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　　MISSY （O.S.）
　　Why do you think he ran？
　　
　　JEREMY （O.S.）
　　Rose gave it away.
　　
　　ROSE （O.S.）
　　He already knew.
　　
　　MISSY （O.S.）
　　Take him to the games room. Jeremy， get the legs. Dean， help him.
　　
　　JEREMY
　　I can take him alone.
　　
　　MISSY （O.S.）
　　No. We’ve already damaged him enough. Dean， please.
　　
　　Chris continues to fall slowly further from the screen above which continues to show his body’s POV as it is being lifted by Dean and Jeremy and carried out of the room.
　　
　　CHRIS
　　Rose!？ No， no， no， no. Shit， shit……
　　
　　DEAN
　　You’re going to drop him.
　　
　　JEREMY
　　No I’m not.
　　
　　MISSY （O.S.）
　　Be careful what you say， everyone. He can hear every word.
　　
　　CHRIS
　　Rose!!!!
　　
　　ROSE （O.S.）
　　It doesn’t matter any more does it？
　　
　　A DOOR CREAKS open. Chris’ body is taken downstairs into the darkness. The screen in the abyss goes dark.
　　
　　CHRIS
　　No!! Help!!! Help!!!!! Help!!!!!!
　　
　　Chris sinks， his screams are enveloped by the pitch back.
　　
　　INT. AIRPORT - SECURITY CHECK - DAY
　　
　　Rod sits by the bag x-ray but stares into space distracted by thought. GARY （40） a condescending supervisor snaps his fingers in Rod’s face.
　　
　　GARY
　　Hey…… two strikes. Go take 10; get it together.
　　
　　EXT. AIRPORT - DEPARTURES TERMINAL - DAY
　　
　　Rod smokes a cigarette and dials Chris.
　　
　　CHRIS’ VOICEMAIL MESSAGE （V.O.）
　　It’s Chris. I’m away from my phone or I just don’t want to talk to you.
　　
　　ROD
　　Sup？ Making sure you good. I thought you were coming back yesterday， so hopefully you home
　　already and just sleeping or some shit. Aiight. Let me know.
　　
　　INT. CHRIS’ LIVING ROOM - NIGHT
　　
　　Rod opens the door. Sid wags his tail hungrily.
　　
　　INT. CHRIS’ KITCHEN - LATER
　　
　　Rod opens dog food while he calls Chris.
　　
　　CHRIS’ VOICEMAIL MESSAGE （V.O.）
　　Hey， it’s Chris. I’m away from my phone or I just don’t want to talk to--
　　
　　Rod hangs up. He places Sid’s bowl down. Sid doesn’t eat.
　　Instead Sid looks back up at Rod and WHINES.
　　
　　ROD
　　Yeah…… me too.
　　
　　INT. CHRIS’ LIVING ROOM - LATER
　　
　　Rod sits at Chris’ desk in front of his laptop. Sid sits on Rod’s lap. Rod types “Andre Hayworth” into the search engine.
　　Images of Andre come up.
　　
　　Rod finds an article entitled: “What Happened to Andre Hayworth？” under in bold “Brooklyn Native Goes Missing In Evergreen Hallow.”
　　
　　Rod’s eyes go wide.
　　
　　ROD
　　Oh shit.
　　
　　INT. GAMES ROOM - LATER
　　
　　Chris wakes up with a bump on his head. In front of Chris， a deer’s head is mounted above an old-school floor-standing television. Behind him， a goat’s head is mounted under a
　　taxidermy owl， wings spread.
　　
　　His arms and legs fastened to a leather upholstered chair in the middle of a small dark room full of board games.
　　
　　Chris pulls at the straps that bind his arms and legs.
　　
　　CHRIS
　　Hey. Hey!!!! Rose!!!!
　　
　　Chris tries to gnaw at the harnesses， but they are too thick.
　　
　　CHRIS （CONT’D）
　　Oh shit. Oh shit. Oh fuck. Oh shit. The fuck？!？!! Y’all are psycho!？ Is that it？ Let me out of this chair.
　　
　　Chris looks around.
　　
　　CHRIS （CONT’D）
　　People know I’m here. I told a bunch of people where I was going! You don’t know me!!! You don’t know me!!!! Hey! Hey!! Hey!!!!!
　　
　　The television screen turns on. Chris watches intently. The image of deer walking through woods comes on. The words “YOU’VE GOT A FRIEND by James Taylor” comes up as the song
　　starts to PLAY. It’s a forest-themed karaoke video.
　　
　　Chris is confused. He tries to slip out of the binds again drawing blood on his wrists.