EXT. MINDY'S GARDEN - NIGHT
Brothers KHAN (28), KEVIN (26) AND KYLE (21) are watching MINDY (23), a pretty young woman through a window. She's in the middle of recording a song in a room in her house that she's made into her studio. She starts singing into a microphone while playing her guitar. Kevin watches with a sick, sly smile on his face.
KHAN : Okay, boys. This'll be a simple one. Everyone ready?
Khan, the oldest, nods and the three start creeping from behind the bushes towards the door. When they get there Kyle starts working on the lock.
INT. MINDY'S LIVING ROOM - NIGHT
Once inside, Khan disconnects the telephone and nods to Kyle who starts unplugging appliances. Khan and Kevin head to the room where Mindy is. The music is still playing very loudly and Mindy's voice is loud over the speakers. Kevin pulls out a knife and starts toying with it with the same sick smile on his face. Khan nods once then flings the door open. The two barge in, then stop dead: Mindy isn't there. The music is still playing and her voice is still coming through the monitors but she's nowhere to be seen. Khan and Kyle exchange looks. Khan opens his mouth to speak but before a word comes out the lights go off and music stops dead. Khan and Kyle start breathing heavily and Khan pulls out his flashlight. He tries flicking it on but it's clearly not working A soft breeze begins to blow and whistles as it moves though the room. Khan slowly pulls out his gun and releases the safety. A hand grabs his arm and he yells and fires a shot.
Kyle's screams fill the room.
KEVIN : Aghh! Why'd you shoot me?!
KHAN : What?! Dammit! I'm sorry, it was an accident, I didn't mean to- Why are you grabbing at me in the dark?!
KEVIN : I didn't!
KHAN : Then what did?!
KEVIN : How must I know?! Aghhh!
KHAN : Where are you shot?
Mindy's voice comes through the speakers, startling the brothers.
MINDY : Now, now boys, don't fight. You'll need each other to get yourselves out of this one.
Khan's breathing quickens.
KHAN : What's going on here?! Where are you?
MINDY : I'm right here.
Something brushes against Khan's necks and he yells, thrashing out then raising his gun. He aims it into the dark in a blind panic.
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Bump in the Night
HorrorA script I wrote in college. Three brothers who work as thieves think they've found the perfect house to target. A girl who lives by herself... what could possibly go wrong? I've left in script format, well mostly, but the layout of this app would...
