances back.
DEAN
Oh, and if I even hear you harassing my brother again. I'd suggest you pack your bags.
Mark gulps and shakes his head ok. Dean grins, shrugging.
DEAN
See, wasn't that hard was it?
Mark shakes his head no, sweating. Dean leaves. Mark breaths out leaning against the wall.
FADE TO:
INT. LAWRENCE KANSAS HIGH SCHOOL- HALLWAYS
Sam looks around the hallways, rattled.
SAM
Are you sure the guy used an axe?
JAIME
Positive. Why?
SAM
It's nothing… nothing at all.
JAIME
Are you sure? You seem a little tense.
SAM
I'm positive. I'll be fine alright?
JAIME
Alright.
SAM
Hey, I'm fine. I'll talk to you later ok?
Jaime shakes her head ok and they part ways.
INT. LAWRENCE KANSAS HIGH SCHOOL- COMPUTER LAB
Dean sits down at a computer and starts the internet. He enters in Searches: Lawrence Kansas High School murder. One match comes up: Horror High. Dean clicks on it.
HORROR HIGH
AXE THAT CRIES FOR SAFETY
Lawrence, Kansas- Today was an ordinary school day. Nothing out of the ordinary.
Dean scrolls down.
Mr. Phelps, suffering from psychological trauma was recently hired as the history teacher teaching courses ranging from World War II to the civil rights movement and dictators such as Napoleon Bonaparte. When the head principle of the school was questioned, he simply replied, "We were unaware of Mr. Phelps's mental status at the time. If we had known, we never would have hired him." Yet, in recent years the school's funds have been readily declining. Is it possible that in this dire time of need, a man willing to work for less pay was hired over a more suitable teacher? This was the argument brought up by one of the parents who had recently lost their 18 year old daughter to this tragic incident, "if we had known that the school was neglecting its duties, maybe our daughter would still be alive." Regardless, the massacre of Lawrence High School and the death of two-hundred and fifty students…
Dean scrolls down.
Phelps's also was among the casualties according to several eyewitness accounts. He turned the axe on himself, and he has never been heard of since. The coroners are still looking for a corpse.
FLASH CUT:
EXT. LAWRENCE KANSAS HIGH SCHOOL- WOODS
Sam and Jaime walk through the woods behind the school.
SAM
So, you come here often?
JAIME
Only on certain occasions.
Sam shakes his ok.
Sam
So, did you grow up around here?
Jaime shyly shakes her head yes.
JAIME
My mom, she… she went to school here also.
SAM
She did? That's cool.
JAIME
Not when you have a reputation to live down.
SAM
I know the feeling. So, what's your big family secret?
Jaime looks back towards the school and then back towards Sam.
JAIME
My mom's sister… she was, she was one of the…
SAM
I'm sorry.
JAIME
Sometimes I wonder if I'm cursed in some way.
Sam shakes his head in understanding.
SAM
A couple of months after I was born, something took my mom.
Jaime looks towards him, concerned.
JAIME
What was it?
Sam looks around then back towards her.
SAM
We never were able to figure that out. My father, he's still searching for an answer.
JAIME
So it's true?
Sam shakes his head yes.
SAM
I guess, in a weird way we're both "cursed."
JAIME
Do you think that…
(looks around)
It's true?... All of this? That he'll come back?
SAM
I… I don't know. But, you're safe. I promise, I won't let anything happen to you.
Jaime and Sam share a smile.
FADE TO:
EXT. LAWRENCE KANSAS HIGH SCHOOL- NIGHT (lynard skynard- simple kind of man)
October 30th…
Trees sway in the wind. A cold mist swishes around the woods. Owls chirping. A moon blaring from above.
INT. LAWRENCE KANSAS HIGH SCHOOL- HALLWAYS
Dean walks through the hallways carrying a portable recording device.
DEAN
Dean Winchester. Investigation of the Lawrence Kansas High School haunting day one, the case as has been reported was that every ten years Mr. Phelps returns to take another life and return to the grave. His corpse has never been recovered, and may very well be the reason for this over interactive haunting. For the two thus far recorded years, on the exact day, a student has died of mysterious circumstances.
FLASH CUT:
INT. LAWRENCE KANSAS HIGH SCHOOL- POOL AREA- FLASHBACK
A teenage guy SWIMMER enters the pool area and looks around. He's in his bathing suit and member of the swim team. CLOSE UP Mr. Phelps watches from the corner of the room, whistling swaying a bloody red axe back and forth. The Swimmer dives into the water, and we follow him. CLOSE UP feet kicking. Screaming. Blood oozes over the pool.
FLASH CUT:
INT. LAWRENCE KANSAS HIGH SCHOOL- TECH ROOM- NIGHT- FLASHBACK
A WOODWORKING student stays after school to finish up on a project, he was the only one in the room. He was using a razor blade. Eerie whistling gradually getting louder.
DEAN (V.O.)
One of these was a "framed" suicide.
CLOSE UP: Blood drips onto a plank of wood.
FLASH CUT:
INT. LAWRENCE KANSAS HIGH SCHOOL- HALLWAYS
Dean opens a door and begins to descend into a cellar.
INT. LAWRENCE KANSAS HIGH SCHOOL- CELLAR
Dean looks around the deserted, cobwebbed infested hell hole.
DEAN
Various objects scattered around here. Usage, hopefully not recent; no cold spots or creaking as of yet…
Dean stops and looks around. CREAK! SPLASH! CREAK! SPLASH!
DEAN
Hold on a second, yes I think I hear something.
Dean walks into the deserted hallway leading towards the pool area. CREAK! SPLASH!
DEAN
The noise, it's getting louder by the second. It's any guess of what exactly is causing it. Hopefully we'll get lucky.
Dean opens the door into the pool area.
INT. LAWRENCE KANSAS HIGH SCHOOL- POOL AREA
The corpse of the swimmer floats in the watery depths of the freezing water of the pool.
DEAN
I see something.
Dean slowly walks towards it, taking precaution.
DEAN
It looks like a grotesque body of some sort. Withered away, most likely dead. Victim number one, the first of the two.
Dean approaches the water and bends down to further inspect the corpse. He takes out a gun.
DEAN
Yep, definitely dead.
The corpse of the Swimmer COMES TO LIFE and GRABS at Dean. POW! A bullet accidentally misfires and SHOOTS straight through the Swimmer!
DEAN
Maybe not.
The swimmer WHISPERS into Dean's ear.
SWIMMER
Help me…
The simmer DISAPPEARS leaving behind a puddle of water. Dean stands up and dusts himself off.
DEAN
Well, this place is definitely haunted. No doubt about that.
Dean checks his watch.
DEAN
Shit! I will return tomorrow to hopefully find some more conclusive results.
FLASH CUT:
INT. LAWRENCE KANSAS HIGH SCHOOL- SECURITY ROOM
Security monitors play over and over… Dean with the gun… Bam!… break to STATIC.
FADE TO:
INT. LAWRENCE KANSAS HIGH SCHOOL- DEAN'S OFFICE
A man with balding hair and a permanent frown sits behind his desk with his arms folded. His name was KYLE MATTHEWS, he is the Dean of the School.
KYLE
John, your son here told me that he was hunting ghosts… you wouldn't happen to know anything about this now, would you?
PAN OUT: John and Dean sit facing the desk. John looks down towards his son.
JOHN
Night before Halloween.
(puts on a false smile)
You know how boys are. Meant nothing by it.
KYLE
Your son had a gun on him Mr. Winchester. That is a serious safety hazard to your son and the rest of the students around him.
JOHN
Are you implying that I…
KYLE
I don't know what to think of it at this moment of time. I don't intend to call homeland security however, your life has been tough on you enough… well, with your wife dying and all.
John begins to twinge, Dean holds his father's arm holding him down.
KYLE
Of course.
JOHN
So, what do you intend to do Mr. Matthews?
KYLE
I will give your son detention for the next three weeks, give him time to prove himself worthy to be a student at our fine institute.
DEAN
Fine institute? Ha, it's a public high school.
John shoots his son a look, Dean shrugs.
KYLE
That's the exact behavior that gets you into the type of trouble your in.
DEAN
So, you're fine that you have a ghost here?
KYLE
Ghost? My boy, what ghost could that possibly be?
DEAN
Tell me something. How long have you been working here?
KYLE
Around fifty years now, why?
John cups his hand around his face, exasperated.
JOHN
Dean, that's enough.
DEAN
Not yet, does the name Phelps ring a bell?
KYLE
Not that I can recall.
DEAN
Hmm, that's odd. You'd think a principle who has been here for… what… fifty years? Would remember a teacher that went all Jack Nicholson thirty years ago.
KYLE
I have no idea what you are talking about.
DEAN
I think that about covers it.
Dean stands up and leaves. John breathes out and looks around the room. He notices a picture of Kyle and a woman.
JOHN
That's a beautiful wife you have there.
KYLE
That's my daughter.
John shakes his head ok.
KYLE
You need to teach your son how to properly function in this world John. I fear he may be already headed down the wrong path.
JOHN
Trust me, I will do everything in my power to make sure my son sees fit.
Kyle stands up, John follows. Kyle extends his hand and John takes it.
KYLE
Pleasure meeting you Mr. Winchester
JOHN
Same here, and sorry about my son's behavior.
KYLE
Don't fret. I've dealt with my own share.
John leaves. Kyle sits down and looks around the office. He nods his head, job successful.
EXT. LAWRENCE KANSAS HIGH SCHOOL- PARKING LOT
Dean throws his backpack into the back of the Impala. John walks out. Dean looks towards him with an arched eyebrow.
JOHN
I told you…
DEAN
To never go on my own hunt, I know.
JOHN
You completely went against an order Dean.
DEAN
Don't you?
JOHN
That's different.
DEAN
Yeah? How so?
JOHN
Because I'm you father God Damn it!
John slams the trunk shut, stops, breathes out and looks around.
DEAN
You don't trust me… you never will.
Dean takes out his keys.
JOHN
It's not that Dean.
Dean looks towards his father skeptical.
JOHN
I don't want you to get hurt.
DEAN
And I won't. You trained me, remember. I learned from the best. Nothing could ever happen to me.
JOHN
I just don't want to lose you, like I lost your mother.
DEAN
I can take care of myself dad… I'm 18 years old.
JOHN
That's too young son, in a couple of years you might be ready to go off on your own.
DEAN
You know what, I don't have to stand around here listening to this same old lecture again dad.
Dean enters the Impala and starts it up. The Impala pulls out of the parking lot and drives off. John looks around, he breathes out. Lost battle.
INT. LAWRENCE KANSAS HIGH SCHOOL- POOL AREA
Freshmen swim laps in the pool. The bell rings and the GYM COACH looks around.
GYM COACH
Alright men, go into the locker rooms and change.
The freshmen exit the pool, Mark is the last to get out.
GYM COACH
You were awfully slow today Mark. Is something bothering you?
MARK
Me? Nope, nothing coach. Just felt like something was grabbing at me in the water that's all.
The coach laughs.
GYM COACH
It's the time of the season, just don't let it get to you.
Mark shakes his head ok.
MARK
It's not.
GYM COACH
Yeah sure. Go on in and change before I have to write you another pass.
Mark shakes his head ok.
FADE TO:
INT. LAWRENCE KANSAS HIGH SCHOOL- MALE LOCKER ROOM
Mark puts his shirt one, he was the last person in the locker room. The bell rings.
MARK
Shit.
Mark walks towards the exit, and attempts to open the door. Stuck.
MARK
Come on guy's this isn't funny. You know I can't be late again.
Mark breathes out.
MARK
You can cut it alright… man, did somebody just fart? It smells in here. Real bad.
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INT. LAWRENCE KANSAS HIGH SCHOOL- GYM HALLWAYS
The hallways are empty. No students around.
MARK (O.S.)
You know what? I'll go find another way out of this dump.
JUMP CUT:
INT. LAWRENCE KANSAS HIGH SCHOOL- MALE SHOWER ROOM
The shower heads turn on… one by one… a dark fog coming up from the gutters below. Mark walks in.
MARK
There's gotta be an exit around here somewhere.
ANGLE DOWN: The water forms to spell the words HELP ME. Mark finds another door. Locked.
MARK
Man! You gotta be freakin' kidding me!
JUMP CUT:
INT. LAWRENCE KANSAS HIGH SCHOOL- HISTORY CLASS
A TEACHER writes notes onto a chalkboard. Sam sits in the front of the class staring out the window. MARK SCREAMS. Sam looks around, frightened. Jaime looks towards him.
JAIME
Are you ok?
SAM
Yeah, just thought I heard something… that's all.
JUMP CUT:
INT. LAWRENCE KANSAS HIGH SCHOOL- MALE LOCKER ROOM
Mark leans against a locker. Breathing. Sweat drips down his forehead. He peeks around the locker. Nothing. Mark laughs. The laughter echoes back. Eerie whistling begins to increase in volume as the swinging axe nears its prey.
PHELPS (O.S.)
Look who's laughing now.
MARK
I don't know what your talking about man.
PHELPS (O.S.)
You will.
Mark runs off towards a farther set of lockers.
MARK
What do you want?
PHELPS (O.S.)
Revenge.
SLAM! SLAM! SLAM! Lockers slam open and shut. Mark is stuck in the middle. SLAM! Lockers opening and shutting all around him. SLAM! SWING! CRUNCH! A sound of an axe swinging in the cold air mist of the locker room.
MARK
I don't even know you.
PHELPS (O.S.)
That's what they all say.
SLAM! Mark realizes.
MARK
Oh shit…
Mark takes off running towards the exit. He bangs on the door.
MARK
Somebody! Somebody! Please let me out of here! Come on!
(quiet and hopeless)
Open the door.
JUMP CUT:
EXT. LAWRENCE ROADS
The Impala shoots through the wind. Blasting Lynard Skynard's Don't Ask me Questions.
INT. IMPALA
Dean looks into the rearview mirror. He looks down towards the steering wheel and shakes his head ok. It's time to be a man. Dean spins the steering wheel.
EXT. LAWRENCE ROADS
The Impala makes a fast u-turn as it heads back towards the school.
JUMP CUT:
INT. LAWRENCE KANSAS HIGH SCHOOL- HISTORY CLASS
Sam stares into space… sweat dripping down his face, breathing hard.
JUMP CUT:
INT. LAWRENCE KANSAS HIGH SCHOOL- MALE LOCKER ROOM
CLOSE UP: an axe swings in pure darkness as a man in a looming trench coat slowly walks towards Mark. Mark crouches in the back of the room.
MARK
Please… no…
CLOSER! CLOSER! The axe swings wildly as it nears its prey…
JUMP CUT:
INT. LAWRENCE KANSAS HIGH SCHOOL- HISTORY CLASS
Sam begins to twitch…
SAM
No! No! Get away! No!
JUMP CUT:
INT. LAWRENCE KANSAS HIGH SCHOOL- MALE LOCKER ROOM
CLOSE UP: Mark looks up towards the figure hovering above him. The shadow of the axe straight above his forehead… tears begin to fall down his eyes.
MARK
No!
JUMP CUT:
INT. LAWRENCE KANSAS HIGH SCHOOL- HISTORY CLASS
Sam breathes hard, twitching…
SAM
No… get away… get away!
POV. SAM
The ceiling above begins to shake… tiles moving from place to place and THUMP! The tiles plummet to the ground. Sam anxiously looks down towards them… FLASH CUTS DRAW CLOSER TO THE WORDS OF THE TILES… HELP ME. Sam stares in disbelief. SLAM! A history text book hits Sam's desk. He jumps.
POV. NORMAL
Sam looks up towards the teacher looming over him.
TEACHER
Sam… wake up… what's wrong?
Sam looks around the class room of nervous students. Sam looks down towards the ground… the tiles are gone. Sam looks back up towards his teacher, frightened.
SAM
Nothing… nothing at all.
The teacher shakes his head ok and faces the class.
TEACHER
Now if you can all turn to page 67, we can begin.
Sam looks towards Jaime.
JAIME
Sam, what is it?
SAM
I… I don't know.
FADE TO:
EXT. LAWRENCE KANSAS HIGH SCHOOL- FRONT ENTRANCE- NIGHT
Ambulances and cop cars are parked along the school. Police officers talk to students, dotting down notes. PAN AROUND TO THE BACK OF AN AMBULANCE Dean and Sam lean against the ambulance.
SAM
Dean what happened in there?
DEAN
He came back.
Sam looks towards Dean confused.
DEAN
This school is haunted Sam. Most schools are, but their principles or deans, in this case, or too skeptical to do anything about it.
SAM
Why didn't you tell dad?
DEAN
I did. He wouldn't listen to me. Phelps finally got his third victim, just another ten years until someone else dies.
SAM
There's been others?
DEAN
Many
SAM
Is there any way to stop him?
Dean looks towards Sam, raises his eyebrows and grins.
DEAN
Thought you'd never ask.
EXT. LAWRENCE KANSAS HIGH SCHOOL- PARKING LOT- NIGHT
Dean opens the trunk of the Chevy Impala, inside are all assortments of armed weaponry. He pulls out a knife and a lighter. Sam looks around.
SAM
Are you sure this is necessary?
DEAN
You do want to kill this thing right?
Sam reluctantly shakes his head yes.
DEAN
Well, only thing we can do is burn the corpse.
Sam looks towards the ambulance surprised.
DEAN
Not that corpse… the body of Phelps, the killer. It's still inside. Coroners have never found it. We find his corpse, we destroy it. Esto presto no more ghost. So, are you with me or not?
SAM
Yes.
DEAN
Good.
Dean walks towards the back entrance of the school. Sam remains. Dean looks back towards him.
DEAN
What are you waiting for? Come on.
Sam shakes his head ok and follows Dean into the school. The doors close behind them. As they enter the school.
INT. LAWRENCE KANSAS HIGH SCHOOL- HALLWAYS
Dean wanders through and picks up a pay phone. He puts quarters into it and dials 911.
DEAN (to PHONE)
Yes… I'm reporting a murder suspect fleeing the area of Lawrence Kansas High School. He's heading down Washington Parkway right now, he's in the small log cabin on the immediate right… my pleasure.
Sam looks towards Dean, curious.
SAM
What was that for?
JUMP CUT:
EXT. LAWRENCE KANSAS HIGH SCHOOL- FRONT ENTRANCE- NIGHT
All of the cop cars drive away. One ambulance remains as they finish loading Mark's corpse.
JUMP CUT:
INT. LAWRENCE KANSAS HIGH SCHOOL- HALLWAYS
The lights turn off. The building was now unoccupied.
DEAN
Fake 911 phone calls, always worth the fifty cents.
Sam laughs and grins.
DEAN
So, come on… we have a ghost to hunt.
Sam and Dean walk through the dark hallways and the hunt begins. Darkness. Lights SHINE through, coming from two low powered flashlights.
SAM
Are you sure he will even come back?
DEAN
Positive.
SAM
I mean, this guy… he did what he wanted to do right? So accordingly he would only come back in ten years.
Dean turns towards Sam and raises his eyebrow
DEAN
Your point?
Sam breathes out and looks around
SAM
I think we're too late
Dean shakes his head no
DEAN
We find his corpse, we destroy it. It's over.
Sam looks towards Dean
SAM
Alright where is it?
Dean bites his lower lip
DEAN
I don't know… yet
Sam breathes out and nods his head.
SAM
I suggest we split up.
DEAN
Huh?
SAM
If we split up, we'll find it faster.
Dean thinks, nods his head. Sam begins to walk away.
DEAN
Hey, Sammy-
Sam stops, frowns and turns back towards Dean. Dean tosses him a walkie-talkie
DEAN
Be careful man.
Sam nods his head and walks off in the opposite direction. Dean looks around.
DEAN
Come on out you freakin' bastard… you want another one, I'm wide open!
Dean walks forward. SQUEEK, Dean stops and grins.
DEAN
That's what I'm talking about.
SQUEEK… SQUEEK… SQUEEK… One by one every locker lining the hallway opens. The windows SNAP open simultaneously allowing rapid currents to flow in. Dean frowns.
DEAN
Man!
Dean walks forward, step by step, pushing against the rushing currents.
INT. LAWRENCE KANSAS HIGH SCHOOL- LIBRARY
Sam enters the dark quiet library and looks around. No one… SLIP a book falls from a cart.
SAM
Anybody here?
Sam slowly walks towards the book, bends down to examine it… the pages begin to rapidly flip open, written in blood on each page are the words HELP ME. ANGLE UP CLOSE UP of Sam looking down towards the book. Behind him are hundreds of pale GHOST STUDENTS.
JUMP CUT:
INT. LAWRENCE KANSAS HIGH SCHOOL- HALLWAYS
Dean has made it halfway through. The lights turn on, one by one. Dean grins.
DEAN
Can't run, can't hide Phelps.
VOICE
Help me…
Dean stops and cautiously looks into the glass panels on a door. Staring back towards him through the reflection is a grotesque freshman guy with blood dripping down his half unattached neck. Dean quickly looks away.
JUMP CUT:
INT. LAWRENCE KANSAS HIGH SCHOOL- LIBRARY
Sam backs away from the approaching ghost students. BUMP! He comes to a dead end. The ghost students stop, surrounding him.
GHOST STUDENTS
Help me… help me… help me…
The ghost students point towards a door swinging in the wind.
GHOST STUDENTS
There…
Sam nervously approaches the creaking door.
INT. LAWRENCE KANSAS HIGH SCHOOL- HALLWAYS
Dean looks to his left, to see the wood working room. He takes out a paper clip and picks the lock, slowly opens the door.
INT. LAWRENCE KANSAS HIGH SCHOOL- WOOD WORKING ROOM
Dean looks around: resting wood, saws and other tools quietly staying in their put away locations. Empty. Quiet. Alone.
DEAN
The first victim.
Instantly all of the machines turn on! BEEP… Dean jumps, relaxes and equips his walkie-talkie
SAM (O.S.)
I think I'm on Phelp's trail.
Dean looks around
DEAN
Where are you?
SAM (O.S.)
I'm approaching the basement… the cellar to be exact.
DEAN
Alright, wait there- I'll come for you.
Dean takes off, running out of the room.
SAM (O.S.)
It might be a trap.
INT. LAWRENCE KANSAS HIGH SCHOOL- BASEMENT
Sam stops in front of the cellar door.
DEAN (O.S.)
How so?
Sam looks around encircling him is a blanket of fog.
SAM
Let's just say I'm getting some help.
EERIE WHISTLING
INT. LAWRENCE KANSAS HIGH SCHOOL- HALLWAYS
Dean runs through the halls, gusts of wind rush towards him, doors and lockers open and slam shut. Dean pushes ahead. Eerie whistling, Dean equips his walkie-talkie.
DEAN
Sam, what's going on?
PHELPS (O.S.)
You're not supposed to be down here.
BANG! CRASH!
SAM (O.S.)
Whoah!
DEAN
Sam! Are you ok? Sam!
Dean stops at the end of the hall. The stairs, Dean runs towards them and goes down towards the basement.
INT. LAWRENCE KANSAS HIGH SCHOOL- BASEMENT
Dean looks around. No one
DEAN
Where are you!
Sam groans… Dean rushes into the cellar.
INT. LAWRENCE KANSAS HIGH SCHOOL- CELLAR
Sam leans against the wall, rubbing his injured arm.
SAM
What took you so long?
DEAN
I had a brief bash with Mother Nature…
Sam nods his head and looks around, glancing towards the ground.
DEAN
You ok?
Sam shrugs, looking towards Dean grinning
SAM
Had better days.
Dean rolls his eyes and nods
DEAN
Where is he?
Sam casually looks into the pool room…
SAM
In there…
Dean looks towards Sam, cautious
DEAN
You feeling alright Sammy?
SAM
I say we find this thing, and get out of here.
Dean slowly enters into the pool room. Sam grins, CLOSE UP on his bleeding hand grabbing an axe leaning against the wall.
INT. LAWRENCE KANSAS HIGH SCHOOL- POOL AREA (lynard skynard- give me back my bullets)
Dean stops at the edge of the pool. He looks into the reflection on the ripples of the water.
DEAN
Only problem is…
Dean looks towards Sam
DEAN
You're not my brother.
Sam and Dean lunge towards each other and they plummet into the water! CLOSE UP of Sam grinning.
INT. LAWRENCE KANSAS HIGH SCHOOL- POOL AREA- WATER
Sam GRABS Dean around his throat, grappling on. Dean struggles for air, he kicks behind his back. Sam is knocked back. Dean gasps for breath, looks behind his back. POW! Sam punches Dean hard, knocking Dean down against the tiles. Sam grins as he swims towards the surface. CLOSE UP Dean's eyes open.
TRANSFER TO:
INT. LAWRENCE KANSAS HIGH SCHOOL- POOL AREA
Sam climbs out of the water.
SAM
Think you can destroy me? I can't die… I can never die. That's the bliss of being immortal.
Dean swims back up and holds onto the edge on the opposite side of the pool.
DEAN
Immortal huh?
Dean takes a knife out of his pocket, looks towards it.
DEAN
Sorry I have to do this.
Dean THROWS the knife towards Sam; it PLUNGES straight into his knee! Sam screams in agony as he grasps the knife.
SAM
Damn it!
Dean climbs out of the water and takes off into the adjoining locker room. Sam looks up towards Dean, frowning… a black vapor begins to come off of Sam's body. The vapor remains hovering as Sam drops to the ground. The vapor builds up to form into Phelps!
INT. LAWRENCE KANSAS HIGH SCHOOL- LOCKER ROOMS
Dean runs through the locker room hallways, pain courses through.
GHOST STUDENTS (O.S.)
This way… This way… This way…
Dean stops in the shower room and the camera encircles him. Phelps stands behind Dean holding the axe up over his head. Dean dives to the floor, slipping on the wet tiles. THUMP! The axe hits the ground… breaking tiles away. Dean quickly attempts to get back up, his hands continuously slipping. SHH! SHH! SHH! Water begins to spray out of the shower heads one by one. Phelps laughs.
PHELPS
Class is in session.
DEAN
Not for long
Dean gets back up and runs off, slipping and sliding on his way. Phelps walks after him. Dean hides behind a locker as Phelps enters into the room.
PHELPS
As I told you, I'm immortal
DEAN
You meant for this to happen.
Phelps shrugs
PHELPS
You read up on stories, you read the news… it's all laid out in black text lettering. If I do this and this, I will forever be infamous. And look- it worked, perfectly. Heck, I even have my own holiday.
DEAN
You're not going to get away with this
PHELPS
I have for more than thirty years.
A pale ghost hand reaches out of a locker and grabs Dean by the arm… A BLINDING WHITE LIGHT ENCOMPASSES THE SCREEN.
POV. GHOST
The camera flies through as we access a wall with a crack running down the middle.
POV. NORMAL
DEAN
Tonight it ends.
Dean takes off running, Phelps spots him. SWISH! Phelps hauls the axe towards Dean; Dean quickly dodges out of the way. And just like a boomerang the axe comes rocketing back towards Phelps. Phelps grabs it and continues after Dean. Dean notices the wall with the crack.
DEAN
I'll give you one thing Phelps.
Dean kicks repeatedly at the wall.
DEAN
You're not that good of a handy man!
CRASH! The tiles crash to the ground. Dean enters into the hidden room. Inside lying against the ground is Phelps' skeleton, with the axe still lunged in his head. Dean takes out the lighter, lights it and tosses it onto the skeleton and it begins to burn into ashes. Phelps looks down towards his flesh as it begins to rot away and turn to ash!
PHELPS
No!
Phelps lunges towards Dean swinging the axe wildly. Dean runs off and ghost students fill the void between them.
PHELPS
No! No!
The ghost students walk closer and closer towards Phelps… blocking him… Phelps continues to rot away into ash. CLOSE UP Dean thinks for a second and glances behind his back. The ghost students were gone; lying against the tiles was now a pile of black ash. Dean grins as he exits the locker room, heading back towards…
INT. LAWRENCE KANSAS HIGH SCHOOL- POOL AREA
Sam lies against the ground. He looks towards his bleeding knee.
SAM
What happened?
Dean looks towards him, raises his eyebrow.
SAM
Oh… that bad huh?
Dean shrugs
DEAN
I've seen better days.
Sam looks towards Dean confused.
FADE TO:
INT. 67' CHEVY IMPALA (lynard skynard- sweet home alabama)
Dean rides Shotgun, Sam looks out the window. Dean glances over towards Sam, but decides not to say anything. He continues to drive.
SAM (O.S.)
I am not my father's son. I was never like my older brother, Dean, he could pick up and head off to wherever his own life and our dad would take him.
INT. LAWRENCE KANSAS HIGH SCHOOL- LOCKER ROOM
The camera pans through the locker room as we draw nearer and nearer to the black pile of ash.
SAM (O.S.)
I never got accustomed to it. Dead spirits, things that go bump in the night. Our father raised us to be warriors, fighting for his covenant to a mother I hardly remember.
EXT. WINCHESTER FAMILY HOME- SUNNY DAY
A moving truck is parked outside. Sam and Dean help their father load the truck.
SAM (O.S.)
I have always been a black sheep, never fitting in.
Jaime approaches them. Sam notices.
SAM
Hey
JAIME
Hey
Dean looks towards them, grins and continues alone.
JAMIE
I just wanted to thank you- for all that you did for us.
Sam shrugs
JAMIE
It took real courage. I'm proud of you… will we ever see each other again?
Sam shakes his head no
SAM
I don't think so
Jamie nods her head ok. They kiss.
JAMIE
Well, I… I have to be going.
Sam attempts to get a word out…
SAM
Bye
Jamie leaves. Dean glances over towards a smiling Sam. He laughs patting his younger brother on the back.
DEAN
You sly dog
Sam smiles laughing and gets into the back seat of the truck. Dean gets into the passenger seat. The moving truck drives off, the red sunlight reflecting onto the truck.
SAM (O.S.)
Where am I in life? I don't know. Who am I? I don't know. But, what I do know is that I fall somewhere in the middle.
FADE TO:
EXT. STANFORD- ADMISSION OFFICE
Zoom into a window of an office to see a…
SAM (O.S.)
I want to help people, free the innocent and convict the guilty. All of my life…
INT. STANFORD- ADMISSION OFFICE
Male guidance councilor reading over a college essay, impressed. The paper belongs to Sam Winchester.
SAM (O.S.)
The only place I felt true comfort was with my friends and in school knowing that I am the master of my own destiny.
EXT. LAWRENCE KANSAS HIGH SCHOOL- SUN SETTING
HIGH ANGLE SHOT of the school resting below, isolated, danger was gone. Tranquil.
SAM (O.S.)
Knowing that it is never too late to have a life that I can finally call my own.
FADE TO BLACK