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EXT. FOREST - MANSION - NIGHT

SUPER the legend: "ARKLAY MOUNTAINS, OUTSKIRTS OF RACCOON CITY, COLORADO. MAY 11, 10:45 P.M."

Large and ominous looking with half of the windows ablaze, the mansion is surrounded by a dense forest and is bathed in eerie moonlight.

The mansion and its large front yard are contained behind tall, sturdy looking iron gates. A sign in fancy letters is curved out of metal on it: SPENCER ESTATE.

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INT. LABORATORY - LOBBY - NIGHT

Everything is colored white. Generic windows are spread around the walls. There is no view behind them, just offices and meeting rooms. Huge double doors are at the back.

People in lab coats and business suits are walking back and forth, carrying briefcases and manilla folders.

AN ELEVATOR, next to the reception desk opens and A MAN in a business suit enters. He is middle aged and his name is JOHN CARSON

John walks past A FEMALE RECEPTIONIST.

RECEPTIONIST

Good morning, Doctor Carson.

JOHN

Hello, Sandy. Tell the

staff not to expect me

at dinner. I shall be

in my office, catching

up on my work.

RECEPTIONIST

Certainly.

John nods and continues on his way.

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INT. MANSION - DINING ROOM - NIGHT

Extremely long, with a gigantic balcony that circles the the entire room at the top. The décor is done in a marriage, of sorts, of medieval and victorian styles, complete with a fireplace, elaborate paintings and an ancient grandfather clock. Dark forest can be seen through the large windows.

A GROUP OF ABOUT SEVENTY PEOPLE, all dressed semi casually, are sitting around a long, fancy table dining on gourmet food from expensive silverware.

FIVE MEN DRESSED AS BUTLERS are walking around the diners, placing oysters and crackers with caviar from silver trays to the people's plates.

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INT. LABORATORY - OFFICE

Another white room. It does not look like a typical office. It is filled with unknown gadgets and vials with suspicious green gel.

John is sitting behind a table with an ultra modern computer, talking on the phone. All the while he is looking at a framed picture of him hugging A BEAUTIFUL ASIAN WOMAN, in her MID-TWENTIES.

JOHN

Ada, I know I promised to

be back tonight, but I can't.

We took a few blood samples

from her and the Ebola

concentration is too high.

What? No. Yes... Sure. Listen,

I'll get home in two weeks and

we'll sort it out then. Now---

The automatic door slides open and SOMEONE enters.

JOHN

(surprised)

What the?!

(back into the phone)

Listen, Ada. I'll call you

back in a few minutes.

(he hangs up)

What are you doing here?

You---

Before he has a chance to finish the sentence, the person zaps him with a taser.

John, with his eyes wide open from shock, falls from the chair, knocking over the picture. As he lays on the floor, violent convulsions overwhelm him.

The assailant turns his attention to a glass case full of vials with green gel.

The assailant sees a safety mask lying on a table. He quickly puts it on.

Then, he smashes the glass case with the butt of the stun gun. With vials broken, the green gel begins to ooze on the floor.

The assailant quickly exits the room, as John lies on the ground, convulsing.

JOHN

(delirious)

Ada... Ada...

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INT. LABORATORY - HALLWAY

Everyone goes around their business.

A WOMAN approaches A MAN.

WOMAN

Do you smell something?

MAN

What do you mean?

DISGUSTED EXCLAMATIONS are heard. ANOTHER MAN pushes his way passed the crowd of onlookers. He is very pale and is scratching himself everywhere.

The Scratching Man approaches The Woman.

SCRATCHING MAN

Help... Please... The itch...

The Scratching Man begins retching. He is vomiting blood and puss.

MAN

My god, it's the T-Virus!!

All at once, the lights fade. People begin to scream. Then, the lights come on again, only red this time.

FEMALE COMPUTER VOICE

(o.s.)

Warning. Biohazard contamination

detected. Emergency Lever... A.

WOMAN 2

My arms!!

She begins to scratch her arms. Other do that as well. Some begin to crouch, others vomit blood.

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INT. MANSION - DINING ROOM - NIGHT

The lights here are red as well. The diners stand up in confusion. The butlers drop their trays in confusion.

FEMALE COMPUTER VOICE

(o.s.)

Automatic lock system has

been confirmed. All doors

will be locked for...

Fourteen Days... For

quarantine purposes.

A CLICKING sound is heard.

Two men run to the double doors at the back. Man 1 tries the lock.

MAN 1

I can't open it!

Man 2

What is happening?

A Butler tries a door on the side of the wall by the fireplace.

BUTLER

Locked as well!!

WOMAN

No... This can't be...

People start to panic. They run amok, spilling food on the floor and throwing dishes off the table. Then, they begin scratching, coughing and vomiting blood and pus.

The Woman that spoke to the Butler stands out from the rest. She is not in panic, except that she is terrified. She backs away, shaking.

A man crawls up to her caked with his own vomit and puss He is coughing blood.

MAN

Help... Me... It hurts...

So itchy...

His blood stained hand grabs her dress. The Woman SCREAMS in terror.

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EXT. FOREST - MANSION - NIGHT.

As The Woman's scream echoes through the dark woods, the mansion's lights dim and go out, leaving it looking dark, foreboding, and pretty much dead.