HORNS ECHO (Pilot Script)

ACT 3 Goblin

INT. JENNY'S BEDROOM - NIGHT

Moonlight paints pale stripes across Jenny's room. She stirson the floor, disoriented. A throbbing pain in her head reminds her of the events of the day. Reaching for her phone,she squints at the screen: 7:00 pm. Hours had passed since she collapsed.

She pushes herself up, wincing at the unfamiliar stiffness in her muscles. Picking up her guitar, she leans it against the dresser and catches her reflection in the full-length mirror on the back of her door. A gasp escapes her lips.

The bruise that marred her eye earlier is gone, vanished without a trace. She leans closer, scrutinizing her reflection. Her fingers brush through her hair, a strange sensation washing over her - some strands are white, others an unnatural shade of pink.

Confusion clouds her face.

Lifting her shirt hesitantly, a wave of disbelief crashes over her. Her body is no longer the slender frame she remembers. Muscle definition, toned and firm, lies just beneath the surface of her skin. Her reflection shows a woman far thicker, curvier, than before - an athlete's build, yet with a womanly shape. Her eyes travel down, taking in the hint of "love handles" that hug her hips, but in a way that compliments her new physique.

JENNY (WHISPERING)

What... how is this possible?

Panic starts to claw at her throat. She pats her arm, her touch a lighting on smooth, unmarked skin. The scar from the"animal attack" is gone. Trembling, Jenny stumbles to the bathroom and flips on the light. Turning on the faucet, she splashes cold water on herface, trying desperately to make sense of the nightmarish transformation. Staring into the mirror, her eyes land on the unnatural hair- a stark reminder of whatever has changed her. Her own reflection stares back, a stranger with a hint of hidden power lurking in her eyes.

INT. KITCHEN - NIGHT

A warm glow emanates from the overhead lamp, casting the kitchen in a comforting light. Janice sits at the table, fiddling with her napkin. Her eyes are glued to Jenny, who sits across from her, shoveling mashed potatoes into her mouth with impressive speed.

JANICE(Chuckles)

You're really putting on a show tonight, honey.

I haven't seen you this hungry since you were a teenager.

Jenny swallows a massive mouthful of food, a satisfied sigh escaping her lips.

JENNY(Mumbling)

Yeah, I wasn't feeling too good earlier, so I left band practiceearly.

Then, I guess I hit the wall when I got home. Literally passed out.

Janice raises an eyebrow, her gaze flickering to Jenny's noticeably thicker arms.

JANICE

Speaking of practice, have you been working out lately?

You're looking...thicker. Jenny hesitates,

a flicker of sheepishness crossing her features.

JENNY

Um, yeah. Maybe a little.

Janice's smile widens.