MAGDA You're scaring him, Udo. UDO Open this damned door. Magda sweeps Cyril into her arms. She whisks him down the hallinto his bedroom.INT. BEDROOM - NIGHTMagda pulls the door closed. Puts out the light. Pulls her soninto her arms. Lending and stealing comfort.KNOCK! KNOCK! The noise creeps into the house. Down the hall.Into the room.Magda rocks her son. Soothing him. Humming the first few barsof
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.He calms. The humming turns to hushed words. A cracked whisper.MAGDA ...utichli ptaci, usina raj; sedimespolu, sero nas hali, pisnicko zazneja hudbo-CRACK! The front door is torn off it's hinges. Magda pushes Cyrilinto the closet, following him closely.STOMP. STOMP. He's coming. Closer. Closer.The door to the bedroom swings open. Light fills the room. Udo'sboots cast a dancing shadow under the doorway.Mother and son squeeze each other tightly.Suddenly, Udo's shadow vanishes.Aching moments pass quietly. Fearful. Hushed. Hopeful. Nothing,but the WHIRRING of the wind outside.Magda signals for Cyril to stay put. Reluctantly, he lets goas she exits the closet.The bedroom is empty. Only wooden toys and hand-knittedsweaters.She eases out into the hall. Into the kitchen. She grabs a knife.Her legs weak with fear. She stumbles into the main room. Nosign of Udo just the invading wind.The cracked front before her.