Dead on the Horizon Volume 2: Home

Now that our survivors have found each other, they need a place to hide. With the psychotic Olc hot on their trail, they decide to follow Yolanda to her boyfriends lab. However along the way, they discover a large private school which could become their new home. Will this building house them safely from the dead on the horizon?

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5. Monster

DEREK VO:

This is the part of the story where you decide what kind of hero you become. Do you become the man you see in the movies? The adventurer you read about in novels? The knight in shining armor you heard about in fairy tales? Or do you run away in fear? No. Not this time. We’re not going to cave into this monster. I’ve seen enough fire and brimstone in my life to know that this motherfucker won’t bring me down. Let’s see what he can do.

 

INT – CAFETERIA

GHOST:

Are you serious!?

KENNETH:

This has to be a joke right? This can’t be for real.

IRVING:

Listen to the herd outside. Did they just decide to stumble on through because they heard imaginary bullets go off?

WORMER:

Why didn’t you tell me about this Olc fellow?

WALLACE:

Because honestly, we thought he was old news.

JOEL:

Apparently the guy can hold a grudge.

YOLANDA:

So what do we do now?

IRVING:

Simple. We hold our ground.

DESIREE:

But Irving, did you see how many men he had out there?

DEREK:

The guy has an army under his control.

FREEMAN:

He’s practically a president.

IRVING:

Then we’ll fight like no other fight in human history.

WORMER:

I don’t want to die fighting against the living.

JOEL:

Noah, sometimes we do what we have to do.

WORMER:

Don’t get all chummy with me! Look at what we’re dealing with. We barely have any ammunition left due to our fight against the horde in the auditorium, the guy has troops among troops of men at his command, we’re goners.

 JOEL:

Now don’t you lose sight of what’s important, Noah. You always told me this school was your second home. Now it is your home. It’s our home. We’re not going to lose it to some hack jobs.

IRVING:

We need to discuss an attack plan.

HUE:

Is the school secure enough against the herd?

DESIREE:

Derek and I can make trips around the perimeter to make sure it’s safe.

WALLACE:

I’ll go back up to the roof. I’ll walkie on down if there’s any trouble.

IRVING:

Good. Let’s break it on up, everyone.

 

INT – ROCKVILLE GENERAL STORE

CHET:

What exactly are we looking for?

OLC:

Anything useful.

WES:

How long should we give the men a break until we plan our next attack, Sir?

OLC:

At least until the fried brain parade make their grand exit. Then we’ll blow the place to smithereens.

CHET:

So we’ll slice and dice and take no prisoners?

OLC:

Oh, we’ll slice and dice alright. But we’ll take a few prisoners. I’ll pick out a few of them and we’ll take em’ back to our headquarters.

CHET:

But that’s seven hours away…

OLC:

Got a problem with that?

CHET:

Not at all!

(A cracking is heard)

OLC:

Wes! Fried brain over in the corner. Take it out for me.

WES:

Yes, Sir.

(A whimpering is heard)

WES:

Sir, wait. It’s not a fried brain. It’s…it’s a little girl.

OLC:

Say what now?

CHET:

Well fuck me.

OLC:

Shut your mouth. Those are virgin ears over there.

(WES walks over and uncovers a little eight year old girl)

WES:

Hi little girl. How long have you been in here?

(She doesn’t answer)

CHET:

Is she mute or something?

WES:

She’s probably scared. She’s had nothing but the fried brains to keep her company.

OLC:

Bring her over here to me.

WES:

Follow me. Come on.

(WES brings her over to OLC)

OLC:

Now. Do you have a name?

CHET:

Olc. This is pointless.

OLC:

You’re very pretty. Can you please say something?

(She says nothing)

OLC:

You can speak to your uncle Olc.

CHET:

She’s not going to speak.

OLC:

Would you like to come with us? We have ice cream. Do you like ice cream?

WES:

But Sir, the plan-

OLC:

The plan will go ahead as scheduled. We’re just going to bring along an extra visitor.

CHET (sighs):

Fine.

WES:

Yes, Sir.

OLC:

Come along, little girl. You know, if you don’t have a name…would you mind if I called you something? Do you like the name Annie?

(Silence)

OLC:

Come on Annie. I’ll protect you.

(OLC and the little girl exit)

CHET;

Okay, what the fuck is all that about?

WES:

I don’t know.

CHET:

Don’t tell me you don’t know. You practically wipe that man’s ass everyday so don’t tell me you don’t know what the fuck is wrong with him!

WES:

If you want to know, find out for yourself.

(WES leaves)

CHET:

Fuck.

 

OLC VO:

I remember the day I got the phone call. I’m used to getting phone calls but this one may have been the hardest. No, I’m not talking about my wife’s death. As every clichéd story goes along, it was a dark and stormy night. My wife was filled with gin and decided to take our daughter out for ice cream after we got into a screaming fit. I can’t even remember what we were screaming about. The next thing I know, I get a call from the police saying my wife collided with a truck. She survived but our daughter…she wasn’t wearing her seatbelt. My wife was cold towards the whole ordeal. Not a tear shed. I on the other hand took to the bottle and every narcotic known to fucking man. Then I hatched a plan to get back at her years later. I ended up taking her life. Yippie, right? Throw me a fucking ball. But no matter what, it still won’t get me back my little Annie.

 

INT – CAFETERIA

(JOEL walks up to HUE)

JOEL:

Here Hue. I made you a specialized latch for your stump, just like Freemans.

HUE:

Jeez, thanks Joel!

JOEL:

No problem.

DESIREE:

How many weapons we got Yolanda?

YOLANDA:

I’ve counted twelve automatics and fifteen hands guns.

 FREEMAN:

As for ammo, we’re still collecting the lot.

DEREK:

Wallace says the herd is almost gone.

IRVING:

Good. They’ve hardly done any damage.

WORMER:

It’s that fence. It’s real heavy duty.

KENNETH:

Ghost and I have been trying to mix some chemicals together down in the chemistry lab.

IRVING:

Why?

GHOST:

Bombs. What else?

WORMING:

Don’t blow up the school for Christ sakes!

GHOST:

We were careful.

FREEMAN:

Hey Irving, I have a request.

IRVING:

Yes?

FREEMAN:

I know that you no longer follow the faith but, with what’s been going on and everything, I thought it would be understandable if you could possibly lead us all in a prayer.

LUKE:

I like that idea.

IRVING:

No, I can’t do that.

LUKE:

Awe, come on Irving!

DESIREE:

Give it one more try.

IRVING:

You all don’t understand. This isn’t something I can easily turn back on. It’s not like a light switch.

DEREK:

Then I’ll lead us into prayer.

JOEL:

Are you a believer?

DEREK:

I haven’t been to church in a while but sure, why not?

WORMER:

Hell, I’ll even bow my head for this.

IRVING:

Alright. Derek, would you please lead us into prayer?

DEREK:

Gladly. Would everyone bow their heads?

 

INT – OLC’S TENT

(OLC is playing checkers with the little girl)

OLC:

King me. You know, despite the fact that I’m winning, you’re very good at this Annie.

(Silence)

OLC:

Can you please speak to me? Call me by my name? Go ahead. Try sounding it out.

(Silence)

OLC:

How about “daddy?” Would that be easier for you? Try saying that. “Daddy.”

(WES enters)

 WES:

Sir!

OLC:

What is it, Wes?   

WES:

I got word from Chet that he saw the enemy on site.

OLC:

What!? How!?

WES:

I don’t know.

OLC:

Where’s Chet? Take me to him!

WES:

Yes, Sir. Right this way.

OLC:

Stay right here, Annie. I’ll be right back.

(The two leave. Silence. Seconds later, CHET slips in)

CHET:

Hello little girl. Now technically I mean you no harm but this out of dedication to Olc and his army. Plus you’ll get to see your real mom and dad! Don’t you want that?

(The little girl says nothing)

CHET:

Come on Chet. This is for Olc.

(CHET takes out his pistol. It has a silencer on it. He shoot’s off a silent shot)

 

EXT – OLC’S CAMP

OLC:

Where’s Chet, goddammit!?

CHET:

Olc! Wes!

OLC:

Chet! What is this news that I hear of you seeing the enemy on our campsite?

CHET:

I saw two of them, Olc. Derek and Irving. They were moving from tent to tent, looking specifically for you.

OLC:

Why didn’t you stop them!?

CHET:

I thought finding you would be best.

OLC:

Dammit you need to think you thick headed fuck! Wait…you said they were moving from tent to tent?

CHET:

Yes.

OLC:

Then that means…Annie!

(OLC heads for his tent)

 

INT – OLC’s TENT

(OLC heads inside to find the little girl dead)

OLC:

Annie!? No! NO! Dammit all to hell.

WES:

What is it, Sir?

OLC:

They got her. They fucking got her!

CHET:

But why would they-

OLC:

They’re taking no prisoners! These fuckers want pain? Then they got it! They want death? I’ll shove it down their throats! They want blood and guts washed throughout the hallways!? I’ll paint a picture of it. Wes, give the order!

WES:

Yes, Sir!

(WES exits)

CHET:

I’m sorry, Olc.

OLC:

This is no time for apologies. This is time for strapping on a bullet proof vest and sending shrapnel over that fucking fence! Now help me open this chest.

CHET:

What’s inside this thing anyway?

OLC:

You’ll see.

(The two open it up)

CHET:

Holy shit…is that?

OLC:

Meet my crazy bitch.

 

EXT – ROOF

(WORMER walks up to WALLACE)

WORMER:

Need help?

WALLACE:

What are you doing up here?

WORMER:

I figured you could use an extra pair of eyes. You know, a lookout buddy.

WALLACE:

No offence but a private school principal doesn’t exactly stack up against a sniper.

WORMER:

I used to teach history. I know plenty about stealth tactics.

WALLACE:

Thanks but no thanks, Wormer. I’m doing fine up here by myself.

WORMER:

You sure?

WALLACE:

Positive.

WORMER:

Fine. I guess I’ll just go back inside and-

(The sound of an RPG is heard)

WORMER:

What was that?

WALLACE:

Holy shit! Run!

(The front of the roof suddenly explodes. Down below, OLC and his men come forth)

OLC:

Men, tear this goddamn motherfucker down!

(CHET shoots off another round of the RPG and it destroys the front fence)

OLC:

Charge!

(The battle begins as we fade out to “Monster” by Imagine Dragons)

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