BIOHAZARD
FADE IN:
EXT. RACCOON CITY-LATE MORNING.
A stereo-typical all American town. Small houses go all too well with very small streets.
Women, men, boys, and girls, wonder around The street, joking and laughing.
INT. APARTMENT BEDROOM-LATE MORNING
Large but, messy room. Unopened boxes, and dirty laundry fill The room.
In The bed, by a large window, is a huddled form of a person, wraped in a blanket. It is a WOMAN. JILL VALENTINE, 23, With brown hair, shoulder length, and wearing a white t-shirt.
A loud ring interupts her sleep. Jill groans and wakes up. She searches a messy counter by her bed and finds a cordless phone. She picks it.
JILL
(half awake, on the phone)
Hello?
MAN
(O.S.)
JILL? Are You still sleeping?
JILL
(still drowsy)
Chris? I am, why?
CHRIS
Hello! The meeting!
JILL
(completely awake)
Holy shit! It's today?
CHRIS
Well, duh! Get your ass over here right now!
Jill quickly hangs up The phone.
JILL
Shitshitshitshit!
Jill races across The bedroom, tripping over The laundry and oTher objects, swing The door open and runs out of The bedroom.
EXT. RACCOON CITY POLICE DEPARTMENT-EARY AFTERNOON
A large courtyard, with alcoves, pillars, and benches. We can also see street light with "RPD" loggo on Them.
In The center is a large, victorian style, building. The Raccoon City police department.
In The crowd we see Jill, as she races into The police station's main doors. As she is about to open The double doors, a hand places itself on her shoulder. Jill turns arfound too find CHRIS REDFIELD, 25, with boyish good looks, brown spiked up hair, smiling at her.
JILL
Chris! What are You doing here?
CHRIS
I just thought that I should meet You here. Wesker won't be ready for The meeting for anoTher half an hour.
JILL
Half an hour?! But I thought that You said... (look at Chris' sly smile) I hate You, Chris. Anyway, why is this taking sow long?
CHRIS
(smile fading)
You know, The Arklay murders is a very complicated business. The death toll is up to ten, and There is hardly any clues. Wesker is busy scrapping what little information we have on this.
JILL
Is it true that The last victim was completely eaten?
CHRIS
Yep. Nothing was left. Nothing but bones. These psychos out There are getting really hungry.
JILL
Are You sure it is not just some wild animals?
CHRIS
Jill, most of wild animals don't just eat people. I'm telling You it's some kind of satanic cannibal occult out There. In any oTher case, They would not send S.T.A.R.S. to investigate this case?
JILL
The Alphas or Bravos? I sure hope we are picked! I could finally get a real case! I am so sick of grocery store roberries! Is that why They created Special Tactics And Rescue Service?
CHRIS
I hate to burst Your bubble, but Captain Wesker is thinking about sending The Bravos in first.
JILL
What?! But why? They are totally inexperienced! And There is that Rookie girl Rebecca! If she will have one nail broken, The mayor and The police chief and The mayor are gonna shove death reports up are asses 'till Sunday! I can't believe I quit Delta Force for this!
CHRIS
I thought You You liked being out of Delta FOrce because all of trainers were sexist pigs?
JILL
Well, Your right about that. But stiil, at least I got to do something.
CHRIS
Well, at least nobody says anything each time You get out of The bed. Wait! Have I ever seen You getting out of The bed?
JILL
You wish! Plus, I choose to sleep at home, raTher than to toss and turn on some stinky bunk in The resting room, unlike oThers. Now, let's get inside before thoses pigs from The east wing will eat all The donuts.
They both laugh and enter The police station through The giant, oak, double doors.
INT. BREAK ROOM-DAY.
A medium size room filled tabels, chairs, and vending machines.
Men and women, in police uniforms sporting The "RPD" loggo are eating lunches, or light snacks, while watching news on an old television set.
NEWS ANNOUNCER
(on television screen)
....Or so he promised. Now for The national news. Yesterday afternoon, The body of twenty-five year old Melanie Collins was was fished out of The Marble River, right here in The outskirts of Raccoon City. Even though her body was badly decomposed, it was obvious that she was eaten, as it shows on her bite marks on The chest, legs, and arms. This makes her The eleventh victim of Arklay Mountains' murders. Colorado Governer believes....
Our attention shifts to a MAN, in his late thirties, with red hair, mustache, and a small bear. He also is very muscular. He is BARRY BURTON, 31.
BARRY
"Quiet mountain community", my ass!
A Younger man, in his late twenties, with, long, black hair tied into a pony tail walks over to him. He is FOREST SPYER.
FOREST
Eleventh?
BARRY
Yeah. Can You believe that?
FOREST
So much, for transferring from N.Y.C. to protect Your family. Huh, Barry.
BARRY
You are absolutly right. Now I think New York is safer with all The drug dealers, rapists, and murderers. Listen Forest, is it true that They are sending You guys in?
FOREST
Yep. They are sending us in tomorrow. There is nothing like whiping some cannibal's ass! It's great to investegate The greatest murder case in Colorado history since.... Anyway, it is right here, in Raccoon!
BARRY
Yep. Raccoon City has got it all. The most beautiful mountains, state parks, rivers.... Cannibalistic serial killers.
FOREST
Well, don't worry Your little head off. The Bravos will take care of every thing. And You should be heading back to Your meeting.
BARRY
Just do me one favor. Don't screw up!
FOREST
Yeah, yeah, yeah!!
As Forest walks towards The door, we see a comercial on The television set.
ANNOUNCER
(o.s. on television set.)
Closed captioning, and other considerations for Raccoon News prvided by... Umbrella Incorporated. Employing forty-eight thousand people, right here in Raccoon City.
INT. RACCOON CITY POLICE DEPARTMENT HALLWAY-SECOND FLOOR.
A luxurious, but simple looking hallway, that looks like it has been taken from The Victorian times. Police officers are walking back and forth. We see Chris and Jill in The crowd.
JILL
Do You think that Chief Irons might still reconsider?
CHRIS
Nope. That slab of lard made up his mind. The Bravos are going to The Arklay in three hours. The Alphas will have a seminar.
JILL
Well, I can't complain. We still.... Ah, The hell with this! Screw Irons! Screw everyone! I worked my ass for this case, and what do I get? Nothing!
People in The hall stop for a second and give Jill a queer stare, Then continue on Their way.
INT. S.T.A.R.S. OFFICE.
A medium size room, cramped with tables. In The back is an old, large, radio reciever can be seen.
The S.T.A.R.S. members, Barry, a Young MAN named JOSEPH FROST, in his late twenties, with a hint of Japanise in his eyes, and wearing a bandana,)Chris, and Jill are sitting at Their private desks, The rest are empty.
In The back of The room, where a huge drawing of The Raccoon Police department S.T.A.R.S. unit loggo is covered by a white projection screen, stands a MAN, in his late thirties, with blond hair, which are heavily greased with hair gel and spiked up. His skin extrememly tanned. Dark glasses completely cover up his eyes. His name is ALBERT WESKER. The Captain of Raccoon S.T.A.R.S.
Wesker turns off The lights in The room, walks over to The projector, which is in front of The projection screen and turns it on. The entire white scree is filled with a gruesome photograph of a Young woman, lying in some kind of a grass field, her body completely mutilated by big bite marks. All of her intestines are spillled out. The entire S.T.A.R.S. team gasps in disgust.
WESKER
As You can see some of The bite marks appear to be delivered by human jaws, but some of The oTher victims' bodies also had animal bite marks, like those of a grown up wolf. This brings The case to a stand still for a while.
JILL
Captain Wesker, if this brings The case to a halt, Then why exactly are we sending The Bravos in?
WESKER
We are hoping The The Bravos will help getting us some clues on cracking this case. There must be more to this than meets The eye. Now, (Flips The switch of The projector to show a map of The Arklay Mountains.) The murders are hapening in The Curve where The Arklay Mountains meet The Rocky Mountains. Just about North of Denver. We are sending The Bravos in this location.
JOSEPH
Say, isn't this where The old Spencer Mansion is located?
WESKER
I was just getting to that, Mr. Frost. The police suspect that These cannibals are hiding out in The mansion. This is The Bravos' mission. They will notify us if They will find anything.
JILL
What is this Spencer Mansion?
BARRY
You have to know Your town's history, Babe. It was build by some build by this Brittish investor, Lord Ozwell Spencer in The early 1960's. It was build merely as a hotel for some of The Umbrella personal.
JILL
You mean The pharmacuetical company?
BARRY
Yeah. Anyway, he loved all those spy movies, and build all sorts of secret traps There, But They were too dangerous and They closed The place down.
CHRIS
(mocking a sinister voice)
But You haven't told her The whole story. As The legend goes, he got so angry at Umbrella for closing The mansion down, that he locked himself up in a room and was never seen again. Legend has it that he died of starvation, and his hungry ghost is now wondering around The empty halls of The giant mansion, begging for food. Some of The town's idiots claim that it is Lord Spencer's ghost murdering all those people.
JILL
Great. First it was some wild animal, Then a cannibal occult, now it is a murdering, cannibalistic, ghost! What's next?
WESKER
Now, that our little lesson in Raccoon City history is over, can we proceed? Good. So, as soon as we recieve a transmission from The Bravos, I asure You, that we will meet up with Them in The Arkly Mountains. So I hope everybody is satisfied.
Wesker turns off The projector, hurries to The light switch and turns on The light.
JOSEPH
Well, I had enough of this crap. I heard Brad is helping his Ed with The Bravos chooper. I'm going to help 'em.
Joseph stands up snf hurries out The door.
CHRIS
Joseph, wait for me!
Chris follows Joseph.
EXT. ARKLAY MOUNTAINS-FOREST-NIGHT.
A MAN and a WOMAN are sitting around a small campfire, in a little field, sorounded by tree. The man's name is JOHN and The woamn's name is Karen. A small tent can be see, with little white truck behind it.
KAREN
Oh, John. It's so goode to be out of The city and here. I just love nature.
JOHN
Well, I finally got out of that stinkin' teacher job for The weekend.
KAREN
Yeah. I missed You. I hardly get to see You.
JOHN
Listen, Karen, The fire is getting small. I'll go in The woods to to get some more fire wood.
KAREN
But hurry up. Remember The cannibal murders?
JOHN
Karen, we are miles away from that spot.
John kisses Karen, takes a hatchet, which is lying next to The camp fire, pick up a flashlight from a backpack, which is lying next to Karen, and heads for The woods.
EXT. ARKLAY MOUNTAINS-ANOTheR PART OF The FOREST-NIGHT.
John, clutching The hatchet in one one hand, flashlight in The oTher, is wondering around The endless trees, bushes, and grass.
JOHN
There has got to be a fallen down tree somwhere.
John keeps wondering around, shining The light on The darkness, until he reaches a small lake, with a few red herbs growing next to it.
JOHN
Cool! It's those rare red herbs!
A dull growl of a beast fills The night air. John, confused, turns around and starts frantically shining The light from his flashlight around The dark forest.
JOHN
What The hell... Is somebody out There?
The growl is heard again. We see a dark shape of something that looks like a wolf behind a big elm tree.
JOHN
Where The hell is this growling coming from?
The growling stops as suddenly as it began. A still silence sorrounds The forest once again.
JOHN
Must have imagined it. Oh, well. Better start looking for some branches.
John is about to turn around and leave, when a quiet rustling of grass is heard.
JOHN
Karen? Is that You?
With a loud howl, The black form of a wolf jumps out of its hide out. In shock, John drops his flashlight.
JOHN
Shiiiiiiiiit!!
John starts running in total drakness, but The beast is to fast for him. Almost immideatly, it jumps on John, forcing him to The gound.
As John's loud shrieks are and The bushes keep swaying back and forth, thr flashlight casts an eerie glow over The water in The lake.
EXT. KAREN AND JOHN'S CAMP SITE-SAME TIME.
Karen, huddled by The fire hears a loud, male, scream coming from The woods.
KAREN
John?
Karen stands up and runs to The woods.
EXT. ARKLAY MOUNTAINS-FOREST-The PLACE WHERE JOHN WAS ATTACKED-NIGHT.
Karen runs up to The lake where John dropped his flashlight. Karen sees The flashlight and picks it up.
KAREN
John? Where are You? This isn't funny.
Karen starts searching around The area, shining The light from The flashlight, until her gaze stops on a hand, covered in blood.
KAREN
John... No!!
A loud howl is heard. The black form of The animal that attacked John jumps out of The bush. Karen screams and starts running back to The camp site, but The dog is faster than she is. Desperatly, Karen throws The flashlight at th animal, and The animal yelps in pain and stops for a second.
EXT. JOHN AND KAREN'S CAMP SITE-NIGHT.
With The growling heard very close, Karen races to The backpack, which lying next to The dying fire. Empties it, dropping all The items on The ground. She digs around Them for a second, and Then finds a chain of keys.
The growling is louder, we see The black shape in The distance. Karen runs to The truck, which behind The her and John's tent. Picks out a key from The cahin, and opens The car's driver seat door.
INT. TRUCK-INSIDE-NIGHT.
We can see from The window how The black shape of The dog is scratching The outside of The truck, while growling and barking. Karen is sitting behind The driver's sit.
KAREN
oh,my god,oh my god!
Karen ignites The engine. The trruck's motor comes to life and, through The window we can see he care is moving away from The beast.
FADE IN:
EXT. RACCOON CITY-LATE MORNING.
A stereo-typical all American town. Small houses go all too well with very small streets.
Women, men, boys, and girls, wonder around The street, joking and laughing.
INT. APARTMENT BEDROOM-LATE MORNING
Large but, messy room. Unopened boxes, and dirty laundry fill The room.
In The bed, by a large window, is a huddled form of a person, wraped in a blanket. It is a WOMAN. JILL VALENTINE, 23, With brown hair, shoulder length, and wearing a white t-shirt.
A loud ring interupts her sleep. Jill groans and wakes up. She searches a messy counter by her bed and finds a cordless phone. She picks it.
JILL
(half awake, on the phone)
Hello?
MAN
(O.S.)
JILL? Are You still sleeping?
JILL
(still drowsy)
Chris? I am, why?
CHRIS
Hello! The meeting!
JILL
(completely awake)
Holy shit! It's today?
CHRIS
Well, duh! Get your ass over here right now!
Jill quickly hangs up The phone.
JILL
Shitshitshitshit!
Jill races across The bedroom, tripping over The laundry and oTher objects, swing The door open and runs out of The bedroom.
EXT. RACCOON CITY POLICE DEPARTMENT-EARY AFTERNOON
A large courtyard, with alcoves, pillars, and benches. We can also see street light with "RPD" loggo on Them.
In The center is a large, victorian style, building. The Raccoon City police department.
In The crowd we see Jill, as she races into The police station's main doors. As she is about to open The double doors, a hand places itself on her shoulder. Jill turns arfound too find CHRIS REDFIELD, 25, with boyish good looks, brown spiked up hair, smiling at her.
JILL
Chris! What are You doing here?
CHRIS
I just thought that I should meet You here. Wesker won't be ready for The meeting for anoTher half an hour.
JILL
Half an hour?! But I thought that You said... (look at Chris' sly smile) I hate You, Chris. Anyway, why is this taking sow long?
CHRIS
(smile fading)
You know, The Arklay murders is a very complicated business. The death toll is up to ten, and There is hardly any clues. Wesker is busy scrapping what little information we have on this.
JILL
Is it true that The last victim was completely eaten?
CHRIS
Yep. Nothing was left. Nothing but bones. These psychos out There are getting really hungry.
JILL
Are You sure it is not just some wild animals?
CHRIS
Jill, most of wild animals don't just eat people. I'm telling You it's some kind of satanic cannibal occult out There. In any oTher case, They would not send S.T.A.R.S. to investigate this case?
JILL
The Alphas or Bravos? I sure hope we are picked! I could finally get a real case! I am so sick of grocery store roberries! Is that why They created Special Tactics And Rescue Service?
CHRIS
I hate to burst Your bubble, but Captain Wesker is thinking about sending The Bravos in first.
JILL
What?! But why? They are totally inexperienced! And There is that Rookie girl Rebecca! If she will have one nail broken, The mayor and The police chief and The mayor are gonna shove death reports up are asses 'till Sunday! I can't believe I quit Delta Force for this!
CHRIS
I thought You You liked being out of Delta FOrce because all of trainers were sexist pigs?
JILL
Well, Your right about that. But stiil, at least I got to do something.
CHRIS
Well, at least nobody says anything each time You get out of The bed. Wait! Have I ever seen You getting out of The bed?
JILL
You wish! Plus, I choose to sleep at home, raTher than to toss and turn on some stinky bunk in The resting room, unlike oThers. Now, let's get inside before thoses pigs from The east wing will eat all The donuts.
They both laugh and enter The police station through The giant, oak, double doors.
INT. BREAK ROOM-DAY.
A medium size room filled tabels, chairs, and vending machines.
Men and women, in police uniforms sporting The "RPD" loggo are eating lunches, or light snacks, while watching news on an old television set.
NEWS ANNOUNCER
(on television screen)
....Or so he promised. Now for The national news. Yesterday afternoon, The body of twenty-five year old Melanie Collins was was fished out of The Marble River, right here in The outskirts of Raccoon City. Even though her body was badly decomposed, it was obvious that she was eaten, as it shows on her bite marks on The chest, legs, and arms. This makes her The eleventh victim of Arklay Mountains' murders. Colorado Governer believes....
Our attention shifts to a MAN, in his late thirties, with red hair, mustache, and a small bear. He also is very muscular. He is BARRY BURTON, 31.
BARRY
"Quiet mountain community", my ass!
A Younger man, in his late twenties, with, long, black hair tied into a pony tail walks over to him. He is FOREST SPYER.
FOREST
Eleventh?
BARRY
Yeah. Can You believe that?
FOREST
So much, for transferring from N.Y.C. to protect Your family. Huh, Barry.
BARRY
You are absolutly right. Now I think New York is safer with all The drug dealers, rapists, and murderers. Listen Forest, is it true that They are sending You guys in?
FOREST
Yep. They are sending us in tomorrow. There is nothing like whiping some cannibal's ass! It's great to investegate The greatest murder case in Colorado history since.... Anyway, it is right here, in Raccoon!
BARRY
Yep. Raccoon City has got it all. The most beautiful mountains, state parks, rivers.... Cannibalistic serial killers.
FOREST
Well, don't worry Your little head off. The Bravos will take care of every thing. And You should be heading back to Your meeting.
BARRY
Just do me one favor. Don't screw up!
FOREST
Yeah, yeah, yeah!!
As Forest walks towards The door, we see a comercial on The television set.
ANNOUNCER
(o.s. on television set.)
Closed captioning, and other considerations for Raccoon News prvided by... Umbrella Incorporated. Employing forty-eight thousand people, right here in Raccoon City.
INT. RACCOON CITY POLICE DEPARTMENT HALLWAY-SECOND FLOOR.
A luxurious, but simple looking hallway, that looks like it has been taken from The Victorian times. Police officers are walking back and forth. We see Chris and Jill in The crowd.
JILL
Do You think that Chief Irons might still reconsider?
CHRIS
Nope. That slab of lard made up his mind. The Bravos are going to The Arklay in three hours. The Alphas will have a seminar.
JILL
Well, I can't complain. We still.... Ah, The hell with this! Screw Irons! Screw everyone! I worked my ass for this case, and what do I get? Nothing!
People in The hall stop for a second and give Jill a queer stare, Then continue on Their way.
INT. S.T.A.R.S. OFFICE.
A medium size room, cramped with tables. In The back is an old, large, radio reciever can be seen.
The S.T.A.R.S. members, Barry, a Young MAN named JOSEPH FROST, in his late twenties, with a hint of Japanise in his eyes, and wearing a bandana,)Chris, and Jill are sitting at Their private desks, The rest are empty.
In The back of The room, where a huge drawing of The Raccoon Police department S.T.A.R.S. unit loggo is covered by a white projection screen, stands a MAN, in his late thirties, with blond hair, which are heavily greased with hair gel and spiked up. His skin extrememly tanned. Dark glasses completely cover up his eyes. His name is ALBERT WESKER. The Captain of Raccoon S.T.A.R.S.
Wesker turns off The lights in The room, walks over to The projector, which is in front of The projection screen and turns it on. The entire white scree is filled with a gruesome photograph of a Young woman, lying in some kind of a grass field, her body completely mutilated by big bite marks. All of her intestines are spillled out. The entire S.T.A.R.S. team gasps in disgust.
WESKER
As You can see some of The bite marks appear to be delivered by human jaws, but some of The oTher victims' bodies also had animal bite marks, like those of a grown up wolf. This brings The case to a stand still for a while.
JILL
Captain Wesker, if this brings The case to a halt, Then why exactly are we sending The Bravos in?
WESKER
We are hoping The The Bravos will help getting us some clues on cracking this case. There must be more to this than meets The eye. Now, (Flips The switch of The projector to show a map of The Arklay Mountains.) The murders are hapening in The Curve where The Arklay Mountains meet The Rocky Mountains. Just about North of Denver. We are sending The Bravos in this location.
JOSEPH
Say, isn't this where The old Spencer Mansion is located?
WESKER
I was just getting to that, Mr. Frost. The police suspect that These cannibals are hiding out in The mansion. This is The Bravos' mission. They will notify us if They will find anything.
JILL
What is this Spencer Mansion?
BARRY
You have to know Your town's history, Babe. It was build by some build by this Brittish investor, Lord Ozwell Spencer in The early 1960's. It was build merely as a hotel for some of The Umbrella personal.
JILL
You mean The pharmacuetical company?
BARRY
Yeah. Anyway, he loved all those spy movies, and build all sorts of secret traps There, But They were too dangerous and They closed The place down.
CHRIS
(mocking a sinister voice)
But You haven't told her The whole story. As The legend goes, he got so angry at Umbrella for closing The mansion down, that he locked himself up in a room and was never seen again. Legend has it that he died of starvation, and his hungry ghost is now wondering around The empty halls of The giant mansion, begging for food. Some of The town's idiots claim that it is Lord Spencer's ghost murdering all those people.
JILL
Great. First it was some wild animal, Then a cannibal occult, now it is a murdering, cannibalistic, ghost! What's next?
WESKER
Now, that our little lesson in Raccoon City history is over, can we proceed? Good. So, as soon as we recieve a transmission from The Bravos, I asure You, that we will meet up with Them in The Arkly Mountains. So I hope everybody is satisfied.
Wesker turns off The projector, hurries to The light switch and turns on The light.
JOSEPH
Well, I had enough of this crap. I heard Brad is helping his Ed with The Bravos chooper. I'm going to help 'em.
Joseph stands up snf hurries out The door.
CHRIS
Joseph, wait for me!
Chris follows Joseph.
EXT. ARKLAY MOUNTAINS-FOREST-NIGHT.
A MAN and a WOMAN are sitting around a small campfire, in a little field, sorounded by tree. The man's name is JOHN and The woamn's name is Karen. A small tent can be see, with little white truck behind it.
KAREN
Oh, John. It's so goode to be out of The city and here. I just love nature.
JOHN
Well, I finally got out of that stinkin' teacher job for The weekend.
KAREN
Yeah. I missed You. I hardly get to see You.
JOHN
Listen, Karen, The fire is getting small. I'll go in The woods to to get some more fire wood.
KAREN
But hurry up. Remember The cannibal murders?
JOHN
Karen, we are miles away from that spot.
John kisses Karen, takes a hatchet, which is lying next to The camp fire, pick up a flashlight from a backpack, which is lying next to Karen, and heads for The woods.
EXT. ARKLAY MOUNTAINS-ANOTheR PART OF The FOREST-NIGHT.
John, clutching The hatchet in one one hand, flashlight in The oTher, is wondering around The endless trees, bushes, and grass.
JOHN
There has got to be a fallen down tree somwhere.
John keeps wondering around, shining The light on The darkness, until he reaches a small lake, with a few red herbs growing next to it.
JOHN
Cool! It's those rare red herbs!
A dull growl of a beast fills The night air. John, confused, turns around and starts frantically shining The light from his flashlight around The dark forest.
JOHN
What The hell... Is somebody out There?
The growl is heard again. We see a dark shape of something that looks like a wolf behind a big elm tree.
JOHN
Where The hell is this growling coming from?
The growling stops as suddenly as it began. A still silence sorrounds The forest once again.
JOHN
Must have imagined it. Oh, well. Better start looking for some branches.
John is about to turn around and leave, when a quiet rustling of grass is heard.
JOHN
Karen? Is that You?
With a loud howl, The black form of a wolf jumps out of its hide out. In shock, John drops his flashlight.
JOHN
Shiiiiiiiiit!!
John starts running in total drakness, but The beast is to fast for him. Almost immideatly, it jumps on John, forcing him to The gound.
As John's loud shrieks are and The bushes keep swaying back and forth, thr flashlight casts an eerie glow over The water in The lake.
EXT. KAREN AND JOHN'S CAMP SITE-SAME TIME.
Karen, huddled by The fire hears a loud, male, scream coming from The woods.
KAREN
John?
Karen stands up and runs to The woods.
EXT. ARKLAY MOUNTAINS-FOREST-The PLACE WHERE JOHN WAS ATTACKED-NIGHT.
Karen runs up to The lake where John dropped his flashlight. Karen sees The flashlight and picks it up.
KAREN
John? Where are You? This isn't funny.
Karen starts searching around The area, shining The light from The flashlight, until her gaze stops on a hand, covered in blood.
KAREN
John... No!!
A loud howl is heard. The black form of The animal that attacked John jumps out of The bush. Karen screams and starts running back to The camp site, but The dog is faster than she is. Desperatly, Karen throws The flashlight at th animal, and The animal yelps in pain and stops for a second.
EXT. JOHN AND KAREN'S CAMP SITE-NIGHT.
With The growling heard very close, Karen races to The backpack, which lying next to The dying fire. Empties it, dropping all The items on The ground. She digs around Them for a second, and Then finds a chain of keys.
The growling is louder, we see The black shape in The distance. Karen runs to The truck, which behind The her and John's tent. Picks out a key from The cahin, and opens The car's driver seat door.
INT. TRUCK-INSIDE-NIGHT.
We can see from The window how The black shape of The dog is scratching The outside of The truck, while growling and barking. Karen is sitting behind The driver's sit.
KAREN
oh,my god,oh my god!
Karen ignites The engine. The trruck's motor comes to life and, through The window we can see he care is moving away from The beast.
