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　　CHRIS
　　Wait--
　　
　　MISSY
　　Sink! Now!
　　
　　TING TING……
　　
　　Chris’ hand has compulsively scratched open the arm of the chair. His hand stops. His mouth drops and eyes open， frozen.
　　
　　FLASHBACK - INT. SMALL APARTMENT - NIGHT
　　
　　……TING TING.
　　
　　Suddenly， 11-year-old Chris falls through the bed and floor.
　　
　　END FLASHBACK.
　　
　　INT. DARKNESS
　　
　　Terror. Chris， 26 again， breathes fast but falls in slow motion though darkness as if through water.
　　
　　TING TING. TING TING.
　　
　　He flails towards a pitch black abyss. He’s illuminated by the fading blue flicker of a large downward facing TV-like screen. On it Missy sits Speaking to him and clinking her teacup.
　　
　　Missy’s voice is everywhere.
　　
　　MISSY
　　Good. Good. Sink. Sink.
　　
　　PRESENT DAY - INT. MISSY’S OFFICE. NIGHT
　　
　　Chris’ body sits in his chair motionless. He can’t move. His eyes are wide open， staring strait at Missy.
　　
　　INT. DARKNESS
　　
　　Chris continues to slowly fall backwards. Missy approaches on the screen above him. It shows what his eyes are seeing.
　　
　　CHRIS
　　No! NO!!! I’m done! Bring me back! Please!!!!
　　
　　There is no response. Chris cries. Eventually he slows down and comes to a stop. He lands feet first on a soft ground. This place sounds like it’s crawling with insects. He looks
　　up. He can still see the screen above but it is far away， like the mouth of a deep and expansive well.
　　
　　CHRIS （CONT’D）
　　Mrs. Armitage!!!
　　
　　On the screen， Missy stands. She walks towards Chris’ body and looks down at him through his own eyes.
　　
　　MISSY
　　Now you are in the Sunken Place.
　　
　　Missy reaches towards the screen and shuts his eyelids. The abyss goes almost completely dark. Now he’s alone in the dark. He cries in terror.
　　
　　Chris hears a DEEP HULKING BREATHING in the darkness.
　　
　　CHRIS
　　（whispering）
　　Something’s down here……
　　
　　No response.
　　
　　CHRIS （CONT’D）
　　（whispering）
　　Bring me back. Bring me back. Bring me back. Bring me back……
　　
　　In the darkness， the SOUND OF HOOVES CRUNCHING ON SOFT GROUND approaches.
　　
　　THUNK THUNK. THUNK THUNK.
　　
　　CHRIS （CONT’D）
　　Bring me back. Bring me back. Bring me back.
　　
　　The sounds get louder and louder.
　　
　　THUNK THUNK. THUNK THUNK.
　　
　　An antlered thing emerges from the shadow. It’s head is that of a deer， but with the flesh stripped off and with mostly its skull exposed.
　　
　　CHRIS （CONT’D）
　　No!
　　
　　Its eyes glow and flicker faint blue in its sockets. It MOANS A WRONG SOUNDING MOAN; in hateful anguish. It charges Chris……
　　
　　THUNK THUNK. THUNK THUNK. THUNK THUNK.
　　
　　The bloody deer impales Chris on its antlers. They both MOAN.
　　
　　INT. ROSE’S BEDROOM - DAWN
　　
　　Chris wakes up with a start in Rose’s bed sweaty and heaving.
　　He’s alone and confused. Bad dream？ Headache.
　　
　　The SHOWER RUNS inside Rose’s bathroom. SHE HUMS.
　　
　　DING DING
　　
　　He’s gotten a message. It’s a picture of Rod pretending to pour beer in Sid’s mouth. Chris smiles. The batteries are low. He plugs his phone in and puts it on the dresser.
　　
　　EXT. BACKYARD - DAWN
　　
　　It’s Golden hour. Beautiful. Chris walks through the yard to the edge of the forest with his camera.
　　
　　Chris keeps walking. He looks through a long-zoom lens into the wilderness. He sees a bird and snaps a picture.
　　
　　He turns to the house. Georgina can be seen through an upstairs window knitting. He raises his camera. She’s beautiful. She stands and begins to remove her wig. Then as if aware she’s being watched， she turns towards him. Chris turns away， taking a picture in another direction. He glances back at the window. Georgina is gone.
　　
　　BANG. A sparrow slams against the gazebo and falls to the ground. Startling Chris.
　　
　　CHRIS
　　Damn.
　　
　　He turns away and is startled even more by Walter smiling serenely at him about 50 feet away in the yard. Embarrassed， Chris gathers himself. He walks towards Walter.
　　
　　CHRIS （CONT’D）
　　What’s up？
　　
　　No response.