Dead on the Horizon Volume 1: Survival

The dead have started to rise from their graves. All across the globe, it's up to a small group of survivors to come together and find each other in order to protect themselves from the flesh eaters. Will they survive or will there only be the dead on the horizon?

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4. Hurt

DESIREE VO:

Why does this always happen? Every time something good sets in, it all gets ruined. It’s like I’m a bad omen. First it was Camp Brookview and now it’s Camp Lakeside. How many people are we going to have to lose? Clayton. He was a good leader. Why did I act that way towards him? I was being completely idiotic and look where he is now. If only there was a way to tell him I was sorry…

 

INT – POLICE STATION

(IRVING opens up the infirmary of the station)

WALLACE:

Christmas time, folks. Lock and load.

(Everyone quietly walks in)

IRVING:

I’m going to see if there’s a map in this place. They gotta have one.

MARY:

You mean you don’t know your way around the town?

IRVING:

This isn’t my vicinity.

WALLACE:

Alright, alright. There’s no time to be arguing. Irving, go find your map so we can get the hell out of here. Mary, why don’t you loosen up and go pick out your weapon of choice?

MARY:

I don’t believe in guns.

WALLACE:

Oh fuck me.

LUKE:

Don’t start Wallace-

WALLACE:

It’s end of the world as we know it and you’re so saying you don’t believe in guns? What if you’re surrounded by ten, maybe twenty of those things outside? What? Are you gonna use a little pocketknife.

MARY:

I can use a blunt instrument-

WALLACE:

Clayton had a perfectly blunt instrument and look what happened to him.

DESIREE:

Wallace, shut it!

(Pause)

LUKE:

We lost a lot of good people back there. Clayton, Doctor Marshall, everyone.

DESIREE:

It’s not fair.

WALLACE:

Nothings fair, kid. This world is a sick place and all it wants to do is eat us alive. I’m gonna go see if this place has any extra shells which Betsy can use.

(WALLACE exits)

MARY:

The Lord is looking out for us. We have Father Irving leading us and not a dead soul touched our body when we were leaving that campsite.

DESIREE:

Except your son was all over me.

MARY:

Owen? Did he get any blood on you, Desiree?

LUKE:

Nothing happened to her, Mary.

MARY:

Did you get hurt?

DESIREE:

I’m fine.

MARY:

Then you see! Another example of the Holy Spirit following us!

DESIREE:

If God was truly watching over us, why did he let your rotting corpse of a son attack me in the first place?

MARY:

Maybe it was divine intervention.

LUKE:

Mary, I think it’s time for you to face your fears and find a gun to attach yourself to.

MARY:

I don’t think I can-

LUKE:

I believe in you. Besides, if you need any help, Wallace is in there.

MARY:

Okay. I’ll be right back.

(MARY exits)

DESIREE:

Really? Did you just send her in there to get a gun?

LUKE:

Eh, give us a little free time from her.

DESIREE:

What is wrong with her?

LUKE:

She’s been a little tightly wound ever since she lost her husband. He died from the flu the first week after the incident.

DESIREE:

Oh wow.

LUKE:

Yep. Left her all alone with Owen before they were found by the rest of us. Now it’s just…

DESIREE:

Yeah.

LUKE:

You don’t look like the kind of person who likes to talk about their life before the incident.

DESIREE:

Because there’s not much to tell. Dead beat dad, slut of a mom, no real identity. I guess I never came out of my ugly duckling phase.

LUKE:

You looked like you were getting along pretty well inside of the group.

DESIREE:

Well that’s how it first starts out. It’s always calmest before the storm but then boom…shit hits the fan.

LUKE:

Desiree, I have to ask this. Did anything happen between you and Clayton?

DESIREE:

Is it obvious?

LUKE:

Not entirely.

DESIREE:

Be honest with me, Luke.

LUKE:

Okay. I guess it was a little obvious. Plus I overheard you two the night you…well-

DESIREE:

You can say it.

LUKE:

Had sex.

DESIREE;

I would have said fucked but okay.

LUKE:

Well I’m not as blunt as you are.

DESIREE:

You’re so modest, you know that?

LUKE:

Is that a problem?

DESIREE:

Not at all. It’s just a rare find in this day and all.

LUKE:

I’m just being myself. There’s no changing who I am, even when the world has gone to blood and dust.

DESIREE:

That’s why you’re a good man.

LUKE:

Thanks.

(IRVING enters)

IRVING:

I found a map.

LUKE:

Great! Um, what is that you’re wearing?

IRVING:

Bullet proof vest. I found it in the locker room down the hall.

DESIREE:

You worried that a corpse will try to shoot you?

IRVING:

You never know.

LUKE:

The extra padding could come in handy as a shield.

IRVING:

Exactly.

(WALLACE reenters)

WALLACE:

Damn police stations and their political correctness. They don’t have a single bullet that matches Betsy here.

IRVING:

Where’s Mary?

WALLACE:

She’s in the arsenal seeing which weapon she prefers: The magnum or the glock.

IRVING:

Perfect. Alright everyone, lets pack up and start heading out.

DESIREE:

Where are we gonna go?

IRVING:

According to the map, there’s a little village just north of here. I think that should be a good target for us to head for.

WALLACE:

As long as we stay away from the larger populations, we should we good.

IRVING:

Right. Now let’s check out the rest of this station and-

(We hear a clanking in the distance)

LUKE:

What’s that?

IRVING:

I’m not sure.

WALLACE:

Whatever it is, I don’t like it.

IRVING:

Wallace, you come with me. Desiree, you and Luke stay behind. We’ll go find out what’s making that noise.

LUKE:

You sure you don’t need any help?

IRVING:

I’m sure. Just keep both eyes open for anything.

 

INT – PRISON SECTION

(The clanking is getting louder)

WALLACE:

It’s over here.

IRVING:

I hear it. It’s coming from inside the cell block over there.

WALLACE:

Hold on. Let me shine my flash light on over there.

(WALLACE shines his flash light on and the two gasp)

WALLACE and IRVING:

-Gasp!-

(There’s a live prisoner inside the jail cell sliding a cup against the bars)

KENNETH:

So the Calvary finally arrives.

WALLACE:

Holy shit. The fucker’s still alive.

KENNETH:

Excuse me. I may be a prisoner but I take offense to that.

IRVING:

How long have you been locked up in there?

KENNETH:

A few days. Been holding up on nothing but stale bread and liquor.

WALLACE:

Where the hell did you get that?

KENNETH:

The sheriff gave me a supply before he left. I guess he knew the world was coming to an end and decided to give me my last meal while locking up.

IRVING:

Why didn’t he let you out?

KENNETH:

Why not just leave me here instead of pushing me out onto the green mile? It’d be much easier.

IRVING:

So…do you have any idea what’s going on out there.

KENNETH:

I’ve heard rumors. Before the station went black, I was told stories about corpses eating people and shit like that. Sounded like grade-A bullshit to me. But then again, look where I am.

WALLACE:

Why you even in here?

KENNETH:

Robbed a store and stabbed the clerk.

IRVING:

Looks like you’re getting your just desserts.

KENNETH:

I guess so.

WALLACE:

What’s your name?

KENNETH:

What’s it to you?

WALLACE:

It’s not every day we come across someone who lives off of stale bread and booze for three days straight. That takes dedication.

KENNETH:

I’m Kenneth.

WALLACE:

Wallace. This is Irving.

IRVING:

Okay, okay. You don’t have to introduce us. You’re acting like you’re going to bring him along with us.

KENNETH:

What, you don’t want me to tag along? You scared I’m going to hurt you or something?

IRVING:

Yes, actually.

WALLACE:

We have others. All together, we make up a small group of about five.

KENNETH:

Really? You know…the sheriff keeps the key to this cell behind you on the desk-

IRVING:

Forget it. I’m not letting a convict join in with the rest of my group.

WALLACE:

Irving, think about it. He could be of some good use.

IRVING:

What use could an armed robber be of?

KENNETH:

I’m really good with hand to hand combat, fellas.

IRVING:

Oh yes, I’m sure that is going to come in handy when dealing with those things outside.

KENNETH:

Then give me a gun-

IRVING:

Hell no.

WALLACE:

I’ll watch over him. We’ll give him a knife and I‘ll make sure he doesn’t harm anyone.

IRVING:

I still won’t trust that man.

KENNETH:

Come on, Irving is it? Come on Irving! If this is a life or death situation…I want to live. I’ll do anything to prove my keep. I’ve made mistakes but after being in here for so long, I’ve learned from my mistakes. There are things even scarier than what goes on in my head and that’s death. I don’t want to die. So give me a fighting chance.

WALLACE:

I trust this guy, dammit. Give him a chance.

(Pause)

IRVING:

Fine. But I’m going to warn you: If you even touch a hair on one of my group members, I’ll personally strangle you until you see the firey archways of hell. Do you hear me?

KENNETH:

Loud and clear.

WALLACE:

I found the key.

(They unlock the cell and open it)

IRVING:

Okay, come out. But before you do anything else, I’m going to frisk you.

KENNETH:

Why?

IRVING:

It’s a prison. I want to make sure you don’t have any hidden weapons on you.

KENNETH:

Fine.

(KENNETH is frisked)

IRVING:

He’s clean.

WALLACE:

Here. Take this knife. You say you’re good with hand to hand combat? Consider this your tool of choice. But be warned, don’t get a drop of blood on you. One bite or scratch from those things out there and you’re a dead man.

KENNETH:

Right.

IRVING:

Okay, you lead the way Kenneth. We’re following.

 

INT – POLICE STATION

MARY:

They’ve been gone for quite a while.

LUKE:

I’m sure everything is okay.

DESIREE:

What if they don’t come back? Do you think-

MARY:

Oh my God!

(MARY rises her gun)

KENNETH:

Whoa, whoa, whoa! Put the gun down! I’m safe, it’s cool.

MARY:

Prisoner! He’s a prisoner!

WALLACE:

Mary, it’s okay. Put the gun down you psychotic bitch-

IRVING:

Everybody calm down!

DESIREE:

Who is that?

IRVING:

Everyone shut up!

(Silence)

IRVING:

Everyone, this is Kenneth. He’s the latest addition to our group.

MARY:

What? You’re letting a prisoner into our group?

KENNETH:

Ma’am, I assure you-

MARY:

What were you even arrested for? Hm?

LUKE:

Is this safe?

WALLACE:

Don’t worry. I got a tight leash on this fella.

DESIREE:

Who are you really?

KENNETH:

I’m just a guy who was in the wrong place at the wrong time. I got stuck in a dark place during a period of my life and I couldn’t find a way out. Now here I am hoping that you all would trust me because I really need a second chance in life.

MARY:

Some men don’t deserve second chances.

KENNETH:

Really ma’am? Well I don’t mean to be rude but I can’t help but notice your WWJD t-shirt. Doesn’t Jesus give second chances?

MARY:

Not for sinners like you.

LUKE:

Mary, we don’t even know what he did.

DESIREE:

I hate to ask but I would feel better knowing exactly what you did do which got you here.

(Pause)

IRVING:

Kenneth?

WALLACE:

He doesn’t have to answer-

KENNETH:

I robbed a store and ended up stabbing the clerk.

MARY:

So you killed a man?

KENNETH:

I didn’t kill him.

MARY:

But you mortally wounded him.

KENNETH:

He didn’t die.

MARY:

That’s a variation of a sin.

IRVING:

Mary, please-

MARY:

He should stay here to be fed on.

KENNETH:

They already told me I was coming.

MARY:

Well I’m saying you’re not.

IRVING:

Mary, he’s coming.

WALLACE:

I’ll be watching over him like a hawk.

LUKE:

The sun is almost up guys.

IRVING:

We should be going.

MARY:

Not with him.

WALLACE:

He’s coming whether you like it or not.

DESIREE:

I guess we can give him a chance.

MARY:

Desiree! What can of answer is that? Would Clayton have said that?

DESIREE:

Yes, he would have.

MARY:

You don’t know that.

(KENNETH gives a quick cough)

IRVING:

You okay, Kenneth?

KENNETH:

Yeah, just something in my throat.

MARY:

How long have you had that cough?

KENNETH:

What do you mean how long? I just coughed now.

MARY:

I don’t know.

(MARY raises her gun)

LUKE:

Mary, put down your gun.

MARY:

He’s infected. Can’t you see? He’s been cooped up in this station for so long, he’s caught the flu. He’s going to die and turn, just like my husband and my son.

IRVING:

Mary, listen to reason. Your husband had the flu for a long period of time. You told me Owen just had a bad cough. You reacted by jumping to extreme conclusions. Put the gun down.

MARY:

He’s going to die and eat us all, just like all the others!

WALLACE:

Mary if you don’t put that gun down, I’ll make you put it down.

KENNETH:

Please, I’m not sick! I’m perfectly fine.

DESIREE:

No one has to get hurt, Mary.

MARY:

I’ll kill him. I’ll kill him to save us all.

IRVING:

Mary, we don’t kill the living. Remember what the Lord said: Thou shall not kill. I preached it every Sunday.

 MARY:

Father, I’m sorry. I gotta do this.

WALLACE:

Kenneth, duck!

(WALLACE grab’s MARY’S arm)

IRVING:

Wallace, no!

MARY:

Let go of my arm you crazy-

DESIREE:

Everybody down! That’s a live firearm!

(A gunshot goes off)

MARY:

Let go!

WALLACE:

Don’t make me do this!

MARY:

Do what?

(WALLACE punches MARY. MARY collapses to the ground, knocked out cold)

WALLACE:

She’s out cold.

IRVING:

Everyone okay?

DESIREE:

Yeah.

KENNETH:

Fuck, that woman is crazy!

IRVING:

We’ll have to do something with her once she comes to.

WALLACE:

Are you actually considering keeping her?

IRVING:

I’m not ditching her. That’s murder.

DESIREE:

It would be awfully cruel.

KENNETH:

I’m sorry I caused all this. It wasn’t supposed to be like this.

IRVING:

It’s okay.

WALLACE:

Don’t worry about it. I always wanted to punch this broad’s lights out.

KENNETH:

No, nothing is going the way it’s supposed to be! First my parents disown me after I drop out of medical school, then I go to prison, now the world is ending and I almost die due to a crazy Christian woman.-

IRVING:

Get used to it.

WALLACE:

Welcome to the new world, kid.

DESIREE:

We need to leave now. I’m sure that gunshot is going to attract lurkers.

IRVING:

Good point. Let’s pack up and head out everyone.

DESIREE:

Alright. Hey Luke let’s….oh my God!

IRVING:

What is it?

DESIREE:

Luke’s hurt. He’s been shot!

(The group huddle around an injured LUKE. He’s alive but injured. “Hurt” by Johnny Cash starts to play)

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