The Next Victim


INT. BEDROOM -- NIGHT

MARY, 40ish, strawberry blonde, is asleep.
She’s a 160-pound, 5-foot-4 bundle of muscle
ready to uncoil. Despite her fears someone
wants to kill her, she retains her feisty
attitude. At times she taunts her boss DENNIS, 
who – unknown to her – is a serial killer. They
 have a hate-hate relationship.

Screen fades to black. A FACELESS MAN 
slowly  floats from the darkness into hazy light, 
extending long arms, Mary’s POV, toward her
face, his hands growing larger, getting closer,
closer to her throat.

FACELESS MAN

The sound of his voice surrounds him like a
chorus of gravelly voices.

Your neck is mine . . . Your neck is mine . . .

Just as his hands touch Mary’s face –

EXT. CORNFIELD – NIGHT

Full moon. Mary, in pajamas, is being
chased in slow motion by the faceless
man. Everywhere she goes, in and out of
corn rows, he is in front of her, floating,
reaching for her throat and –

EXT. SCHOOL YARD – NIGHT

Mary, still in pajamas, her POV continuing,
is backed by the faceless man up against a
chain-link fence. Both of his hands touch
Mary’s neck –

MARY
NO!

She jolts awake. Gasps for breath as her
son KYLE rushes into her bedroom.

KYLE
Are you okay?

MARY
I’m okay. No, I’m not okay.


*******************


INT. HALLWAY IN CITY HALL – DAY

Mary chats with DORIS by door to Jack’s
office. JACK is Dennis’ boss. Good ol’ Boy.
Always backs Dennis vs. Mary. Male chauvinist.

Doris is the office know-it-all. Even when
she does not know it. Always ready to fling
an opinion. Has unexpected episodes of kindness.

DORIS
What brings you to Jack’s parlor?

MARY
Need to see the leader of the Good ol’ Boy gang.

Unnoticed by Mary, Jack is right behind her.
Wearing his usual casual attire. He clears his throat.

JACK
I heard that. You can go now, Doris.

She leaves.

He opens the door. Follows Mary into his office.

INT. JACK’S OFFICE – DAY

Heads to his desk. Points to chair on opposite
side of the desk. Both sit down. Not happy
that she’s in his office.

JACK
What’s with the Good ol’ Boy nonsense?

MARY
Just chitchat. Not what I’m here to talk
about.

JACK
What’s so urgent that you have to see me?
You have a supervisor.

MARY

Extends an envelope. He does not take it.

I want to file this grievance.

JACK
You have to follow rules.

MARY
What are you saying?

JACK
Grievances must be filed with your
supervisor.

MARY
But –

JACK
But what?

MARY
The grievance is about Dennis.

JACK
Just a moment.

Picks up his phone. Punches a number.

JACK (CONT’D)
Dennis, I’m sending Mary to you. She
wants to discuss a grievance.

He hangs up the phone before Dennis
can answer

MARY
It’s really true what I heard.

JACK
About what?

MARY
The Good ol’ Boy gang at City Hall.

JACK
Rubbish. No Good ol' Boys here.
They’re in Alabama and Louisiana.

MARY
Better check your map. Maybe Kansas
has been annexed.


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