EXT. PRISON YARD - MORNING
Rick shields his eyes against the blinding morning light upon stepping outside. A ten-foot barbed wire fence stands between Rick and the woods beyond.
Rick runs down along the building looking for some kind of an opening or exit in the fence.
A man in a Russian uniform runs out of a side door in a panic. Rick, along the other wall and hidden to the man, elbows him in the face and drags his body back behind the wall.
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EXT. PRISON YARD - MORNING
Rick, now donning the Russian uniform walks along the front of the building, approaching the gate when a truck pulls up.
Rick opens the gate and waves the driver of the truck through before slipping out himself.
As he walks, slowly at first, before speeding up, he turns around to see dozens of armed soldiers filing out from the truck and into the building.
Rick closes his eyes and walks on.
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INT. BUS - MORNING
Rick sits in the back seat of a bus, leaning against the window, ashamed of his current attire.
He notices the way people look at him. Tired and defeated Patriots glare at him, and Rick, in order to keep up his false persona, must act as if they are nothing to him, the men and women who have devoted their lives to their country.
The bus stops, Rick limps up to the front.
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INT. AMELIA'S BEDROOM - FORESTER HOUSE - NIGHT
Dawn sleeps peacefully and blissfully in her crib.
Amelia, though now asleep, still has a hand tightly curled around the bars of the crib. Even while sleeping, Amelia has a very troubled expression.
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INT. LIVING ROOM - FORESTER HOUSE - NIGHT
Bowie lies awake on the floor of the living room. No pillow or blanket, he just stares up at the ceiling. Next to him is the bloodstain of Harris.
ROLAND
(Whisper)
Bowie.
Roland lies awake on the couch next to him, similarly staring up at the ceiling.
Bowie says nothing.
ROLAND
(Whisper)
Bowie. Are you still awake?
Bowie doesn't say anything. He can't. He takes a shuddering breath. Roland hears him.
ROLAND
(Whisper)
Bowie, it's okay.
BOWIE
But it's my fault...
(A beat)
It's my fault Harris is dead.
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On Abbott Avenue
HorrorOn Abbott Avenue is an original horror screenplay that follows an American family whose home is taken over by a group of vicious Confederate soldiers and hold them as prisoners while the war rages on outside. When their government fails to protect t...
