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(Crystal)
CRYSTAL: It had been a long time since I had returned to the house. If it
were up to me, I would have never gone back. But with the
recent disappearance of my brother-in-law, Bernard, I was left
with no choice.
CRYSTAL: Walking into the old house I felt the familiar chill shoot down
my spine just as it had always done when I was young. As a
child I could never quite put my feelings about the house into
words. Though now I knew. It was fear. (BEAT) I had always
known there was something unusual about my childhood home,
though I had never quite known just what it was. Until now.
CRYSTAL: I could only assume that it had been Callie’s doing. She wanted
to preserve everything she could about our mother. There was
no doubt she had locked it to keep the twins out. (BEAT)
Thankfully, I remembered the key hidden under the floorboards
just outside the room, an old secret I had learned as a child.
CRYSTAL: I began to search through her room for things to keep and
things to sell. However, in the midst of my tidy up, I stumbled
upon a notebook left wide open on her bedside table. The
handwriting was scruffy, almost impossible to read, as though
she had rushed to get it written. I had never remembered my
mother being, much of a writer, so I picked it up out of pure
curiosity. As I began to read, I realised it wasn’t just a letter, it
was a confession. A suicide note.
(Dorothy)
(Crystal)
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CRYSTAL: Callie woke up the next morning after the argument to find our
mother and father dead at the bottom of the stairs. In a panic,
she called me, she was screaming and crying, begging me to
come home.
CRYSTAL: Callie’s story was sad and simple. She died building the very
thing that killed her son. (BEAT) I wasn’t able to find anything
that recounted the exact tale of my sister’s demise. However,
when searching through the house, I discovered a diary in the
twins’ room. A diary that belonged to Alice Blythe. Callie’s
daughter. She wrote it the day that her brother died.
(Alice, Austin)
ALICE: Me and Austin were playing the dares game. Until he dared me
to climb Mummy’s tree. I didn’t want to. I knew it was
dangerous. I didn’t want to tell him but I was scared.
ALICE: It wasn’t his fault. The wind picked up and he couldn’t hold on
any longer. I saw him fly off of the swing and land in the sea. I
tried to call out to him to see if he was ok. When I looked over
the edge, I could see his body floating on the water and I
screamed.
ALICE: Daddy heard me, and he started yelling a lot. He asked me what
happened but I couldn’t talk. I think he would have pushed me
off the cliff too if I didn’t run away. (BEAT) He locked me in
our bedroom. All of Austin’s things are here. But Austin isn’t. I
miss him already.
(Crystal)
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CRYSTAL: After seeing the house in this state and finding out exactly what
had happened to each of my family members, I couldn’t bring
myself to sell it. The stories, the history of my family- our
family. It’s all here. (BEAT) I never wanted you to see this
place. It’s not safe for anyone here. I’m sorry I never told you
all this before. I wanted to protect you from the things no one
had ever protected me from. But if you’re reading this, it means
I’m not around to protect you anymore.
CRYSTAL: Alice?