Shadows

A "short" screenplay I wrote for Creative Writing at Sixth Form. The main character is Ryan Young, a billionaire bachelor who enjoys the finer things in life. However, Ryan's family is dead, killed in suspicious circumstances...and the problem is, Ryan is convinced he's the one responsible. ***As the screenplay has no conclusion, and currently ends on a rather boring cliffhanger, I will continue this in the future.***

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1. Shadows - Part 1

Black. A soft growl that gets gradually louder –

 

The screen brightens becoming a dark grey.

 

A black shape moves across the screen, pauses, and seemingly turns to look out.

 

The black shape grows, filling the screen, darkening it to –

 

Black. Sobbing and the muted sound of a vicar giving the Last Rites which gets louder as –

 

BLACK IS BROKEN BY A FLASH. VIEW THROUGH TREES AT A FUNERAL.

 

A crowd is gathered around an open grave. Umbrellas are up to fend off the falling rain.

 

A young man (Ryan Young, aged 24) stands closest to the grave, a white flower in hand. The other guests are giving him space.

 

RYAN

(voice-over)

            I never thought I’d lose her the way I did. It was so quick, and I was too slow…it’s too late now, though. All I can do is cry and look down at her coffin.

 

The vicar concludes the Last Rites. The crowd disperses.

 

Ryan looks down at the grave and throws in his flower as the grave is filled.

 

The vicar stands beside Ryan, touching his shoulder reassuringly.

 

VICAR

            Five members of your family I’ve buried, and it never gets easier; I know it’s even harder for you.

 

RYAN

            You have no idea…

 

Ryan turns away from the grave and the vicar, heading towards a black limousine.

 

INT. HOTEL ROOM – MORNING

Ryan opens his eyes and sits up. Clothes are scattered all over the room and he is naked. To his side a young blonde girl is sleeping. Ryan groans and gets out of the bed.

 

RYAN

(voice-over)

            To many, my life may seem the simplest thing imaginable: sitting at home as the money comes rolling in.


Ryan pulls open the curtains, revealing a balcony. He opens the doors and steps out into the cold morning air.

 

            But for me, it’s not simple at all. Since I turned fifteen I have lost my parents and all three of my siblings, and not in simple circumstances.

 

Ryan glances back at the sleeping blonde, who stirs and sleepily pulls the covers tighter around her.

 

            How did they die?

 

Ryan walks back into the room, closes the door and curtains, and sits back down on the bed.

 

            I think…I think I killed them.

 

The girl wakes and sits up, still wrapped in the covers. She looks at Ryan, who smiles.

 

GIRL

(sleepily)

            Good morning, handsome.

 

RYAN

            Good morning…um…

 

He has no recollection of her name.

 

GIRL

(sleepily)

            You’re different somehow. Cute, but different.

 

The girl yawns and shuffles close to him.

 

            Last night rocked. You were awesome.

 

Ryan smiles at the girl, but says nothing. After a moment he touches her cheek.

 

RYAN

            I’m sorry, but…I really don’t remember last night.

 

The girl laughs and steps out of the bed, taking the covers with her. She heads for the hotel bathroom.

 

She looks at him and winks.

 

GIRL

(flirtatiously)

            You don’t? Well that’s a shame. I suppose we’ll have to go again.

 

The girl disappears into the bathroom.

 

Ryan puts his head in his hands and sighs. He looks at the bed where the girl was laying and sees a white flower. He picks it up, curious.

 

GIRL

(o.s)

            You know, it was real strange when you showed up last night.

 

Ryan looks up.

 

            You appeared out of nowhere in the bar, threw some money at my boss and took me to your limousine.

 

Ryan stands and moves to the bathroom doorway.

 

INT. HOTEL BATHROOM – SAME

 

Ryan steps into the bathroom and up behind the girl. He places his hands on her shoulders.

 

The girl sees his reflection in the mirror. He looks slightly different, with suddenly paler skin and darker eyes.

 

GIRL

            That’s more like it.

 

Turns to face him, running her hand down his chest.

 

            That’s how you looked last night.

 

Ryan smiles at the girl, revealing strangely sharp teeth. When he speaks it is not Ryan’s voice – it is deep and sinister (Dark Ryan).

 

DARK RYAN

            Of course it is…but I didn’t finish.

 

Girl smiles at him and caresses his cheek.

 

GIRL

(flirtatiously)

            Oh? Well…are you going to finish now?

 

Dark Ryan grabs hold of the girl with a tight grip and smiles wickedly.

 

The girl, confused, tries to push him off, but Dark Ryan just holds tighter, digging his fingers into her arms.

 

GIRL

(pained)

            Ow! That hurts!

 

Dark Ryan pushes her against the wall and leans in close to her neck.

 

DARK RYAN

            My bad…but I could care less…

 

INT. HOTEL ROOM – SAME

 

The sound of the girl screaming is heard from o.s.

 

Dark Ryan steps out of the bathroom, blood around his mouth. He disappears back into the bathroom. A tap is heard running, followed by some splashing.

 

Dark Ryan reappears, mouth now clean and the unconscious form of the girl in his arms. Her neck is covered in blood.

 

He carries her to the balcony door and manages to open the door one-handed.

 

EXT. BALCONY – SAME

 

Dark Ryan places the girl on the edge of the balcony and looks down.

 

Quick shot of traffic moving below.

 

The sound of beeping horns drifts up to Dark Ryan. He pushes the girl over the balcony, turns, and heads back into the hotel room.

 

INT. HOTEL ROOM – LATER

 

Ryan wakes on the bed, and notices the girl is gone. He thinks she must have left, but then sees her clothes are still on the floor.

 

He sees that the balcony door is open and hears a commotion from below.

 

RYAN

(voice-over)

            The blackouts and deaths happened around about the same time. I can’t explain it, and I dare not go to a doctor. But after this…

 

EXT. BALCONY – MOMENTS LATER

 

Ryan goes to the balcony and looks down. He can just make out a red stain on the ground below, and sees a black bag being loaded into an ambulance.

 

He drops down against the edge of the balcony and puts his head in his hands.

 

RYAN

(voice-over)

            I must have done something to the girl. I went to the bathroom, and then I just blacked out. And the night before…it couldn’t have been me she was with. After the funeral I just wanted to get home.

 

There is a loud knock on the hotel room door.

 

INT. HOTEL ROOM – SAME

 

Ryan rushes across the room, picking up a pair of jeans in the process. He pulls them on, and then opens the door.

 

A Hotel Porter is one the other side, accompanied by a police officer (Officer Scott).

 

RYAN

(uncertain)

            Morning…what seems to be the problem?

 

Officer Scott pushes past Ryan and enters the room. The Hotel Porter stays outside.

 

HOTEL PORTER

            A young woman was found dead a short time ago. It seems she jumped.

 

OFFICER SCOTT

            She matched the description of a young woman who was seen entering this hotel room with…you.

 

Officer Scott looks at Ryan suspiciously. He steps closer, taking a close look.

 

            Here…aren’t you Ryan Young? You were at your sister’s funeral yesterday, weren’t you?

 

Officer Scott scoffs and wanders around the room.

 

            Didn’t take you long to get into bed with a random girl, did it?

 

RYAN

(frustrated)

            Grief works in mysterious ways, officer.

 

Ryan invites the Hotel Porter in, and then sits on the bed.

 

            In regards to the girl, I’ve only just woken up. She wasn’t here.

 

Officer Scott stoops and picks up a brassier.

 

OFFICER SCOTT

(unimpressed)

            So you’re suggesting she woke up and decided to jump?

 

Ryan shrugs.

 

RYAN

            I’m not suggesting anything.

 

He stands up again and snatches the brassier from Officer Scott.

 

            All I know is, she wasn’t here when I woke up, and she was here when I went to sleep.

 

Officer Scott paces for a moment, and then heads to the door.

 

OFFICER SCOTT

            I’ll be keeping an eye on you, Mr. Young. Everyone knows that people who get close to you have a habit of dying.

 

Opens the door. The Hotel Porter rushes out and disappears someway down the corridor.

 

            I want to know why.

 

Ryan goes to the door and gently pushes Officer Scott out of the room.

 

RYAN

(insincere)

            So do I, officer. Have a nice day.

 

He closes the door in Officer Scott’s face and sits down on the bed.

 

There is a low buzzing. Ryan reaches into his back pocket, finding his phone. He answers it.

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