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DARE

Written by

Gianna Jackson

Draft 10/11/12

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OVER BLACK:

GREG Do you believe in ghosts?

FREDDY Of course not.

FADE IN:

No way.

ANDREA

EXT. HOUSE - DAY

ANDREA, 16, FREDDY, 17, and GREG, 17, stand in front of a house. Freddy glances at Andrea and Greg. Andrea notices.

ANDREA Are you scared?

Freddy scoffs.

FREDDY Of course not.

Greg and Andrea look at each other and laugh.

GREG Look, it’s only four minutes in the middle of the day.

Freddy nods. Greg takes out his cellphone and starts a timer.

GREG (CONT’D)

Okay. Go.

Freddy walks toward the house.

ANDREA How is he even suppose to get in?

GREG I told you, this place is condemned but it’s never locked up.

Freddy reaches the front door and grabs the door knob. He glances back and opens the door. Greg looks at Andrea.

GREG (CONT’D) There’s never been a reason to keep people out.

2.

INT. HOUSE - DAY

Freddy walks down a hallway towards the kitchen and spots a door. Freddy opens the door and peers into the darkness. A dark shadow appears behind him.

EXT. HOUSE - DAY

Andrea looks at the timer on Greg’s phone.

ANDREA He’s got to go up to the second floor, right? To the nursery?

GREG Yeah. Or what use to be the nursery.

INT. HOUSE - HALLWAY - DAY

Freddy walks up the stairs. The wooden floor boards CREAK underneath his feet.

ANDREA (V.O.) Did they really find a woman and her child dead in the closet?

Freddy walks towards a door at the end of the hallway.

GREG (V.O) They say that she killed herself and her kid in that room.

Freddy reaches the doorway. He takes a deep breath and pushes the door open.

EXT. HOUSE - DAY

Andrea rolls her eyes.

ANDREA So, what? People think this place is haunted because a woman killed her kid and herself in a room?

Greg looks at her.

3.

GREG When she killed herself, she already had two other kids who died of mysterious causes. Each a year apart, in that same room.

Andrea folds her arms.

ANDREA I’m not Freddy. You’re not gonna bait me with all that American Horror Story crap.

INT. HOUSE - BEDROOM - DAY

Freddy stands in the center of the room. He looks around at the walls. A small table rests upside down in the corner. Freddy notices an ajar closet door by a window.

The floor CREAKS behind him. Freddy turns and pulls out a cellphone. He looks at the clock on the lock screen.

WHISPERS and HUMS echo from inside of the closet. The door slams shut and SHAKES.

EXT. HOUSE - DAY

A timer on Greg’s cellphone BEEPS.

ANDREA Huh. I thought for sure he wouldn’t last the entire four minutes.

GREG Yeah, I know.

INT. HOUSE - DAY

Freddy runs down the hallway towards the staircase. The WHISPERS grow louder.

Freddy runs down the stairs and jumps down the last three steps. He falls to the floor. The WHISPERS turn into a deep, unidentifiable voice.

VOICE (V.O.) Quiet or you’ll wake my baby.

Freddy crawls backwards towards the door. The floor boards CREAK. Freddy’s eyes grow wide.

4.

VOICE (V.O.) GET OUT! GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!

EXT. HOUSE - DAY

Andrea and Greg spot Freddy run towards them.

ANDREA How was it?

Out of breath, Freddy looks at her and shakes his head.

GREG You look like you’ve seen a ghost.

FREDDY Next time, you’re going in there.

Andrea and Greg turn.

ANDREA It was just a dare.

GREG Yeah. Couldn’t have been that bad.

Freddy looks back at the house. The front door CREAKS shut.

FADE OUT: