The seemingly endless search for one’s true voice. Yesterday I heard mine. It terrified me greatly. In time, you will see this voice beaming through the writing. In the meantime, I’ll post more of the script which I had titled Descent.
INT. LOG CABIN - NIGHT Only a few items are illuminated. A rusty lantern. A clouded up mirror. A clay mug. Glass SHATTERS. A hand reaches through the open pane, turns the knob. Someone stumbles through the dark, ignites a match which powers the lantern. Light fills the room. Damian approaches the bed. Shakes the lump underneath the wool blanket. DAMIAN Hey. Why was the door locked? Will, shirtless and half asleep, crawls out from underneath the wool blanket. WILL What? DAMIAN You didn't hear me come in? WILL No. DAMIAN I had to break the glass. Why was it locked? WILL It was locked? Damian moves further into the bed. DAMIAN Yeah. Move over. WILL You're here so late. DAMIAN I got here as soon as I could. Damian sprawls out on the bed. WILL You stink. Will crawls over Damian, reaches for the cooler. Pulls out a beer. POPS the cap off. DAMIAN Where the hell'd you get that? WILL The store. DAMIAN Which store? WILL (laughs) The store. DAMIAN Got another? Will hands Damian another beer. Their fingers rub against one another. WILL What's up with your hand? DAMIAN Ah, it's nothing. WILL Grabbed the honey locust, didn't ya? DAMIAN Something like that. WILL Didn't think you'd make it. DAMIAN What? And leave you here to rot? WILL I wouldn't rot. DAMIAN Will, listen, there's someone else here. WILL Here? DAMIAN Not here here. On the island. WILL Who? DAMIAN I don't know. A figure ran past me. WILL Human? Damian nods. Will takes a wrinkled shirt off the floor. Reaches for his boots. DAMIAN You can't be serious! WILL We gotta find him. DAMIAN I just got here. I wanna sleep, man. WILL Then sleep. I'm gonna find him. Will rushes out the door. EXT. LOG CABIN - NIGHT Will pulls the floorboard off the porch. Retrieves a rifle. Grabs a hemp satchel loaded with bullets. Tosses the satchel over his shoulder. As he steps off the porch, a hand stops him. DAMIAN I'm coming with you. WILL Thought you wanted to sleep. DAMIAN I do. Let's go. EXT. RURAL ROAD - NIGHT Damian reaches out, preventing Will from walking any further. DAMIAN It was right around here. Will pushes past Damian. Cocks the rifle. Disappears into the brush. DAMIAN (CONT'D) Will! Where the... Damian follows after him. EXT. WOODS - DAWN Damian lags thirty feet behind Will. At a boulder, he stops, leans against it. DAMIAN Will! Will doesn't stop. DAMIAN (CONT'D) C'mon, dude, what the fuck! We've circled this island five times. The sun's coming up. Trembling, Will stops. He turns back at Damian. Charges after him. Pointing the loaded rifle at him. WILL Did you see a figure or not? DAMIAN Yes. I'm pretty sure I did. The rifle inches from Damian's forehead, Will cocks the rifle. WILL I could kill you. DAMIAN I know, Will. But you won't. You need me. Will lowers the rifle. Shuffles in uncertainty. WILL Didn't meant to... Will falls to the ground. Tears drip down his cheek. DAMIAN It's fine. WILL No, it's not. I don't like what I'm becoming. Will tears the rifle off, throws it over a stump. DAMIAN It's only temporary. WILL Bullshit. Will crawls over to the rifle, throws it over his body. DAMIAN Onward?