Supernatural is solely the genius creation of Eric Kripke. However in a dream reality I would spend my days writing Supernatural scripts. So Eric, if you're reading, I'm available!
MOVIDA NIGHT CLUB - NIGHT
An blonde girl exits the restroom. MELANIE TANNER. She's wasted. She moves unsteadily through the dancing crowd towards her girl-friend at the bar.
She's sensitive to the flashing lights and the loud music. She's had enough. She tugs on her friends arm. "Hey, time to go."
But CHELSEA doesn't want to go home yet. "Here, take my keys."
"What? Why, what about you? How are you going to get home?"
Chelsea grins wickedly and motions to the cute guy on the other side of the bar. "Don't worry about me. I'll be fine. I've got some unfinished business to take care of."
PARKING BAY -
Propping up against the car for support, Melanie struggles to get the keys in the door. "Come on." She drops the keys. "Shit."
She bends down to get them. Bad idea. Her head spins. "Whoa." She rests her head against the car.
BUS -
A group of rowdy teens sit at the back. They whistle as Melanie walks down the aisle. She nervously tugs at her short skirt. She sits at the front. To be safe.
Melanie wakes up. The bus is now empty. She rubs her neck and wonders how long she's been asleep for. She looks out the window. She doesn't recognise where she is.
"Did we pass Ashland already?"
The bus driver doesn't answer. He keeps on driving. He doesn't even look at her. He stares straight ahead.
Now she's scared. "Hey! Stop the bus!"
He turns to her. She SCREAMS. His eyes are missing. In their place are two black holes. She screams again.
The bus smashes through the bridge and plunges into the lake. Sinking into the darkness. Drowning out her piercing scream.