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( NUT-JOBS )

ROOSEVELT ASYLUM
ROCKFORD, ILLINOIS

      A deserted building, graffiti and rubbish everywhere. Torch light moves along the walls, a chain across a door is broken. A police car pulls up. Two cops walk up to chain link fence surrounding the building. "Can't keep kids out of this place." Cop One says.

      "What is it, anyway?" Cop Two asks.

      "I forgot! You're not a local. You don't know the legend."

      "Legend?" Cop Two asks.

      Cop One leans in closer. "Every town's got it's stories, right? Ours is Roosevelt Asylum. They say it's haunted with the ghosts of the patients. Spend the night, the spirits will drive you insane."

      Later, the Cops enter with flashlights."Hello? Police Officers...Po-lice Officers!" Cop One yells . They see the broken chain on the floor. "You telling me these kids brought bolt-cutters? C'mon. Let's split up."

      "Right. ..." Cop Two says. He's now alone. "Hello? Hello?"

      Cop One wanders into another room; his expressions changes. "Alright, c'mon out." He says. Flashlight reveals three kids sitting in the dark.

      Cop Two's flashlight goes out and he shakes it. A door creaks open, a point of view from the doorway, looking at cop. He slowly turns to look at the door.

      Cop One watches a car drive off then reaches for his radio. "Kelly, you copy?" He asks. Cop Two appears suddenly behind him. "Jeez! Where the hell you been?"

      "In there..." Cop Two says.

      "What was it? See anything?"

      "Huh. No."

      They return to the police car. "This is patrol one four. We are clear and returning to station." Cop One says into the radio.

      "Roger." Someone responds. Cop Two's nose starts to bleed. He wipes it slowly. ...

      At his house, Cop Two is in his bedroom, a woman is reading in bed. "Hey." His wife says. Cop Two begins lining up gun, keys, etc, on a chest of drawers. "So, what? You're still not talking to me? Walt! I said I was sorry about before—how many times do I have to say it?" Cop Two picks up gun. Sounds of gunshot are heard. A brief pause, then another gunshot.

      At a Motel, Sam is on the phone with a mystery person. "No, Dad was in California last we heard from him. We just thought...he comes to you for 'munitions...maybe you've seen him in the last few weeks. Just, call us if you hear anything." He says.