INT.

BELA'S FLAT - DAY

A brightly coloured room filled with plush animals and

streaks of pink and yellow, a hyper clean, meticulously
ordered hub of all things childish and innocent, with photos
of family, old pets and faded memories, with a scrupled up,
slightly dirty dog leash oddly and slobbishly thrown over her
bed side table.

BELA is a small but sturdy woman, with big rosy cheeks.

dressed in pink pastel coloured trousers with a loose fitting
white tee, and neatly placed silver locket around her neck.
She walks toward her shoe rack and picks out a nice set of
devilishly white trainers.picking them up with two hands, one
tucked into the soles and the other supporting them from
below. She gently places the trainers on her chair before
picking one up and putting it on, as she ties the laces of
her shoes, she's innocently hums a song, nodding her head as
she reminds herself of the steps that come with tying her
laces.

Once her shoes are on, she sticks up straight and slowly
cracks her own neck, letting out a sigh of relief and rapid
head shake as finishes, she turns and leaves her room.

When Bela enters the hallway, a dimly lit and relatively

clean room, she sees her roommate SARAH banging on the door
of their other roommate DYLAN, The knocks are quiet but rapid
in succession, Sarah sighs and turns around to see Bela
awkwardly standing just outside her door.

SARAH
(Slightly out of breath) Hey Bela, you
haven't seen Dylan have you? it's been
a couple days and I haven't got one
look at him, and we're supposed to be
going out today.

An deafening silence fills the room as Bela stands thinking.

BELA
Nope. Haven't seen him sorry.

SARAH
Okay, no worries.

Bela smiles and with purpose; walks to the door and turns
back to Sarah.

BELA
Oh hey, can I ask you a quick

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question?

SARAH
Uh - yeah sure.

BELA
What do you think a good name for a
dog is? a male one.

SARAH
Oh, aha, well my dog back home is
called Woody.

BELA
Hmm... No I don't like that.

Bela opens the door and leaves the flat and Sarah stands
slightly insulted.

INT. HOUSE GARAGE - DAY

The door of the garage lifts revealing through the exposure

of light; the silhouette of Bela.

The garage now only being supported by the natural light from
the outside, is dingy, unkept and dusty, with a pile of boxes
at the back, all packed on top one another. Bela with a bold
smirks looks around the room slowly, with her eyes locking
onto each and every forgotten part of hr life. She then lets
out a loud whistle.

BELA
Here boy!

She let's out another whistle.

Small amounts of movement can be seen just behind the boxes

at the back.

BELA
I see you. come here boy!

The dog slowly and hesitantly walks over to Bela.

BELA
There's a good boy.

She playfully scratches his head.

(In a cutesy voice) Oh I wish I had a

name for you, would

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make it so much easier to get your

attention.

The dog whimpers, and Bela lifts her head up to reveal the
animal tag in the ear of the animal, a small dab of crusted
blood surrounds the tag. Bela grabs his ear, pulling it
slightly closer to inspect it.

BELA
(In a cutesy voice) Oh does this hurt
buddy?

She lifts his head by the chin pointing her directly at her
face to engage in a more intimate discussion.

This is what we used to do on the farm

to make sure nobody ran away, you
gotta stay here where it's safe.

The animal snaps it head a bites Bela directly on the

forearm. it makes no wounds, there is no bleeding, but it
does leave a mark.

BELA
Ouch!

Bela then wrestles with the dog for a moment to keep it under
control, and once calmed she looks over to see a slightly
rusted and empty dog bowl. she lets out a sigh and focuses
her attention back onto the dog.

BELA
(Panting) I see, somebody's hungry.

Bela stands up a recollects herself.

Let me go get you some food.

She hunches over to the exit of the garage slowly messaging

her forearm.

INT. PARKING GARAGE - DAY

Bela is driving her car through the cold, dark and seemly
abandoned parking garage. She is here to meet a man about
some cheap dog food, once she sees the man, she parks her car
up, stops and looks over to focuses on the bite mark on her
arm, her expression is bland and dead, she then looks up at
the rear view mirror and pulls it down to reveal an innocent
smile.

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she climbs out of the car and walks over to a man only known
as RINGO. Stood at the back of his van filled with
miscellaneous things he sells, Ringo is a man of great
stature, dawning a leather coat, ragged black jeans, a dirty
white Guns N' Roses tee and a cigarette hanging out of the
left side of his mouth.

BELA
Hello you must be Ringo?

RINGO
Yeah that right, I'm guess you're
Bela.

BELA
Yes that's me.

Bela lets out a playful chuckle.

Ringo Turns and starts rummaging through the items in the

back of his truck.

RINGO
So you're looking for cheap dog food
is that right?

Bela tries to peer over Ringos shoulder to see what he is

doing.

BELA
Uh- yeah I heard you were good for
that. See I just got the dog recently
and you know how it can b-

Ringo slams the big bag of dog food in front of her.

RINGO
Twenty quid.

BELA
Uh- Oh. Sure.

Bela Scuffles through hand bag to find her purse, and pulls
out a £20 note, Ringo pinches the note from Belas hand.

RINGO
Pleasure doing business with you,
love.

BELA
Yeah, You too.

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Bela crouches down to pick up the big bag of dog food, as she
lifts her arms around it, Ringo notices the bike mark on her
forearm.

RINGO
Oh! That's a wicked bite. you work
with kids or something?

Bela looks down at her forearm as she still struggles with

the bag.

BELA
Oh no aha, that was my dog.

A strange mix of faint confusion and concern fill Ringos face

at he stares at the oddly shaped mark and the struggling,
seemly innocent woman walk away.

Bela lugs the bag in the boot of her car and curiously turns
back to Ringo.

BELA
Tell me? What do you think a good name
for my dog would be. He's a boy by the
way.

RINGO
Oh, I don't really know, my dog's
called Bandit.

BELA
No. I don't like that.

Ringo stares confused as Bela drives away in her car.

INT. BELA'S FLAT - DAY

Sarah is sat at the kitchen table, worried and concerned

about her roommate Dylan, as she twitches her finger against
the artificial wood, she hears a car pull up to the house,
she rushes over to the window to see if it's Dylan, but to no
surprise it's Bela, carry a big bag of dog food toward the
Garage. Sarah's concern becomes impatience as she rushes over
to Dylan's room.

INT. HOUSE GARAGE - DAY

The garage door slowly opens up against to reveal Bela with

the bag of a food. She walks over to the dirt bowl and starts
to put some food in.

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BELA
You know, I can't seem to find a new
name for you, but I don't know.

INT. BELA'S FLAT - DAY

Sarah barges into Dylan's room to find a complete mess, with

furniture knocked over with paper and clothes scattered
around the room.

SARAH
What the fuck?!

INT. BELA'S FLAT - DAY

BELA
I like Dylan.

The dog is revealed to be a now malnourished, dirty and

bruised Dylan, half naked with a rope around his neck and a
gag around it mouth. the fragile, dead white husk of a person
he once was, stares Bela in the eyes with nothing but fear.

BELA
Don't worry. You're safe here.

THE END.

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