Gwen leans against a tree while Haley squats in the bushes a
few yards away.
GWEN
You like this one, huh?
HALEY
Yeah. I do. He’s sweet. He’s funny.
And he’s actually into me and my
photography, so that’s a huge plus.
GWEN
Seems a bit overly edgy, know what
I mean? Like he’s trying too hard.
HALEY
He’s just out of his element. Give
him a chance. He’ll grow on you.
GWEN
Like a wart?
Haley rolls her eyes, laughs it off.
Gwen smirks.
GWEN
Well, if you like him so much he
can’t be all that bad.
Haley finishes up, pulls up her pants, steps next to Gwen.
HALEY
He’s a keeper. You’ll see.
(hushed voice)
So... Are we still doing this?
With a big grin, Gwen reaches into her pocket, pulls out an
engagement-ring.
Haley's eyes light up.
HALEY
Oh my God! I can’t believe you’re
actually gonna do it!
Gwen laughs.
GWEN
Just get some good pictures.
(remembers)
(MORE)(MORE)
32.32.
GWENGWEN (CONT(CONT’’D)D)
And try to get the moon in some of
the shots! Can’t believe I’m gonna
propose under the blood moon! Gonna
be so rad!
Haley holds up her camera, smiles.
HALEY
You focus up and I’ll handle the
pictures.
GWEN
If you get a picture of Eric
crying, I’ll love you forever!
They both laugh some more.
HALEY
I still think it’s weird that
you’re the one proposing.
Gwen stuffs the ring back in her pocket.
GWEN
It’s not weird. It’s progressive.
HALEY
If you say so.
Haley squints as she looks past Gwen, into the foggy woods.
HALEY
Hey, what is that?
Eric retrieves his cellphone out of his bag, holds it out
before him.
ERIC
(under his breath)
Nothing.
He adjusts his position, holds his cellphone up higher.
JACKIE (O.S.)
Still no signal?
Eric looks over, sees Jackie staring at him. He shoves his
cellphone back into his bag, nods at Jackie.
ERIC
Not surprising, out here.
33.33.
GWEN (O.S.)
(panicked)
Eric! Come here!
Eric jumps to his feet, dashes into the woods, quickly
disappears into the fog.
Jackie shrugs.
JACKIE
(sarcastic)
No, don’t worry about me. I’m
totally cool. I’ll just hang back
here. Protect your bag and shit.
He takes another long drag off his joint.
JACKIE
(under his breath)
Fucker.
Eric runs through a cluster of shrubs, spots Haley and Gwen
up ahead in the fog.
They stand side by side, stare at something nearby. A mix of
disgust and horror is plastered across their faces.
ERIC
What’s wrong? You girls okay?
He steps beside the girls, finally sees what they see.
ERIC (CONT'D)
Holy shit!
About fifteen yards away, a baby deer hangs by its own
intestines from a tree. Flies buzz around the poor animal’s
corpse as he slowly spins on its grotesque makeshift noose.
GWEN
That’s a deer, right?
Stunned, Eric stares at the dead deer. He can't pull is eyes
away from the disturbing sight.
ERIC
(deadpan)
That’s what’s left of a deer.
JACKIE (O.S.)
Hey, what’s the big deal --
34.34.
Jackie steps next to Haley, who grabs his arm. His eyes go
wide at the sight of the dead deer.
JACKIE (CONT'D)
Holy shit!
ERIC
(under his breath)
That’s what I said.
GWEN
You think another animal did that?
ERIC
No way.
Haley looks to Jackie with pleading eyes. She's scared.
HALEY
Jackie, let’s go. I don’t want to
be out here anymore.
Jackie nods, turns to Eric.
JACKIE
Yo, dude. Let’s bail.
Eric still can't take his eyes away from the dead deer.
Jackie waves his hand, motions for Eric’s attention.
JACKIE
Yo! Earth to Eric!
Eric snaps out of it.
JACKIE (CONT'D)
Let’s get the fuck out of here!
Like, right the fuck now!
Gwen steps closer to Eric, squeezes his hand.
GWEN
They’re right. Let’s go!
Eric nods.
ERIC
Right. C’mon, follow me!
Practically pulling Gwen behind him, Eric leads the group
back toward the trail.
35.35.
Eric leads the group out of the woods, back onto the trail.
Looks of unease are spread across each of their faces.
ERIC
We’ve got to go get Amy and...
Jackie grabs his shirt off the ground, pulls it on.
JACKIE
You guys can do whatever. I’m
getting the fuck outta’ here!
Gwen hands Eric his backpack. He gives her a quick,
comforting peck on the cheek.
ERIC
Everything’s gonna be --
HALEY (O.S.)
(voice trembling)
Y-you g-guys...
Eric, Gwen, and Jackie turn to a totally petrified Haley,
follow her eyes along the trail, reveal a blood drenched Amy
standing about fifteen yards up the path.
GWEN
Oh my God.
ERIC
Amy!?
Amy takes a weak step forward. Blood oozes out of multiple
vicious slash wounds on her torso, legs, and arms. Her left
eye is black and swollen to the size of a baseball.
Eric starts to run towards Amy, but stops when she suddenly
throws up a hand.
It's not a plea for help. It's a warning to stay away.
Haley reflexively snaps a picture of the bloody girl.
Tears stream out of Amy's good eye. Her lip quivers as she
opens her mouth to speak. Blood drips down her chin.
AMY
(desperate)
RUN!
36.36.
Just then, Amy is YANKED off her feet! She lands hard on her
stomach, then is dragged SCREAMING off the path, into the
bushes beyond.
She continues to SCREAM as the bushes violently shake back
and forth. Blood splashes out of the bushes, onto the trail.
JACKIE
WHAT THE FUCK!?
Haley cries out in terror as she throws her arms around
Jackie, buries her face in his chest. He squeezes her tight.
Gwen starts to run for Amy, but Eric grabs her arm and pulls
her back.
GWEN
What are you doing!? We have to
help her! We have to do --
ERIC
(hushed voice, scared)
We can’t help her! We have to get
the Hell out of here! Now...
(nods towards the bushes)
While we still have a chance!
She stares into his pleading eyes, understands.
GWEN
Okay. Get us out of here, Eric.
Without hesitation, Eric grabs Gwen by the hand, leads her as
he rushes back down the trail, back the way they came from.
ERIC
(to Jackie and Haley)
Stay on my ass and keep quiet.
Jackie and Haley follow close behind.
With tears welling up in her eyes, Haley shoots one last
glance up the path, at the bushes Amy was pulled into.
Amy continues to SCREAM from the bushes.
The group hurries as quietly as they can along the foggy
path. They quickly approach a bend in the trail.
Eric looks back to the others.
ERIC
We’re cutting through!
37.37.
JACKIE
You sure that’s a good idea with
all this fuckin’ fog? Shouldn’t we
just stick to the trail?
But it's too late, Eric and Gwen have already ducked off the
path, into the woods.
Jackie and Haley exchange worried looks, then quickly follow
them off the path.
Eric practically sprints through the heavily wooded area,
with Gwen hot on his trail. The fog doesn’t help visibility
at all.
Haley and Jackie try to keep pace, but have started to fall
behind. Jackie is clearly out of breath.
JACKIE
(to Eric and Gwen)
Hey! Wait up! Not all of us are
fuckin’ athletes!
Eric and Gwen slow to a stop. They look back at Jackie,
motion for him to keep quiet.
Jackie leans against a tree, struggles to catch his breath.
He shrugs, “My bad.”
HALEY (O.S.)
She needed our help... And we just
left her there...
Jackie turns to Haley, who stares back in the direction they
just came from. She looks more sad than scared.
Eric and Gwen exchange guilty glances, but say nothing.
Jackie pulls Haley in for a hug, kisses her hard on the
cheek. He doesn't know what to say.
HALEY
We left her there to die.
JACKIE
Haley... There’s nothing we could
have done.
HALEY
How do you know? We didn’t even try
to help her! We just ran!
38.38.
JACKIE
Well, I mean, she did kinda tell us
to run...
Eric steps up to Haley, places a comforting hand on her
shoulder. He forces an unconvincing smile.
ERIC
Hey, we’re doing the right thing by
going for help. Okay?
Haley looks to her feet, gives a halfhearted nod.
ERIC (CONT'D)
Let’s keep moving.
Thick fog fills the space.
A wide circle of loose, uneven rubble is surrounded by eight
unlit torches. The ritual site.
Sara’s mutilated corpse is awkwardly propped up in the center
of the circle. Both of her arms have been ripped off at the
shoulders. A look of terror is frozen on her dead face.
With their guns drawn, Rick and Travis step out of the woods
and into the foggy clearing. They approach the circle, look
down at Sara's twisted corpse.
RICK
Well, that’s just... Fucked.
TRAVIS
That’s a massive understatement.
Rick looks over, spots Sara’s severed arms on the ground
nearby. He scowls, pulls out his flask, takes another swig.
RICK
This isn’t all of them. I don’t see
Lon. Or the son that they managed
to hide from me... Otis.
Travis remains vigilant, keeps his eyes on the woods that
surround them.
TRAVIS
What’s our next move?
39.39.
RICK
We keep searching. We have to find
Lon and make sure he’s dead.
As Rick starts to walk away, he glances back at the bloody
remains of Sara.
RICK
Crazy fucking bastards.
With that, he turns and heads back into the foggy woods.
Travis follows after him.
— ⑤
EXT. WOODS - BUSHES - NIGHT
Gwen leans against a tree while Haley squats in the bushes a
few yards away.
GWEN
You like this one, huh?
HALEY
Yeah. I do. He’s sweet. He’s funny.
And he’s actually into me and my
photography, so that’s a huge plus.
GWEN
Seems a bit overly edgy, know what
I mean? Like he’s trying too hard.
HALEY
He’s just out of his element. Give
him a chance. He’ll grow on you.
GWEN
Like a wart?
Haley rolls her eyes, laughs it off.
Gwen smirks.
GWEN
Well, if you like him so much he
can’t be all that bad.
Haley finishes up, pulls up her pants, steps next to Gwen.
HALEY
He’s a keeper. You’ll see.
(hushed voice)
So... Are we still doing this?
With a big grin, Gwen reaches into her pocket, pulls out an
engagement-ring.
Haley's eyes light up.
HALEY
Oh my God! I can’t believe you’re
actually gonna do it!
Gwen laughs.
GWEN
Just get some good pictures.
(remembers)
(MORE)(MORE)
32.32.
GWENGWEN (CONT(CONT’’D)D)
And try to get the moon in some of
the shots! Can’t believe I’m gonna
propose under the blood moon! Gonna
be so rad!
Haley holds up her camera, smiles.
HALEY
You focus up and I’ll handle the
pictures.
GWEN
If you get a picture of Eric
crying, I’ll love you forever!
They both laugh some more.
HALEY
I still think it’s weird that
you’re the one proposing.
Gwen stuffs the ring back in her pocket.
GWEN
It’s not weird. It’s progressive.
HALEY
If you say so.
Haley squints as she looks past Gwen, into the foggy woods.
HALEY
Hey, what is that?
EXT. WOODS - HIKING TRAIL
Eric retrieves his cellphone out of his bag, holds it out
before him.
ERIC
(under his breath)
Nothing.
He adjusts his position, holds his cellphone up higher.
JACKIE (O.S.)
Still no signal?
Eric looks over, sees Jackie staring at him. He shoves his
cellphone back into his bag, nods at Jackie.
ERIC
Not surprising, out here.
33.33.
GWEN (O.S.)
(panicked)
Eric! Come here!
Eric jumps to his feet, dashes into the woods, quickly
disappears into the fog.
Jackie shrugs.
JACKIE
(sarcastic)
No, don’t worry about me. I’m
totally cool. I’ll just hang back
here. Protect your bag and shit.
He takes another long drag off his joint.
JACKIE
(under his breath)
Fucker.
EXT. WOODS - BUSHES
Eric runs through a cluster of shrubs, spots Haley and Gwen
up ahead in the fog.
They stand side by side, stare at something nearby. A mix of
disgust and horror is plastered across their faces.
ERIC
What’s wrong? You girls okay?
He steps beside the girls, finally sees what they see.
ERIC (CONT'D)
Holy shit!
About fifteen yards away, a baby deer hangs by its own
intestines from a tree. Flies buzz around the poor animal’s
corpse as he slowly spins on its grotesque makeshift noose.
GWEN
That’s a deer, right?
Stunned, Eric stares at the dead deer. He can't pull is eyes
away from the disturbing sight.
ERIC
(deadpan)
That’s what’s left of a deer.
JACKIE (O.S.)
Hey, what’s the big deal --
34.34.
Jackie steps next to Haley, who grabs his arm. His eyes go
wide at the sight of the dead deer.
JACKIE (CONT'D)
Holy shit!
ERIC
(under his breath)
That’s what I said.
GWEN
You think another animal did that?
ERIC
No way.
Haley looks to Jackie with pleading eyes. She's scared.
HALEY
Jackie, let’s go. I don’t want to
be out here anymore.
Jackie nods, turns to Eric.
JACKIE
Yo, dude. Let’s bail.
Eric still can't take his eyes away from the dead deer.
Jackie waves his hand, motions for Eric’s attention.
JACKIE
Yo! Earth to Eric!
Eric snaps out of it.
JACKIE (CONT'D)
Let’s get the fuck out of here!
Like, right the fuck now!
Gwen steps closer to Eric, squeezes his hand.
GWEN
They’re right. Let’s go!
Eric nods.
ERIC
Right. C’mon, follow me!
Practically pulling Gwen behind him, Eric leads the group
back toward the trail.
35.35.
EXT. WOODS - HIKING TRAIL - MOMENTS LATER
Eric leads the group out of the woods, back onto the trail.
Looks of unease are spread across each of their faces.
ERIC
We’ve got to go get Amy and...
Jackie grabs his shirt off the ground, pulls it on.
JACKIE
You guys can do whatever. I’m
getting the fuck outta’ here!
Gwen hands Eric his backpack. He gives her a quick,
comforting peck on the cheek.
ERIC
Everything’s gonna be --
HALEY (O.S.)
(voice trembling)
Y-you g-guys...
Eric, Gwen, and Jackie turn to a totally petrified Haley,
follow her eyes along the trail, reveal a blood drenched Amy
standing about fifteen yards up the path.
GWEN
Oh my God.
ERIC
Amy!?
Amy takes a weak step forward. Blood oozes out of multiple
vicious slash wounds on her torso, legs, and arms. Her left
eye is black and swollen to the size of a baseball.
Eric starts to run towards Amy, but stops when she suddenly
throws up a hand.
It's not a plea for help. It's a warning to stay away.
Haley reflexively snaps a picture of the bloody girl.
Tears stream out of Amy's good eye. Her lip quivers as she
opens her mouth to speak. Blood drips down her chin.
AMY
(desperate)
RUN!
36.36.
Just then, Amy is YANKED off her feet! She lands hard on her
stomach, then is dragged SCREAMING off the path, into the
bushes beyond.
She continues to SCREAM as the bushes violently shake back
and forth. Blood splashes out of the bushes, onto the trail.
JACKIE
WHAT THE FUCK!?
Haley cries out in terror as she throws her arms around
Jackie, buries her face in his chest. He squeezes her tight.
Gwen starts to run for Amy, but Eric grabs her arm and pulls
her back.
GWEN
What are you doing!? We have to
help her! We have to do --
ERIC
(hushed voice, scared)
We can’t help her! We have to get
the Hell out of here! Now...
(nods towards the bushes)
While we still have a chance!
She stares into his pleading eyes, understands.
GWEN
Okay. Get us out of here, Eric.
Without hesitation, Eric grabs Gwen by the hand, leads her as
he rushes back down the trail, back the way they came from.
ERIC
(to Jackie and Haley)
Stay on my ass and keep quiet.
Jackie and Haley follow close behind.
With tears welling up in her eyes, Haley shoots one last
glance up the path, at the bushes Amy was pulled into.
Amy continues to SCREAM from the bushes.
The group hurries as quietly as they can along the foggy
path. They quickly approach a bend in the trail.
Eric looks back to the others.
ERIC
We’re cutting through!
37.37.
JACKIE
You sure that’s a good idea with
all this fuckin’ fog? Shouldn’t we
just stick to the trail?
But it's too late, Eric and Gwen have already ducked off the
path, into the woods.
Jackie and Haley exchange worried looks, then quickly follow
them off the path.
EXT. WOODS
Eric practically sprints through the heavily wooded area,
with Gwen hot on his trail. The fog doesn’t help visibility
at all.
Haley and Jackie try to keep pace, but have started to fall
behind. Jackie is clearly out of breath.
JACKIE
(to Eric and Gwen)
Hey! Wait up! Not all of us are
fuckin’ athletes!
Eric and Gwen slow to a stop. They look back at Jackie,
motion for him to keep quiet.
Jackie leans against a tree, struggles to catch his breath.
He shrugs, “My bad.”
HALEY (O.S.)
She needed our help... And we just
left her there...
Jackie turns to Haley, who stares back in the direction they
just came from. She looks more sad than scared.
Eric and Gwen exchange guilty glances, but say nothing.
Jackie pulls Haley in for a hug, kisses her hard on the
cheek. He doesn't know what to say.
HALEY
We left her there to die.
JACKIE
Haley... There’s nothing we could
have done.
HALEY
How do you know? We didn’t even try
to help her! We just ran!
38.38.
JACKIE
Well, I mean, she did kinda tell us
to run...
Eric steps up to Haley, places a comforting hand on her
shoulder. He forces an unconvincing smile.
ERIC
Hey, we’re doing the right thing by
going for help. Okay?
Haley looks to her feet, gives a halfhearted nod.
ERIC (CONT'D)
Let’s keep moving.
EXT. HILLS - CLEARING - NIGHT
Thick fog fills the space.
A wide circle of loose, uneven rubble is surrounded by eight
unlit torches. The ritual site.
Sara’s mutilated corpse is awkwardly propped up in the center
of the circle. Both of her arms have been ripped off at the
shoulders. A look of terror is frozen on her dead face.
With their guns drawn, Rick and Travis step out of the woods
and into the foggy clearing. They approach the circle, look
down at Sara's twisted corpse.
RICK
Well, that’s just... Fucked.
TRAVIS
That’s a massive understatement.
Rick looks over, spots Sara’s severed arms on the ground
nearby. He scowls, pulls out his flask, takes another swig.
RICK
This isn’t all of them. I don’t see
Lon. Or the son that they managed
to hide from me... Otis.
Travis remains vigilant, keeps his eyes on the woods that
surround them.
TRAVIS
What’s our next move?
39.39.
RICK
We keep searching. We have to find
Lon and make sure he’s dead.
As Rick starts to walk away, he glances back at the bloody
remains of Sara.
RICK
Crazy fucking bastards.
With that, he turns and heads back into the foggy woods.
Travis follows after him.