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FADE IN: EXT. CABIN - NIGHT A blue pickup truck idles outside a small wood cabin. The cabin door, slightly ajar, is opened by WALTER RAMSEY (40s), carrying his sleeping daughter RACHEL (7). Walter opens the door to the pickup truck and lovingly places Rachel inside. Rachel stirs and motions her hands, grabbing for something. Walter places a teddy bear in her arms, immediately quieting her. Walter walks around the pickup truck and gets in the driver's seat, a somber look on his face. He looks at the open door to the cabin without a hint of emotion on his face. An outstretched hand lies in the doorway, the body obscured. A puddle of blood slowly creeps outside, expanding past the hand. Without a word, Walter drives away from the cabin and down the mountain road. EXT. ROAD - NIGHT The truck is beautifully silhouetted against the pine trees and full moon. Rachel continues to sleep in the backseat as Walter suddenly hits an emotional pane of glass, breaking down as he drives. His speed is slowly increasing. The road is slowly starting to curve, but Walter continues his straight path. Rachel, as if sensing some malevolent presence, tightens her grip on her bear. Then, without warning, it appears: the mountain curve. Walter screams as he hits the acceleration as hard as he can, jarring Rachel awake. She joins in his scream. With a loud THUD, the truck bursts through the guard rail and over the cliff. It plummets towards the ground to begin a barrel roll when... INT. VAN - NIGHT Rachel, now in her 20s, jolts awake in the passenger seat of an old Volkswagen van. The van sits in the small parking lot of a nearby service station in the mountains. The station is small, with one garage and a small convenience store. One of those old assisted service places from the '50s you don't see today. Suddenly, a BLONDE WOMAN appears in the backseat. This is LINDSAY (20s), Rachel's best friend. LINDSAY And the lady wakes. You OK, Rach? RACHEL Yeah...where are we? LINDSAY Supply run, should be here for a couple minutes. Feel like stretching your legs? RACHEL Yeah. I'd like that. Rachel looks towards the convenience store. Lindsay looks at Rachel. LINDSAY I'm really glad you came, Rachel. RACHEL (beat) Thanks, Liz. They exit the car and head inside. INT. CONVENIENCE STORE - NIGHT The convenience store is typically empty at this time of night. Lindsay and Rachel wander the aisles. RACHEL But I still don't see why you had to drag him along. LINDSAY Look, Rach-- RACHEL Mountains and pine trees, that's what I was promised. Now all I need is Dave along for the ride. LINDSAY You could see this as... RACHEL As what? LINDSAY A way to reconnect with your cousin? RACHEL While he keeps living across the country? LINDSAY And location has to do with...what? RACHEL The fact I like him better the farther away he is. And I was pretty fine before we got here. Living with him for 2 years was enough. LINDSAY You survived 2 years, what'll a week do? You're both here now and you're not leaving until you've buried your hatchet. RACHEL Better keep me away from that hatchet, Liz. INT. CONVENIENCE STORE (COUNTER)- NIGHT Over at the counter, JB PREWITT, the van's driver, talks with DAVE LACKEY, Rachel's cousin. If one squinted really hard, one could think Dave was a modern-day Laurel to JB's Hardy. JB Ya know, thanks for coming up here, Davy. We all appreciate it. Dave looks over at Rachel and Lindsay. DAVE Rachel thinks otherwise. JB She's been thinkin' that for 13-odd years. Let her think it. Getting her to change...it'll take time. DAVE I know that. He is silent, discontent. JB Hey, it's not your fault for what happened to her. Rachel and Jesse... DAVE Yeah, they were close. I know. But ever since the accident, she just...can't be near me. JB It's not your fault for that either. You did what you could for her then. DAVE I know...but it still makes me think. MA $13.50. An elderly woman (we'll call her "ma") is behind the antique register with her withered hand outstretched. She smokes an equally withered cigarette. JB pulls out a credit card. MA (CONT'D) Ain't gonna work, slim. JB mutters as he pulls out a $20. Ma takes it and takes her time getting his change. JB's eyes wander around the register. Picturesque photos of woodland scenery and tourist towns litter a nearby bulletin board. In one corner, tucked away under several postcards, is a MISSING PERSONS sign with multiple photographs. MA (CONT'D) Your change. Boy? JB snaps out of his daze. JB Yeah. The change clatters on the counter, leaving JB to scoop it up in his hands. Ma looks out the window. MA Car trouble? JB and Dave look out the window. ROBIN (late 20s), Lindsay's boyfriend, has haphazardly parked the van outside. One tire rests on the sidewalk. JB Guess so. MA Need a map? She pats a stack of obviously used maps that are covered with lots of pen scrawls. The earliest one is dated 1994. MA (CONT'D) Up-dated 'em myself. JB looks at the maps like they're the oddest thing he's ever seen. Up-dated? JB Sure, I'll get one. She grabs one and rings it up. MA Now, the pen shouldn't be no big trouble. Crossed out all the roads that don't work anymore. JB looks at it, trying to find their location. He traces the road with his finger from the gas station up through the mountains. He suddenly hits a town whose name's been crossed out in pen. JB Ma'am? Ma takes a break from her cigarette. MA Mm? JB What do all these crossed out towns mean? MA Ah, all those are dead towns. Abandoned. He looks closely at the town- Dulles' Point. Robin honks the horn of the van. ROBIN (faint) C'mon! Dave grabs the grocery bags and heads outside with the girls. JB quickly folds up the map and pockets it. JB Thanks. The door clangs shut as she pulls a long drag off her cigarette. EXT. SERVICE STATION - NIGHT They all pile into the van and drive off into the night. Without any more customers, the service station's lights turn out. As the final light goes out, the service station appears to disappear into the trees. INT. VAN - NIGHT Robin and Lindsay sit in the front while JB and Rachel sit in the middle. Dave has resumed his normal spot in the back. JB is curled up on his seat, studying the map with a flashlight. It turns out the map is littered with crossed out towns. JB Christ, these towns are everywhere. The van shakes as a gust of wind blows outside. JB almost drops the flashlight, but catches it. He stares at the town of Dulles' Point once more. Rachel stirs in her sleep and wakes up, slightly moaning. She looks out the window. EXT. VAN - NIGHT Rachel's side is driving relatively close to the guardrail, protecting the van from falling off the extreme precipice. Rachel's eyes widen and she jumps back from the window. INT. VAN - NIGHT Rachel jumps back, hitting JB. JB Rachel. Rachel! Calm down! Her breathing slows. JB takes a look out the window. JB (CONT'D) Quit driving so close to the rail, Robin! (to himself) Drive worse than me... The van lurches to the right, away from the cliff side. JB (CONT'D) Your heights...I forgot you were... RACHEL Sorry. It's nothing. Did we pass any towns? JB If a gas station and a shanty constitutes a town. No, nothing. Just forest as far as the eye can see. RACHEL Guess that's why my father loved the place. Rachel looks out the window to see the same curve in the road as in her dream. JB (reassuring) If it's all you say it is, I bet it's beautiful. RACHEL Thanks. She sees the map in JB's hands. RACHEL (CONT'D) What's that? JB Oh, yeah. I got this weird map back there. RACHEL The station? JB Yeah. It's got all this crossed out stuff. He shows her the map as he traces his fingers on it. JB (CONT'D) We're here... He moves up the map. RACHEL My cabin's here. Still a considerable distance from their position now. JB gives a grimace. More importantly, it's extremely close to, if not right next to Dulles' Point. JB "Dulles' Point." RACHEL It's abandoned? JB That's what that lady said back there. RACHEL Well, we're close to it, and we're hiking tomorrow, right? We should be able to see it from up there. She turns to look at Dave in the backseat. RACHEL (CONT'D) I just don't see why he came. JB Dave? Why not? RACHEL Nothing. Just seems like dead weight is all. She goes back to sleep, leaving JB holding the flashlight and staring at the map. He folds it up, pockets it, and turns off the flashlight. EXT. ROAD - NIGHT The van pulls up to a wall of snow. The road ends in a flurry of white powder. ROBIN This is it? The van stops and everyone tiredly exits the car. Lindsay rubs her eyes and clings like a child to Robin. JB According to the map...yeah. RACHEL Road's usually snowed in near the top but...never like this. Everyone stares at the intimidating pile of snow. RACHEL I'll go get the snowmobile. She begins walking up the path obscured by snow. JB What are we supposed to do? RACHEL (calling back) Get your snowshoes on and walk! Exasperated, the rest of the group walks around to the back of the van to empty out their belongings. RACHEL (CONT'D) (faint) Don't worry about the luggage! They stop and wait. ROBIN Small favors... Eventually, they begin trudging up the path. EXT. PATH TO CABIN - NIGHT Rachel walks along the path. The air is still and no crickets chirp. The only sound permeating the night is the crunch of Rachel's footsteps. A flash of fire in Rachel's mind. Rachel's breathing becomes more intense. She walks faster. Deer run by quickly in the forest, sensing some evil. The need to get away. Rachel runs too, not daring to look behind her. She's almost hyperventilating. A creature, only its feet exposed, runs through the forest. If the feet weren't so mangled, they could pass for human. Rachel shuts her eyes and continues to run. She clenches them shut. Suddenly, she touches a wooden surface. She's at the cabin. She takes a deep breath and slowly exhales, rubbing her face with one of her hands. The hand is VISIBLY SCARRED. INT. CABIN - NIGHT Rachel unlocks the door to the cabin and lets everyone in. JB fumbles through the darkness before finding the light switch, flicking it on and off. It doesn't work. JB Power's out. RACHEL There's a fuse box in the back. I'll take care of it. Rachel steps out as others step in. EXT. CABIN - NIGHT Rachel steps along a mulched path to a large fuse box in the back of the house. As she opens the box, a rustling is heard behind her. She dismisses it as nothing and sets to work resetting the breakers. She closes the box and hears a low growl. She turns to see-- A WOLF. Large, shaggy, and with distinctive red eyes, the wolf is a seriously intimidating creature. At first glance it appears rabid, but it would take a glance like Rachel's to know it knows exactly what it's doing. It digs its paws into the snow, digging up dirt as it continues to growl at Rachel. Rachel presses against the wall of the cabin in intense fear. RACHEL Go now, girl. Shockingly enough, the wolf actually responds to Rachel's words. It snorts and turns around, shooting her a quick warning glance before running among the trees. Rachel takes a few quick breaths before heading back inside. INT. CABIN - NIGHT The cabin has two floors- one main floor and a loft-esque second floor. The biggest room on the first floor is the living room, with a cozy couch facing a large fireplace. Adjacent to it is the kitchen and a hallway with one bedroom. The second floor has enough bedrooms to accommodate a large sized family, but most of the rooms haven't been slept in for several years. In short, it feels like home. Foregoing the pleasantries of their new dwelling, everyone picks a bedroom and plops on their beds, falling asleep immediately. FADE TO BLACK. INT. BEDROOM (JB) - MORNING JB groans as he turns in the strewn sheets. He's still in the same clothes he wore the night before. RACHEL (O.S.) Wake up, everyone! He gets up, rubs his face, and leaves the room. INT. KITCHEN - MORNING Rachel is frying sausages and eggs over the stove in the kitchen. Her attitude is completely reversed: instead of indifferent, she's now motherly. Everyone else slowly shuffles into the kitchen and sits down in the table. Robin, bags under his eyes, prepares coffee in a cheap pot. Rachel lays plates in front of everyone. RACHEL I was listening to the radio this morning. Fresh powder overnight. Lindsay grins while Rachel nods. Everyone else looks on in curiosity while digging into their breakfast. Amazingly, Rachel is a good cook. LINDSAY Thunder Peak? RACHEL Thunder Peak. Should be in tip-top condition right about now. ROBIN What's Thunder Peak, Liz? LINDSAY Last year, me and Rach had a couple of sick days free and were sick and tired of work. So, being the...intrepid young souls we are, we decided to come up here. However, being the perfectly normal people we really are, we got lost. So we park the van and we look at the map. Then...CRACK! (she hits the table) If not the biggest thunderstorm begins to go off all around us. Then...we see it. The purest mountain out here. ROBIN Thunder Peak? LINDSAY Thunder Peak. We looked it up on the Internet. Turns out it's called Mt. Gyver, but you've got to admit Thunder Peak's so much cooler. ROBIN Did it say how high it was? RACHEL There's a marker on the top with everything you need to know. Read it when we get there. ROBIN Wait, we're not...going up there, are we? RACHEL You a hiker, Robin? ROBIN No. RACHEL Then I'd take your time with your breakfast and delay the inevitable. EXT. SUMMIT - DAY The view on top of Thunder Peak is stunningly beautiful. A light fog covers the basin of the mountains, almost eclipsing Dulles' Point. The group has finally reached the summit, which is surrounded by a small guard rail. They rest on it idly, taking long gulps of water from plastic water bottles. A small stone placard rests in the middle of the clearing, which Rachel reads. RACHEL (reading) Mt. Gyver, named for Reverend Joshua Gyver, founder of the Mt. Gyver colony, abandoned 1612. Noted for his conversion of Native Americans to Christianity. Erected by Dulles' Point Historical Society. She looks at JB. He's fascinated. And then it catches Rachel's eye. RACHEL Hey, JB. JB What is it? RACHEL I found your town. He stops drinking his water and hurries over to Rachel's spot. She points into the distance and he sees it. JB Lindsay, can you find me the binoculars? Lindsay shoots him an obvious "I don' wanna" look. She gets up and rummages through one of the bags, disgruntled. She finds it and throws it to JB. It lands into the dust feet away from where he's standing. JB (CONT'D) Watch it! $150, mind. He picks them up and dusts them off with his shirt. He looks in the distance. It's Dulles' Point, a large clearing nestled amongst vast expanses of trees. Built like an old west mine town, but ravaged by '60's kitsch and the effects of time, the town is a monument to the failed enterprising initiative humanity had so long ago. No wonder it's abandoned. Yet it's strangely captivating. ROBIN What is it? JB This old town marked on the map I got at the station. Lindsay, feigning interest, walks over to Rachel and JB's vantage point. LINDSAY Lemme take a look. She takes the binoculars with one slackened hand. Upon seeing the town, however, she uses them with both hands. The strange allure of the town takes effect. JB Well? LINDSAY Looks pretty cool. RACHEL Well... She toys with the idea in her head. JB Well, what? She pauses, thinking some more. RACHEL We could go there. As she wanted, this somewhat blows away JB and Lindsay. JB Really? RACHEL Well...yeah. I mean, it's out of the way, but I guess we could go down later... JB leaps at the chance. JB Yes! (calming down) Definitely. Over near the other end of the summit, Dave is standing on the edge. Lindsay walks over to him. LINDSAY What are you doing, Dave? He takes a breath and rubs his eyes. DAVE Nothing, Liz. Just tired. LINDSAY Dave, Robin's an insomniac. I know the difference between tired and troubled. What's up? Dave takes a deep breath. DAVE Maybe Rachel's right. I...I've been getting second thoughts, and maybe I shouldn't have come. LINDSAY What? Why not? DAVE Look at us. We've barely spoken over the years and it's no different now. I mean...we live on opposite ends of the continent. She's never talked to me... (beat) ...or even glanced at me for 13 years. (beat) Tell me...If I plummeted down to the bottom, would she care? He looks over the edge. It's a steep drop. LINDSAY Well... She doesn't know what to make of Dave's unexpected outburst. LINDSAY (CONT'D) Fine. Just wait a couple of days and me and Robin will let you leave. No harm, no foul. But Dave...the only way Rach will talk to you is if you take the first step. After that, let her take it on her own. Dave breathes...and takes a step back. DAVE ...Thanks, Liz. LINDSAY Anytime, Davy. RACHEL (calling) If you're finished talking over there...we'd like to see the town. EXT. TREELINE - DAY The group breaks through the treeline surrounding Dulles' Point. What's interesting about the town, though, is the fact that it isn't abandoned. It's in the process of being abandoned. People packing cars line the one street of the town, almost robotic in action. LINDSAY What's going on? The group wanders into the town, but the people barely even look at them before they continue packing their cars. Up close, the buildings of the town are surprisingly sturdy, looking like they could withstand a hurricane with very little damage. ROGER Welcome! ROGER (60s), a tall, weather-built man, walks towards the group. He has a welcoming smile, revealing slightly-yellowed teeth. ROGER (CONT'D) I'm Roger Parr. Welcome to Dulles' Point. I'm sorry, but we're closed for the season and... RACHEL We're not tourists. What's going on? He abruptly begins walking along the street, prompting the others to follow him. ROGER (CONT'D) They're packing up. The harsh storms make this place nigh uninhabitable come winter. LINDSAY I heard this place was... ROGER Abandoned? Surely not. Just that others would like to think we don't exist than acknowledge the modest life we live. In the meantime...the town's closing down pretty fast, so feel free to see our sights, stretch your legs... (chuckling again) ...enjoy it while it lasts! Parr gives a boisterous laugh as he walks back down the street, leaving them alone. They've stopped in front of a large, steepled church. A small, archaic churchyard precedes it, in its center a large medieval maze. With nothing else to do, the group falls victim to the town's charm and split up along the street. INT. GENERAL STORE - DAY Rachel has wandered into a general store displaying various Native American items for sale. She idly looks at the various knick-knacks before grabbing various "home grown" vegetables for dinner. She walks over to the cashier, who rings up the various groceries. His nametag simply says "ED." ED That it for ya', ma'am? Rachel isn't listening. Her eyes have wandered over to a display on the counter of beautiful, intricate dreamcatchers. She is transfixed. ED (CONT'D) Ma'am? She snaps out of her strange trance. RACHEL Yeah. That's it. Ed realizes what she was looking at. ED Sure I can't talk you into purchasing one of these genuine hand-woven dreamcatchers? He puts on a smile that clearly shows he's trying to make a quick buck. Rachel doesn't care. RACHEL Sure. I'll take one. Ed's hands wander over the display case before he finally picks one. ED It suits ya'. He bags the items and she quickly walks out of the shop. ED (CONT'D) Have a good night! She doesn't hear him. INT. BEDROOM (RACHEL & LINDSAY) - NIGHT Rachel and Lindsay share a bedroom on the second floor. Rachel is fast asleep...until she hears it. Rachel is awoken by the sound of Lindsay's faint screams. No...not just Lindsay's. Dave's. Robin's. JB's. Rachel darts out of bed in concern, grabbing her recently purchased dreamcatcher off her nightstand. She doesn't notice Lindsay's fast asleep in the bed beside her. EXT. CABIN - NIGHT It's snowing. Rachel has walked into the treeline around the cabin, slowly walking into the forest. Like she was with the dreamcatcher, she's transfixed rather than alarmed by the screaming voices. She's still concerned, though. The screams don't seem to come from a general direction, but surround her. She turns around rapidly, trying to find a source for the screams. A new sound joins the voices: falling trees. Rachel looks up and notices trees in the distance are falling down around her. Suddenly, the WOLF appears among the trees, running to Rachel. She screams as the wolf stops before her... ...and turns tail, running off. Rachel looks behind her to see Lindsay. Rachel runs to her and holds her tight. LINDSAY I heard you running down the hall. What are you doing out here? Rachel is shuddering, finally noticing the cold. RACHEL There were...voices... LINDSAY What voices? Come on, Rach, let's get you inside. Lindsay envelops her in her robe and they quickly walk inside. Rachel chances a quick glance back at the forest. There's nothing but the frost on the trees. EXT. CABIN - MORNING A small sedan drives up to the cabin on snow tires. It clunks before the engine shuts off. Inside the car is Roger, graven faced. He exits the car and trudges to the front door, knocking on it three quick times. Dave answers the door. ROGER I have some bad news. INT. KITCHEN - MORNING Roger now sits at the table. Rachel's made him a small plate of eggs and bacon. ROGER (CONT'D) With everyone gone, I thought I'd man the CB radio in the station. I received a transmission from a watchtower several miles away to get the weather report and...there's a snowstorm coming. Silence. ROGER (CONT'D) Which is why I'm here. I don't really think all of you should be stuck out here alone during this mess. Our lodge has enough room for all of you and it wouldn't be any trouble... JB How bad do they think it'll be? ROGER He says the worst in about...18 years. It's going to be hellish. Expect all of this to be buried under a mountain of powder. Roger takes a bite of eggs. ROGER (CONT'D) Just think it'd be safer, is all. INT. BEDROOMS - DAY Everyone packs their belongings. Rachel brushes her fingers against the dreamcatcher before putting it on her neck. ROBIN (O.S.) C'mon, Rachel! Rachel zips up her suitcase and takes a short breath. Oddly enough, her breath is visible. She shudders before leaving the room with her only suitcase. INT. LIVING ROOM - DAY Everyone has congregated in the living room with their suitcases. Dave and JB are gone. Rachel steps in. RACHEL Where's Roger? ROBIN Left for town. RACHEL Hey, is the heater on? ROBIN Yeah. Why? RACHEL In my room, it...nothing. Where's JB and Dave? LINDSAY They took the snowmobiles out to the van. Roger'll be calling them on the CB to make sure we're alright. EXT. ROAD - DAY Dave and JB ride on two snowmobiles down the snowed in road, searching for the van. They drive...and drive...but they still can't find the van. DAVE Where's the van? JB We must've missed a turn back there! C'mon! They rapidly turn the snowmobiles around and drive in the opposite direction. They still haven't found it: they see the cabin in the distance. They search...and search...until JB realizes it. He almost crashes his snowmobile in the process. He jumps off the snowmobile and puts his ear to the ground. DAVE JB? JB Shh! Listen. Dave does the same...and he hears it. A faint crackling noise. They look at each other before they frantically start digging. They dig until they find a hard surface- the moon roof of the van, buried in the snow. JB looks at Dave with an expression of awe and fear before breaking the moon roof with his boot and jumping inside. INT. VAN - DAY The sole source of light from the moon roof barely brightens the frost covered interior. JB makes his way to the front of the van, where he picks up the CB transmitter. ROGER Hello? Testing, one-two... JB Roger? ROGER JB? You fellas on your way? JB Not anytime soon, Roger. Not by a long shot. EXT. CABIN - DAY Roger has come back to the cabin and is loading the group's luggage in the back of his small sedan. ROGER Not too unusual 'round these parts, really. Pockets of the storm, with the right conditions, mind ya', they can bury a house just like your own. RACHEL We all really appreciate this, sir. ROGER Don't you start with any of that "sir" business. Name's Roger. He loads the last of the luggage (amazingly it all fits) before slamming the door shut. EXT. ROAD - DAY Roger drives the girls in his car while Dave, JB, and Robin ride on the snowmobiles. Robin, with a grim expression of distaste, has been forced to ride on the back of JB's motorcycle. On the way, the side of the path becomes littered with giant fallen trees. RACHEL (V.O.) What happened to all the trees? LINDSAY (V.O.) Looks like they've been ripped up by... ROGER (V.O.) (interrupting them) The storm? Yeah, those gusts will take down a tree with even the deepest roots. LINDSAY (V.O.) It's so strange. INT. POLICE STATION - DAY Maps of the surrounding area paper the walls. In the center of the room is a sturdy pine table with a large CB radio. Suddenly, it crackles to life. WATCH (V.O.) Roger? Roger? Roger runs to the table and sits in a small chair before answering. ROGER This is Roger. How ya' doin', Watch? WATCH (V.O.) Gettin' mighty chilly up here, boss. Storm's startin' to blow through. ROGER Any news on the weather? WATCH (V.O.) Sorry to say it looks like you're up the proverbial creek, Rog. The whole area's gonna get the worst of it. ROGER Yeah, I seen it already. I got a couple of kids with me. Their van was buried in a storm pocket last night. Also knocked down a whole buncha' the trees too. WATCH (V.O.) Damn, looks like you got it the worst already! You ain't got a Wendigo up there, do ya', Rog? Roger takes a while to respond. His face shows a quick spark of immense fear before returning to its usual jovial mood. ROGER Sure hope we don't! Thanks for the update, Watch. WATCH Anytime, Rog! Talk to ya' later. ROGER Over and out. The CB clicks off. JB Wendigo? ROGER Sorry? JB A Wendigo. What is it? ROGER You mean to tell me you ain't never heard of the Wendigo, friend? JB looks like a grown up 7-year-old. JB No, Rog. Roger grins and shakes a little bit, getting into character. ROGER The Wendigo's an old Algonquin legend: a monster so vicious it'll eat your flesh right off the bone and still be so hungry it'll eat your whole family and next-a kin. It wanders the forest, luring prey by usin' what we want to its advantage. Wendigo hunger ain't never cease. (beat) Those Algonquins said if a human eats human flesh by sunup, they'll turn a Wendigo come sundown. Also...if you hear a faint scream on the wind...and the trees shake like the dickens... He gets real close to the group, captivated by Roger's tale. ROGER (CONT'D) Then the Wendigo's a-comin'. If ya' be vigilant and be true-hearted, ya' might survive the night. However, if you dare look back, the Wendigo's true form'll be the last thing you see before he pulls you away, your feet turning to ash...and your scream becomes his. He pauses for effect...then drops the country bumpkin facade. ROGER (CONT'D) (grinning) But that's what I tell the tourists. Now who's hungry? I got a mighty fine roast ready to eat. Like on the street before, he abruptly leaves, causing the group to follow suit. Before they leave, Robin gives Lindsay a quick shake, causing her to jump. He laughs as she lightly punches him as they leave the room. INT. BEDROOM (LINDSAY & ROBIN) - NIGHT Robin lies in a large bed with Lindsay. He is wide awake. He stares at the clock nearby: 1:04 a.m. Frustrated from his lack of sleep, he leaves the bed and heads to the adjoining bathroom. INT. BATHROOM - NIGHT Robin opens the mirror medicine cabinet and grabs a pill bottle: his insomnia medication. Excited for relief, he quickly opens the pill bottle. It's empty. ROBIN Damn it. He slams the medicine cabinet before storming out of the room. EXT. TOWN CENTER - NIGHT Robin, now fully dressed, has decided to go for a quick walk to calm himself down enough for sleep. Snow whips through the biting wind, breaking the silence. Robin walks through the town towards the treeline. However, something has visibly broken the treeline and is now running straight for Robin. The WOLF. Robin steps backwards at an increasing rate before turning tail and running for the lodge. He takes deep, intense breaths. He makes it to the lodge, frantically trying to open the door and pounding on it. ROBIN Let me in! Anyone! He looks down: the knob has frozen over. The wolf is ever closer, its red eyes burning in the night. The noise of falling trees begins to echo through the town. Robin gives up the lodge and runs for the church, hoping to get to safety. But what he sees immediately makes him stop. The faded cobblestone maze has CHANGED, now built of towering, dark green hedges. It moves oddly in the wind, as if alive. He runs for it, knowing the wolf is right on his tail. He makes it. INT. MAZE - NIGHT Robin, still running and panting, quickly becomes lost among the hedges. His anxiety increases, darting around wildly and taking every available turn. Suddenly, the noise of falling trees stops. His sense of anxiety disappears as he breathes a sigh of relief. He turns around and, smiling, presses his right hand and walks forward, towards the exit of the maze. Upon turning a corner, he sees yet another sight that makes him stop. It's Rachel, barely clothed and lying on a quilt blanket. She smiles devilishly at him. A nearby lantern illuminates her delicate curves. She is beautiful. Robin, his sense of logic and reason fading away, begins to stumble towards Rachel. He kneels down and, after sharing several visible breaths, kisses Rachel passionately. It doesn't take long for Robin to be seduced. They toss and turn, Rachel suddenly becoming Lindsay, Lindsay changing into Rachel...all is unaware to Robin, blinded by lust. Rachel breaks the kiss and lifts up his shirt, planting small kisses down his chest. At the navel, she suddenly stops. Robin opens his eyes to look at her. RACHEL Robin...I need you. Rachel slowly lifts her head to reveal a gruesome visage, the skin slowly melting from the bone and landing with a sickening plop on Robin. She grins madly. Robin screams in primal horror. EXT. MAZE - NIGHT The snowstorm has picked up, snow blurring everything in the town. The wind howls with a fierce demeanor. Robin has made it out of the maze, running straight for the treeline behind the church. He makes it to the treeline and runs into the forest, never noticing he's left behind ashen footprints, or that the snowstorm is softly sweeping them away, absorbing them. INT. BEDROOM (RACHEL) - NIGHT Rachel awakes with a start, hearing Robin's screams of terror. She runs out into the hallway. INT. HALLWAY - NIGHT All the others have heard the screams too, joining Rachel as they run out of their bedrooms and run outside. EXT. LODGE - NIGHT The group runs outside in the storm, the falling trees, and Robin's screaming. No, not just Robin's. Dave's, Rachel's, Lindsay's, JB's...even Roger's. All these horrendous screams are mixed with the storm. INT. LODGE - NIGHT The group is in the CB room, crowded around the radio. ROGER Watch, are you there?! Can you hear me, Watch?! Static. Voices. Roger turns and clutches the microphone. ROGER (CONT'D) Watch! Are you there, man? Watch's voice is garbled due to the storm, but his words can be easily heard. WATCH (V.O.) Roger? What's goin' on? I was just sleepin' and... ROGER Watch, one of the kids has up and left. Disappeared, more like. WATCH (V.O.) In this?! Good God, Roger! ROGER I know. I-- But then the CB Radio has new noise- falling trees. WATCH (V.O.) What is-- Then nothing but static. It's claimed Watch. ROGER Watch? Watch?! There is no reply. RACHEL (fearful) Why...why isn't he answering? DAVE The trees...it's got him. Whatever got Robin's got him. LINDSAY Robin's alive. He's ALIVE. He's out there! Couldn't you hear- DAVE Hear what, Liz? His screaming? In case you didn't notice, we all heard our voices. Whatever's got him...it's wants us too. RACHEL Or maybe it already has us. Why else would we be screaming? JB Damn it, Rachel, don't do that. We need to get rescue. We need to get out of here. He looks at Lindsay, who is silently crying. JB (CONT'D) (acknowledging) Find Robin. (beat) So, Roger...is there any way out? The group looks at Roger expectantly. ROGER There...there isn't one. There shouldn't be, anyway. DAVE What? Roger has never been seen like this- defeated. The gentle, grandfatherly image has disappeared like Robin. ROGER Our faith is about standing tall in the face of adversity...against the elements. Whoever's supposed to guard the town does just that. This is the ultimate test of faith. That's...that's why I'm still here. DAVE And this is what? Just another test? One of us is out there against your elements, and he's dying. He doesn't have your faith to back him up. Elements are elements, and they affect everyone just the same. Roger, previously wide-eyed in this question of faith, now flies off the table, cornering Dave. ROGER Let me tell you something, Dave. All of you sleep in our town's beds and eat our food. Do you know I'm not supposed to let ANYONE in? I'm supposed to be alone! I chose to take you in because it was the right thing to do. (beat) As you might know, I'm human too. I can't make it all stop. If you noticed before, I heard the screams too. I'm in this as much as you are, so don't think I'm not a part of this. He backs off. He barely looks at the group as he begins to leave the room. He laces his boots roughly. ROGER (CONT'D) If I'm gone in the morning...and my car's gone...don't be surprised. He breathes hard, trying to expel the force that seemed to possess him throughout the scene. ROGER (CONT'D) Just stay in the lodge. Whatever you do, be back inside by sunset. I'm gonna' pay Watch a visit. I'm going to get us out of here. DAVE Roger? He turns to Dave. His face seems to have forgotten all about the incident, but his eyes clearly contradict him. DAVE (CONT'D) I'm...I'm just... ROGER It's OK. Just let it settle like the snow and it'll all be over quick. He exits, the ghost of the incident hanging over the group in a stunned silence. They can't forget so easily. EXT. LODGE - MORNING Roger has packed his car with nothing but the bare essentials. He is dressed in bulky, but warm winter clothing. He pockets a pistol. He is ready. The group stands on the front porch of the lodge, watching. ROGER JB! Come here for a second. He quickly obeys. JB What is it? ROGER While I'm gone, keep an eye on the radio. I'm going to try and contact everyone when I get there. If not...then... JB What? ROGER ...Would you consider going, too? JB You're going to make it. ROGER I know. I really hope I do. JB You will. Trust me. (laughing) It'll take more than falling trees to kill ya', Rog. ROGER I am pretty damn quick. He grins. JB Bye, Roger. Without anything else to say, JB turns and walks away towards the lodge. Roger gives the group a parting look before driving away. The group is alone, isolated in Dulles' Point. FADE OUT. INT. LODGE - NIGHT Rachel stares idly at a brewing pot of coffee. Based on the state of her hair and the large bags under her eyes, it's safe to say she hasn't slept in a long time. The coffee finishes brewing and she pours it delicately into two identical thermoses. She caps them and takes them with her as she walks outside into the snowstorm. EXT. LODGE - NIGHT The few lit porch lights are all that illuminate the town. Rachel steps out onto the porch of the lodge. Lindsay sits in a hanging swing, clutching tight to a blanket and staring trancelike into the storm. She's slept less than Rachel. Rachel opens her mouth to say something, but she knows it's useless to protest. Lindsay's still going to keep sitting out here. She leaves her the thermos and walks to the nearby Police Station. INT. POLICE STATION - NIGHT JB has set up the CB radio at the front desk of the Police Station. He looks at the microphone with immense concentration, as if willing it to speak to him. He doesn't notice Rachel walking up to him. RACHEL JB? I made you some coffee. He doesn't break his concentration. RACHEL (CONT'D) You've been here for hours. Can't you come back to the lodge? He still stares at the radio. JB Can't. Roger will contact any moment. Rachel stares at him, then at the radio. RACHEL I'm worried about Lindsay. She's been sleeping less and less. I want to bring her inside and make her sleep, but...it seems like watching the storm's all she's got right now. JB doesn't acknowledge her, barely moving from his post. Rachel suddenly walks up to the desk and slams the thermos on it hard. She storms out of the station. JB (CONT'D) (to himself) Thanks for the coffee, Rach. EXT. TOWN - NIGHT Rachel storms out of the Police Station and quickly walks to the alley on the building's side. Rachel slumps against the wall, breaking down in sobs. She wipes her eyes with her hand, the mysterious scars still visible. Another FLASH OF FIRE- a child tossed like a rag doll around the interior of a falling pickup truck. At the bottom, the truck is engulfed in flame. The child, a little girl, has climbed out of the wreckage. She looks up to see THE WOLF. Rachel is broken from her trance as Dave lightly grabs her shoulder in concern. DAVE Rachel, you alright? RACHEL Fine. She pushes past him and resumes walking through the town to the lodge. DAVE I was thinking you should get some sleep. RACHEL I have been sleeping. DAVE And I've been on laundry duty for the past three days. Everyone's slept in their bed at least once...even Lindsay...except for you. RACHEL So now you go into my bedroom? Pervert. DAVE Rachel, you need to stop. Take a break. You've been so busy trying to make everyone feel better that you've totally forgotten about yourself. RACHEL That's my good nature. You should think about getting one. DAVE You're not listening to me! I'm trying to help you! Whatever problem you have... RACHEL I'm the one with the problem? You need more X-rays than I do. DAVE ...your problem with me, I don't know what to do! You ignore me completely and then try to stick a knife in my back whenever I'm around! What is it with you? RACHEL I can't let you try and kill me again! Dave stops in his tracks as Rachel runs into the lodge, crying. DAVE (shouting) This is about Jesse, isn't it? Rachel turns around, a look of utter disbelief on her face. Without a word, she quickly walks to the lodge and runs inside. She slams the door just as Dave runs to catch up with her. He pounds on the door in frustration. DAVE Rachel! Damn it. Lindsay still stares aimlessly into the distance. Dave looks at her sadly, trying to catch his breath. DISSOLVE TO: INT. BEDROOM (RACHEL) - NIGHT Rachel has fallen asleep on her bed, her eyes red from crying. INT. KITCHEN - NIGHT Dave quickly eats a hastily made sandwich in silence. He quickly glances upwards, towards Rachel, before returning to his meal. INT. POLICE STATION - NIGHT JB has fallen asleep on the desk, the CB radio still bursting with static. EXT. LODGE - NIGHT Lindsay is still staring off into the distance. The snowstorm whips the snow upwards, clouding her vision. Lindsay takes a deep breath, exhaling with a shudder. She gets up from her post, wraps up the blanket, and walks to the door. She turns around to look at the snowstorm once more before opening the door. Dave looks up when she enters. DAVE Off to bed now, Liz? His tone is casual, but he's obviously relieved that Lindsay's finally getting some sleep. LINDSAY Yeah. Tell Rachel thanks for the coffee. DAVE You better tell her in the morning. I don't think I'll have much luck right now. Suddenly, there is a loud scream from out in the distance. Lindsay's eyes widen with shock and anticipation. She drops the thermos and blanket, effectively spilling the coffee along the porch. She runs into the storm, Dave following her. EXT. TOWN CENTER - NIGHT It's Robin. His clothes are tattered and he's bundled up the best he can, barely protected from the storm. He's also a few inches shorter. Robin runs to Lindsay before tripping and falling into the snow. Lindsay runs up to him, falling on her knees, touching his face and everywhere else she can reach to make him warm. LINDSAY Robin! (yelling) Everyone help! Help me! INT. POLICE STATION - NIGHT JB hears Lindsay's cries and runs out, abandoning his post. EXT. TOWN CENTER - NIGHT Dave catches up with Lindsay and falls on his knees as well. He looks all over Robin- he shows signs of frostbite almost everywhere. Robin's feet are bundled up. Dave pulls back the cloth and his eyes widen in horror. INT. BEDROOM (RACHEL) - NIGHT Rachel wakes up with a start, hearing Lindsay's cries. She darts out of the bedroom, wiping her face. INT. LIVING ROOM - NIGHT JB and Dave burst open the door to the lodge as they carry Robin inside. He is unconscious. JB Rachel! Get down here! Rachel runs down the stairs to meet the group as they set Robin on the couch. JB shows everyone Robin's feet- They've partially disintegrated. Whatever feet that remain assume a dead, gray color. Rachel runs to get a towel to wrap up the feet. She returns and pushes it on, but it crumbles to the touch. Robin jerks awake, screaming in pain. Rachel looks at the towel- it's smothered in ashes. Robin's arms are held down by JB and Lindsay, who is bawling. Dave holds down his legs. Lindsay loses her grip on his arm and it flails wildly, trying to scratch at JB before settling on his chest, gripping his heart. JB (CONT'D) Rachel! Rachel, look at me! Rachel, previously transfixed at the degenerative state of Robin's feet, looks up. She is in shock but alert. JB is trying to be calm, but he's visibly panicking. JB (CONT'D) I need you to run to the Police Station and go down the hallway to a door marked "Infirmary." Inside you'll find a medicine box. There's sedatives inside. Understand? Rachel is automatically nodding her head while occasionally darting her eyes to Robin. JB (CONT'D) Rachel? Rachel! Go! Rachel, in shock, barely manages a nod before darting out of the lodge. EXT. TOWN CENTER - NIGHT The snowstorm has picked up again, its intensity matching the chaos inside the lodge. Rachel stumbles occasionally, but keeps running for dear life towards the Station. INT. POLICE STATION - NIGHT Rachel bursts through the doors of the Station and runs down the dark hallway. She finds the door to the infirmary and almost rips the door off its hinges trying to open it. INT. INFIRMARY - NIGHT Rachel blasts through the many cabinets of the infirmary before finding a small metal box with a red cross on it. She rips it open and rummages through it with a frenzy. She finds the box labeled "sedatives" and grabs it, running out of the room with the same intensity as she entered. EXT. TOWN CENTER - NIGHT Rachel runs back to the lodge, the box clutched in her freezing hands. Before she makes it to the porch, she trips and scatters the medicine around her. She sobs as she frantically tries to pick everything up, but the little pill cases slip out of her fingers. INT. LIVING ROOM - NIGHT Everyone is too wrapped up in Robin's screams of pain and holding him down to notice the ashes slowly mix with the snowstorm. EXT. TOWN CENTER - NIGHT The ashes mix with the snowstorm outside, giving it a new, slightly gray tint. JB Rachel! Where are you?! Rachel grabs what she can and stuffs it into the box. She runs for the lodge, wiping her eyes. INT. LIVING ROOM - NIGHT Rachel bursts in and thrusts the box into JB's outstretched hand. He lets go of Robin's legs, which flail wildly. JB Hold him! Rachel fumbles over JB to grasp Robin's legs. They continue to crumble away. JB, with expert skill, prepares the sedative and injects it into Robin's arm. As the sedative courses through Robin's veins, he quiets and slowly stops jerking his limbs. He becomes unconscious and limp. JB (exhausted) Fucking med school... Lindsay lets go of Robin and backs away towards the fireplace, sobbing uncontrollably. Rachel runs over and kneels downward, holding her and trying to comfort her. She silently cries too. Dave wipes his head and slumps into a chair, his brow furrowed. JB stands over Robin's body, who, if it weren't for his rhythmically breathing chest, could be mistaken for dead. FADE TO: INT. LIVING ROOM - NIGHT A pile of ash smoulders in the fireplace. The still sleeping Robin has a blanket over him, barely concealing his now thoroughly bandaged ankles. His feet have completely disintegrated. INT. KITCHEN - NIGHT Dave, Lindsay, and Rachel sit at the kitchen table, lost in thought. RACHEL But Roger said he'd contact JB when he got to the watchtower. We need to wait for him. DAVE Nobody knows about Robin except for us. Roger's looking for someone who's already here. LINDSAY But still...we can't afford to let anyone else out there. We don't know what did that to Robin. It could get him too. DAVE Robin's fine for the moment. He's so doped up right now he can't feel a thing and me and JB did a pretty good job with his feet. LINDSAY But can't you see it's still spreading-- DAVE Which is why JB needs to go now. If we don't get help now, Robin's going to die before Roger ever contacts us. JB's bundled up and he's told me he has enough supplies for two days. Which means we'll be out of here before Friday. He'll be OK. At that moment, JB enters the lodge with a large rucksack. JB Well, I'm ready to head off. Everything's in order. (beat) I guess I'll leave now. RACHEL Don't. (she breathes) Wait until sunlight, at least...please. JB looks at Rachel with kind eyes. It feels like eternity before he responds. JB OK. He sets down his rucksack and clambers up the stairs, leaving the group in the kitchen and Robin, slowly dying, on the living room couch. FADE OUT. EXT. LODGE - SUNSET Dave brings an axe down on a large log with a thud. He picks up the split pieces and adds them to a dwindling pile of firewood. He wipes his brow before splitting a second log. EXT. TOWN CENTER - SUNSET Lindsay walks aimlessly through the churchyard along the maze. She mutters under her breath as she traces her footsteps through the maze before hitting a dead end. She pauses before starting again in the opposite direction. INT. BEDROOM (LINDSAY & ROBIN) - SUNSET Rachel sleeps in a chair next to Robin, who lies asleep in bed. The sheets covering him are ruffled and strewn everywhere, barely covering his ankles. Robin suddenly jerks awake, coughing and wincing in pain. Rachel wakes up and runs over to him, grabbing a glass of water. She trickles it down his throat as he rubs his heart tightly. ROBIN Am I...am I home, now? He is delirious. RACHEL You're going to be just fine, Robin. JB... ROBIN Living forest...all around... Robin mutters some incoherent words. RACHEL You need your rest, Robin. I'll get you some more water-- ROBIN ...the screams. Rachel stops in her tracks. RACHEL What screams, Rob? ROBIN It was so cold, Rachel. I was so cold. I tried the door but it...it was frozen. So I went... EXT. FOREST - NIGHT Robin runs through the forest aimlessly, trying to evade an unseen creature. ROBIN (V.O.) I was in the forest and there were these...voices. All these voices all around me. Lost...so lost...and then fire. Robin falls to his knees, clutching at his ears to stop an unheard noise. A fog begins to settle through the trees towards Robin. The sound of trees falling echoes throughout the forest. Something causes Robin to jerk backwards and the next moment he's being pulled by one broken arm, bleeding all over and screaming in pain. His feet are being dragged at breakneck speed through the snow. However...nothing appears to be dragging him. It's as if the snow itself were pulling him. The wolf runs through the forest, parallel to Robin. Its deep red eyes are filled with hunger. Robin slowly passes out. Suddenly, everything comes to a stop. Robin is left in the snow, clothes tattered and screaming like a banshee. His eyes dart everywhere, trying to find his attacker. He gets up and slowly starts to run, unknowingly towards Dulles' Point. INT. BEDROOM (LINDSAY & ROBIN) - SUNSET Robin quiets and falls asleep once more, leaving Rachel unsure of how to react at Robin's story. The door to the bedroom suddenly opens, revealing Dave. DAVE OK, Rachel, shift's over. RACHEL What? (glancing at her watch) I still have at least two hours. Go find something else to do. DAVE Not by my watch. It's time for you to get some sleep. You need it the most. RACHEL Why is that, Dave? I'm perfectly fine. DAVE No, you're not, Rach. Ever since Robin came back, you've been staying up at ungodly hours... RACHEL Someone has to take care of him. No one around here seems to be doing that. Dave grabs her by the shoulder and tries to lead her out of the room. DAVE Please, Rachel... RACHEL No! Let GO of me! She strikes at him precisely when Lindsay enters the room. She is hit hard on the head by Rachel's open-handed slap. RACHEL (CONT'D) Liz, I'm so sorry... LINDSAY No, Rachel. Get some sleep. Now. Rachel looks alternately at Dave and Lindsay, on the verge of tears. RACHEL Fine. She runs out of the room, dabbing at her eyes. LINDSAY I'll take watch, Dave. Go get some rest, too. Dave is lost in thought before he speaks. DAVE Do you really think she'll be OK? LINDSAY I don't know what she's thinking right now. She's become completely different. (looking at the door) I'm really sorry for making you come, Dave. DAVE It's OK, Liz. I know you and Robin meant well. I just want her to be OK again. Lindsay hugs him tightly, Dave slowly doing the same. DAVE (CONT'D) Thank you. He leaves the room, leaving Lindsay alone with Robin. She sits down in Rachel's chair and watches him intently. EXT. BACK PORCH - DUSK The sun has finally fallen over the forest. Dave exits the house onto the back porch of the lodge, holding an open beer bottle. He chugs the first few gulps of the foaming liquid before slamming it down hard on the porch railing. It foams over, the drops melting the snow around the bottle. DAVE Goddamn it, Rachel. He wipes some developing tears away with his fist. He sniffs and breathes deeply, looking out at the treeline. The wolf is at the clearing, growling loudly and standing as still as the dead. Its red eyes shine in the dark, staring straight at Dave. Oddly enough, Dave's eyes counterpoint the wolf's with his own frustration. DAVE (CONT'D) Get out of here. He picks up the beer bottle and throws it at the wolf. The wolf turns tail and runs into the forest, leaving no evidence it was ever there. Dave breathes shallowly, wipes his eyes, and goes inside to go to sleep. FADE OUT. INT. POLICE STATION - NIGHT The Police Station is empty, the only noise coming from the loud static of the unmanned CB radio. INT. BEDROOM (LINDSAY & ROBIN) - NIGHT Robin lies in the sheet-strewn bed, slightly snoring. Lindsay sits by his side, asleep in a chair. The door to the bedroom opens, bringing Dave. He wakes up Lindsay. LINDSAY What's up? DAVE I need to talk with you and Rachel. INT. KITCHEN - NIGHT Rachel, Lindsay, and Dave sit at the table. Dave has his hands folded on the table, as if he was praying. An uneasy silence hangs over all of them. DAVE I've been manning the CB radio for the past two days and there's been no transmissions of any kind. Nothing from JB. Or Roger. Just static. LINDSAY But that could mean that they've already been rescued. That's why they aren't answering. DAVE If they were rescued, they'd already be here. LINDSAY The weather's gotten worse, though. They could be held up in some town somewhere. DAVE What town, Lindsay? And why would they take so long? It's been two days since JB left and God knows how long Roger's been out. RACHEL What are you saying? They forgot about us? DAVE I'm saying we have to consider how long we're going to last. (beat) Robin's getting worse. You know that, Lindsay. Rachel looks to Lindsay, who nods solemnly. LINDSAY It's spreading to his hands. His fingers were gray this afternoon. They'll...they'll be gone by sunup. DAVE And we still don't know what he has. He's babbling in his sleep about fire and wolves and he's turning to ash. We have to keep him so doped up so he can't feel the most pain he's ever been in. We've never seen anything like this. I doubt anyone has. (beat) So we have to admit that he doesn't have long. LINDSAY Are you suggesting we kill him? Dave breathes shallowly while Lindsay and Rachel look at him incredulously. DAVE Well...yes. And let the condition do the rest. INT. BEDROOM (LINDSAY & ROBIN) - NIGHT Robin jerks awake and slowly gets up from the bed. He tries to look around, but it's impossible to see in the pitch black of the room. A faint noise of blowing wind is heard. He looks down at his legs, covered by a sheet. He pulls it back... ...his feet are perfectly fine. He tries to call for Lindsay, but for some reason no words come out. It's like the world is on mute. Robin gets up from the bed and leaves the bedroom, heading towards the living room. INT. LIVING ROOM - NIGHT Robin slowly walks into the living room, which is barely illuminated by the fireplace. Everyone seems to have disappeared. Robin tries to call for help, but again he is muted. Then he sees the front door. It's been ripped off its hinges, broken into three pieces on the carpet floor. The doorway is splattered with blood. ROBIN (mouthing) Lindsay. Rachel. Robin runs outside into the raging snowstorm. EXT. TOWN CENTER - NIGHT It's not hard for Robin to find where everyone else should be- a gruesome trail of blood leads from the door to the distant churchyard, contrasting almost beautifully with the pure white snow. Robin runs along it and enters the churchyard, running past the mutilated iron gates. EXT. CHURCHYARD - NIGHT The trail of blood meanders through the churchyard, Robin running after it as if the Holy Grail lay at its end. It takes him several moments to realize a disturbing feature about the graveyard: all the graves have been dug up, and all are empty. Robin makes it to the trail's end: the cobblestone maze. In the center, their blood splattered on the stones, are Rachel, Dave, and Lindsay. Robin looks down at his hands. They're splattered with blood. At his feet is Dave's axe. Robin falls backward, screaming. His scream is muted by the raging snowstorm. Suddenly, the maze springs to life, sprouting the hedges of oddly-colored ivy. The ivy encapsulates the bodies, hiding them, absorbing them, in the hedges. Robin stands in front of the entrance to the maze, a look of terror on his face. He slowly stands, shaking. Out of nowhere, long, clawed hands appear behind Robin. One positions itself at his waist while the other one appears at his neck. They move at the same time, slashing Robin's throat and torso. INT. BEDROOM (LINDSAY & ROBIN) - NIGHT Robin jerks awake, screaming. His screams intensify when he sees his hand- he's missing two fingers, which now lie on his chest. INT. KITCHEN - NIGHT Lindsay is the first to hear Robin's screams, jumping up from the table and running to her bedroom. Dave and Rachel follow suit. INT. BEDROOM (LINDSAY & ROBIN) - NIGHT Everyone runs into Robin's room. Robin is writhing on the bed, screaming in pain. Lindsay grabs hold of his arms while Dave grabs his legs. DAVE Keep him down! Don't touch his hands! LINDSAY What's wrong? Robin, what's wrong? Robin opens his eyes to look at them all- everyone's faces are horribly mangled and disfigured. Robin screams his lungs out as Rachel grabs another sedative to calm him down. His fingers begin to crumble away, causing him to scream even more. He grips his heart tightly. As the drug works its way through his bloodstream, Robin quiets and falls asleep. Dave and Rachel slowly let go as Robin stops moving. Dave stares at the two women, a look of grim urgency in his eyes. His gaze is met with reluctance from Lindsay and rejection from Rachel. Dave might be right. EXT. FOREST - MORNING The forest is still, the snow untouched. Next to a tree, the burnt wreckage of a snowmobile smolders. EXT. FOREST- MORNING A figure appears amidst the trees and stumbles forward. It's JB. He is covered with frost and is gaunt from lack of food or drink. He rummages through his now tattered rucksack for food. He pulls out an empty plastic wrapper. Out of food. JB continues forward, tossing the plastic wrapper aside. He starts forward, but suddenly stops. His eyes widen. He runs for his life into the distance. EXT. FOREST PATH - MORNING JB suddenly breaks through the treeline into a long forest path lined with power lines. It's a road, lined with improvised red traffic lines. JB runs along the road, certain to come to civilization. He begins laughing. JB Almost there. Please, almost there... He trips and disappears under the snow, groaning in pain. He's fallen in a hole, cutting his leg on something. He tries to pull himself up, but the snow fills the hole instead with every grab. He finally feels a hard surface under him and plants his foot on it, pushing himself up from where his leg is trapped. He looks down to where he's fallen. He's fallen into a car's roof, his leg cut by a large shard of metal. JB pulls himself up rapidly and hits solid ground. He looks down into the car to see it's filled with nothing but bones. Human bones. The interior is strewn with dried blood. A piece of plastic is visible amongst the carnage- a nametag labeled "ED." He looks up in horror and remembers an important detail- Traffic lines aren't red. The realization of where he is hits JB with the force of the falling trees he hears every night. ROGER (V.O.) If you hear a faint scream on the wind...and the trees shake like the dickens...then the Wendigo's a comin'. EXT. TOWN CENTER - DAY People packing cars line the one street of the town, almost robotic in action. The group wanders into the town, but the people barely even look at them before they continue packing their cars. EXT. FOREST PATH - DAY JB now knows where he is- he's on the road leading out of Dulles' Point...now the final resting place for all the inhabitants of the town, pulled out of their cars and eaten by the Wendigo. A harsh wind blows, muffling JB's scream of terror as he runs down the path aimlessly. The snowstorm's picking up again. ROGER (V.O.) Wendigo hunger ain't never cease... EXT. LODGE - DAY Robin looks out his window with a great sadness, almost vengeance. The snow blows wildly outside, blotting out the sun. LINDSAY Robin? Robin looks up and turns to Lindsay. INT. BEDROOM (LINDSAY & ROBIN) - DAY Lindsay sits next to Robin with an expression of trying to help on her face. She holds a glass of water. LINDSAY Robin, you need to keep your fluids up. She offers the glass to him. He moves to grab it, but stops, looking at his hands. They're bandaged to the wrists, the gauze stained with ash. What fingers poke out from the bandages are slowly turning gray. Robin sighs and allows Lindsay to push the straw to his lips. He misses the straw, causing it to turn to the other side of the glass. His face turns red with embarrassment. Lindsay, her face marred with sadness, holds the straw in front of Robin. He quietly drinks a few gulps of water, afterwards resuming looking out the window. Lindsay continues to stare at him. ROBIN You don't have to look at me like that, Liz. LINDSAY I'm sorry, Rob. It's just that... ROBIN What? LINDSAY I hate seeing you like this. ROBIN I can't really do much about it, can I? Robin is angry, frustrated with his condition. Lindsay can't do little much but sit where she is. LINDSAY Rob...what's wrong? A long silence. ROBIN Nothing. Robin is lost in thought, leaving her to keep the conversation alive. LINDSAY I think maybe we'll be able to move you back into the living room soon. Would you like that? Robin gives a noncommittal grunt. Lindsay, exasperated, sighs and gets up, leaving the room. ROBIN Wait. Liz, hold on. She returns, stepping into the room. ROBIN (CONT'D) I'm sorry. It's just hard, you know? All of this. LINDSAY It won't be long before JB and Roger come. We'll get you better again. ROBIN (not listening to her) And then there's my dreams...they're awful, Lindsay! Lindsay sits back in her chair, listening intently. LINDSAY What dreams? ROBIN I'm walking around. I'm OK. But then everybody's gone and there's so much blood. It's all over the house. I go outside and I follow the blood all the way to the maze. And...everyone's there. Robin is holding back sobs. Lindsay grows more and more, for a lack of a better word, scared of Robin as she continues to listen. ROBIN (CONT'D) Everyone's cut up and they're lying all over the maze...and I'm holding the axe. You're not just dead, Lindsay...you're mutilated. And then the maze took you all, you were gone...and that thing came out of the forest...the fog...it slashed and...it gave me this. It wasn't the snow that gave me this. It was something...inhuman. He notices Lindsay's horrified expression. ROBIN (CONT'D) I know what you're thinking. I've lost it, haven't I? LINDSAY No, Rob. You need your rest. ROBIN Can't wait to get away from me, huh? LINDSAY No...I... ROBIN At least tell me you believe me. Please? That I'm not just making this up. LINDSAY Rob, it's hard. You've been through a lot and you were out there for a pretty long time. Maybe it's just... ROBIN What thing makes everything turn to ashes, Lindsay? I'm not crazy. I felt it...the claws on my arms, making me bleed. (to himself) If you were cut like that, maybe you'd understand. However, Lindsay's heard him. Tears are beginning to stream down her face. LINDSAY I've...I've stayed up with you on countless nights while you couldn't sleep. God knows how much sleep I've lost over you. I've never been scared of you, Robin. Ever. But now...you've changed. Not just physically, but inside... ROBIN What are you afraid of? Me getting out of this bed? I would if I could, Lindsay, and when I can... Lindsay gets up and runs out of the room, crying. Robin stares out the window into the now-settled street. EXT. BACK PORCH - DAY Lindsay runs out onto the back porch and grips the railing tightly, sobbing. Rachel is a few feet away from her, smoking a cigarette. She runs over to Lindsay, stamping it out with her foot. LINDSAY (sobbing) Rob...damn it... RACHEL What happened, Liz? She breaks down completely, clinging onto Rachel for support. RACHEL Liz...it's OK, Liz...the medicine affects his moods. Also, the trauma... LINDSAY (shuddering) That wasn't Robin, Rach. It's...it's not him... Rachel isn't sure how to respond to such a wild allegation. RACHEL Liz...how long has it been since you slept? LINDSAY About...a couple of hours. Yesterday? RACHEL Come on, let's get some rest. I'll put you in the living room. Lindsay looks up at Rachel, imploringly. Rachel gives her a worried, stern look. In response, Lindsay looks downwards. LINDSAY (CONT'D) Yeah. Living room's fine. Suddenly, Dave appears on the back porch. His calm expression slowly turns to concern as he takes in the scene before him. DAVE Liz? What's wrong? Lindsay gets up from Rachel and runs inside. Dave looks back at Rachel, confused. Avoiding his glance, Rachel gets up and leans on the railing, looking out into the forest. Dave walks over to her and imitates her position. He looks down at her hand- her scars are visible. DAVE (CONT'D) Rachel, I... She leaves him, exasperated. She slams the sliding door shut, leaving Dave out in the snow. His faint breath is visible in the winter air. INT. LIVING ROOM - DAY The living room has a fire going, providing the room with a faint orange glow. Rachel walks to Lindsay, who now lies on the couch. LINDSAY Rachel... She looks up at Rachel. LINDSAY (CONT'D) I've been thinking a lot...about what Dave said. Maybe JB and Roger aren't coming back. Robin's getting worse. The storm's fading, but it seems like the calm. So...I change my vote. (beat) End his misery. I don't want to see him like this any more. Please. INT. POLICE STATION - DAY The CB radio sits, abandoned. Dave walks in and, after a moment, turns off the radio with a sense of finality. He walks out as if nothing's happened. INT. BEDROOM (LINDSAY & ROBIN) - DAY Robin is asleep, his mouth slightly open. Rachel is at his side, solemn-faced. She looks at the nightstand with a look of reluctance and fear. She slowly opens it to reveal an object wrapped in a light blue dish towel. She unwraps it, revealing a LARGE KNIFE, the end slightly curved. Rachel's hands begin to tremble, causing the knife to shudder. She gulps, breathing uneasily. Rachel looks up at the sleeping Robin, then back down at the knife. She clutches it tightly, taking a deep breath... And Robin turns toward her. ROBIN (muttering) Home... Rachel drops the knife in her lap and timidly gasps. Robin slowly wakes up. ROBIN (CONT'D) (confused) Am I...am I home? He gathers his surroundings and sees Rachel. ROBIN (CONT'D) (remembering) Oh...Rach? What is it? Rachel looks up at him, hiding the knife under the dish towel. RACHEL Nothing. Just checking on you. Were you...dreaming again? Robin's expression becomes stony. ROBIN (quietly) Yeah. RACHEL About us? ROBIN No. Not about that. (beat) Lindsay doesn't know. RACHEL What about? Robin doesn't respond. He is like a traumatized child. RACHEL (CONT'D) You can tell me. ROBIN I ran through the town. This...wolf was chasing me. It had these big red eyes...like flames. I got out of the maze somehow. But I...I still felt trapped. (beat) Those eyes, Rachel...they burn into your soul. They test how much of you can bear to live...how much of you is worth living. (looking over his body) I guess I'm don't have much. RACHEL Rob, don't say that. You need your rest, and when JB... ROBIN Quit telling me that! He bangs the nightstand in frustration. Rachel recoils. ROBIN (CONT'D) (sighing) I'm sorry. I just need to get out of here. Maybe Liz will forgive me then. He rubs his forehead, lost in thought. Rachel looks at him with a newfound pity. RACHEL I understand, Robin...it seems we all need forgiveness sometimes. We...lose track of what we think is best. We lose control and give in. ROBIN Well, we're glad we have you to show us the way, Rachel. He smiles. Rachel doesn't return it. RACHEL Thanks. ROBIN No, Rachel, thank you. You listen. I just...just sit here. I'm glad I can be honest with you. Robin's stare appears full of good intentions, but a feeling of malice is starting to make itself known. RACHEL You're welcome, Robin, really...but right now you need to get some rest. She gets up to leave. ROBIN Please tell me you're honest with me, Rachel? She stops in her tracks. Rachel doesn't turn back to face him. She lets out a nervous chuckle. RACHEL Of course I am. Why would you think otherwise? She begins to move towards the door again. ROBIN Because I know what's wrapped up in that towel, Rachel. I know they sent you here to kill me. Rachel freezes. RACHEL That's ridiculous. We would never... ROBIN I heard you talking. All of you. When JB was leaving? I believe it was something like..."let the condition do the rest?" Rachel finally faces him and sits back in the chair. RACHEL (choking) I...we just didn't want to see you suffering. ROBIN Do you all really think it's my suffering that's the issue? (beat) You want me out of the way. I'm the cause of all your suffering. RACHEL No, Robin, it's not that. It's just- ROBIN Face it, Rachel. I'm a...pest. Vermin. All of you attend to me day after day, watching me waste away, wondering when this ash will finally get to my brain and you won't have to put up with me anymore. (sighing) What I'm saying, Rachel, is that I understand. Go ahead. He motions for her to come over to the bed. Tears begin to stream down Rachel's pale face. RACHEL (dazed) What? ROBIN Come. Go on. Put the knife to my neck and kill me. RACHEL You can't possibly- ROBIN Come...here...and...kill...me. Put me out of your misery. Rachel lets go of the knife in her hands. It clatters to the floor. ROBIN (CONT'D) You see, that's you, Rachel. You've already decided for yourself. When Dave proposed, you already knew what you were going to do. You were never going to do it. Rachel crumples to the floor. ROBIN (CONT'D) You can go now. Rachel, in a daze, gets up and heads for the door. She pauses in the doorframe. RACHEL Why? Why did you do that to me? ROBIN Because...you're better than murder, Rachel. You just didn't know it. Rachel wipes her eyes and leaves the room, slamming the door in her wake. INT. LIVING ROOM - DAY Rachel walks into the living room, where an expectant Dave and Lindsay sit on the couch facing the fireplace. They turn to face her. Lindsay's eyes have widened in tears. DAVE Well? Rachel takes a deep breath. RACHEL He's still alive. She casts an immense look of hate towards Dave before heading out of the lodge, slamming the door in her wake. DAVE Lindsay... Lindsay is silently crying, not bothering to look up at him. DAVE (CONT'D) There's still time. I can do it quickly. He won't suffer...I promise. She walks up to him quickly, draws a sharp breath, and slaps him hard in the face. He barely moves. LINDSAY Don't even try. She runs towards Robin's room. DAVE You still love him, don't you? She doesn't stay to say he's right. He sits down on the sofa and stares at the fireplace, emotionless. INT. LIBRARY - DAY Rachel enters the town library, a large oak structure filled with books. The power is out, causing her to rummage in her pocket for a flashlight. She steps into the atrium, in the center a large bronze statue of a bearded man in church robes holding an open bible. A plaque at the statue's base reads "REV. JOSHUA GYVER- 1560 1612." This is the founder of the original colony. In front of the statue is a large leather-bound tome entitled "GYVER COUNTY LEDGER," filled with lists and statistics of the original colony. Rachel scans the lists aimlessly before remembering her task, heading towards the back of the library to a sign marked "CATALOG." The catalog turns out to be an old-fashioned set of index cards in drawers. Rachel gives an overwhelmed sigh as she walks to the drawer marked "W." INT. LIBRARY (READING ROOM) - DAY Rachel's flashlight pierces the darkness as she slams a large stack of books on a sturdy wooden table. Her rapid, satisfied breath is visible. She looks through the different books on the Wendigo with great interest, scanning them for any bits of useful information. Phrases like "thundering trees," "horrible screams," and "ashen trail" highlight themselves as they race through Rachel's mind. RACHEL The horrible screams of the Wendigo's victims pierced through the night...the sound of the thunderous trees gave the impression of a monstrous beast... She opens another book, placing the books side by side, reading them at the same time. RACHEL (CONT'D) Richardson was gone this morning, a trail of ash led outside his tent...our Indian guide claims it was the snowstorm that took him...he is bordering on insanity... Rachel shuts one of the books and opens another. RACHEL (CONT'D) The expedition group was found today, with mouths of blood and weather wounds on most of their body...they confess to eating two of their group, saying the trees told them to...they will be hung in the morning.. Rachel's eyes dart upward- the snowstorm outside has begun to pick up once more. She begins collecting the books in a mad rush before her eyes fall on one sentence- "The deceased savages were laid to rest by the Reverend Gyver." RACHEL (CONT'D) No. She grabs the books and runs out of the reading room. INT. LIBRARY - EVENING Before Rachel leaves the library, she turns back to the statue of Reverend Gyver and the ledger of the town. She scans the area before she finds what she wants- near the ledger, resting in a side pocket of the desk, is a transcript of the ledger. She grabs it and runs out of the library, the statue seemingly staring at her as she runs back to the lodge. INT. BEDROOM (LINDSAY & ROBIN) - EVENING Rachel sits next to Robin, propped up in his bed. Books are laid out all over the bed. ROBIN So everything that's been going on here...the screams, the trees, the fog... RACHEL It all fits. Even the original colony had some sightings. She grabs the ledger, which has scans of old woodcut drawings featuring people pointing to the forest. The church is easily recognizable as the one in the town square. RACHEL (CONT'D) The Indians that lived always spoke of a creature that wandered the woods. ROBIN What happened to them? RACHEL That's the strangest part. She flips to a statistic-ridden page labeled "FATALITIES- 1609-1611." RACHEL (CONT'D) In the two years since the colony was settled, the deaths always increase in the winter months. It's always the same. ROBIN What about the year after that? RACHEL That's when the colony was abandoned- the winter of 1612. ROBIN The same year that this guy Gyver died. RACHEL Yes, Gyver. He was the town leader and converted the Indians living here to their faith. In 1612, there was a famine and the town was abandoned. Gyver, however, supposedly went missing. Everyone did. The remains were found in the early 1800s and the town was rebuilt into Dulles' Point. She reclines back in her chair and rubs her forehead. RACHEL (CONT'D) It all points to here. The way you are, the reason for all this stuff...it's all because of this. The environment seems too silent. RACHEL (CONT'D) Where is everyone? ROBIN (chuckling) Always worried about others. Dave's upstairs and Lindsay's in the living room. RACHEL (worried) Good... ROBIN It's Dave, isn't it? RACHEL Don't talk about him now, Rob. ROBIN It's OK, Rachel. I don't blame you for acting the way you did. You were still shaken from the crash and the attack. And Jesse...it wasn't your fault. Rachel looks at him and starts to cry. RACHEL I barely remember him anymore. You guys were best friends. ROBIN It was your dad's fault he died, Rachel. Not yours. (beat) You still have the scars, don't you? RACHEL Don't...Rob, I don't feel like talking now. Robin gets closer to Rachel. Too close. ROBIN It's OK, Rachel...it'll be all right. I promise. He leans in to kiss her, causing Rachel to jump up from the chair. RACHEL What are you doing? ROBIN What's wrong? RACHEL Robin, you...you need rest. I'm going to leave. ROBIN Is it because I look like this? Is that it? RACHEL Lindsay's right there, Rob! Why are you acting like this? ROBIN I guess your dad had the right idea trying to kill you, didn't he? You and your brother. RACHEL (sobbing) Stop it, Rob! Stop it! ROBIN Get out! Rachel runs out of the room, grabbing some of the books on her way. Robin's eyes look surprisingly different. They seem grayer. He screams and hits the headboard of his bed repeatedly, his face contorted in rage. EXT. LODGE - NIGHT The snowstorm grows in intensity outside the lodge. All the lights in the house are out, save for the small light of the fireplace inside. The wolf stands at the treeline, staring at the house and growling. The wolf outside suddenly gives an ear-piercing howl, as if lamenting the events about to unfold. INT. BEDROOM (RACHEL) - NIGHT Rachel is asleep in her bed, her eyes red from tears. A book about the Wendigo rests open face down on her chest. Her room is completely dark, the only light coming from the bare slivers of moonlight from her window blinds. Suddenly, the door to her bedroom slowly opens. A beam of light from the fireplace creeps onto her face, causing her to stir. Penetrating the new light source is a disfigured shadow, almost impossible to describe. It can be boiled down to a mixture of equal human and animal parts. The shadow creeps slowly towards Rachel, who begins to twitch in her sleep. A flash- Rachel at the bottom of the cliff, trying to pull her brother JESSE (10) out of the burning truck. In the distance, a wolf with burning red eyes. Rachel, trapped against the cliff face, the wolf scratching at her madly. She screams out for her brother, who lies unconscious nearby. The creature is closer to the sleeping Rachel, tossing and turning in her sleep. RACHEL No...Jesse... The creature raises a hand to grab Rachel, the shadow undulating, ready to strike. And then a hand is visible, missing several ashen fingers... The wolf outside suddenly gives an ear-piercing howl, causing the shadow to recoil and Rachel to wake up. She jolts upward, panting rapidly. The shadow is gone. She takes several deep breaths before resting her head back on her pillow. INT. LIVING ROOM - NIGHT Lindsay slowly wakes up, hearing the wolf's howl. She's been sleeping on the couch in front of the fireplace, a light blanket covering her. She rubs her eyes and gets up, shuffling slowly to the kitchen. INT. HALLWAY - NIGHT Lindsay passes through the hallway to the kitchen, not noticing that Robin's bedroom door is open. His bed is empty, and bandages litter the floor. INT. KITCHEN - NIGHT Lindsay grabs a glass from a nearby cabinet and walks to the fridge. She pulls out a carton of orange juice and opens it, holding the glass. On second thought, she sets down the glass and drinks it straight from the carton. She wipes her mouth, replaces the orange juice, and closes the fridge door. In front of her, previously hidden by the door, is Robin. His legs are stunted and his fingers are mostly gone. His face has a large streak of gray across it. ROBIN (weak) Lindsay... He collapses on her. Lindsay lets out a scream. LINDSAY Robin! ROBIN I...I'm sorry. Please don't scream. LINDSAY Robin, you need your bandages! You're going to die without them! ROBIN I don't care right now. You need to listen to me. I was a little shaken up by this. I didn't mean anything of what I said. I understand why you wanted... LINDSAY Robin... He stands up. His legs seem to be healing. Lindsay stands up with him, tears in her eyes. ROBIN (CONT'D) Will you belong to me? LINDSAY Yes...yes, Robin. She hugs him tightly, sobbing. ROBIN I'm sure Robin would have loved to hear that. She freezes and looks at Robin, fear in her eyes. EXT. FOREST - NIGHT JB runs through the forest, seeking shelter. He collapses in the snow, dropping his last flashlight. It illuminates a pair of feet. JB runs to it, fearful. IT'S ROBIN. His face is almost disfigured, his tongue ripped out from his mouth. A large cavity remains where his chest used to be, his heart missing between his lungs. His eyes widen and he covers his mouth, hiding his scream. He slowly walks backward and breaks into a run away from Robin's body. INT. KITCHEN - NIGHT There is a squelching noise, causing Lindsay to shudder. She looks down- Robin has stabbed her in the heart, blood staining her sweater. Robin's fingers slowly grow and reappear from the ash, curving around the knife. ROBIN (grinning) Your heart is mine now. And Lindsay, clutching at the fake Robin, slowly falls down, dead. EXT. BACK PORCH - NIGHT Robin walks over to the log pile near the back door. Next to it is Dave's axe. He flashes a grin as he carries it with him back inside. EXT. FOREST PATH - NIGHT JB breaks through the forest and finds himself back on the forest path. He runs for his life, feeling as if the snowstorm is after him. He dodges the many cars buried in the snow, occasionally tripping from fatigue. He stops at one point, sobbing openly. He looks up and sees his one hope for salvation. The watchtower. He's made it. EXT. WATCHTOWER - NIGHT JB runs to the watchtower, clutching onto one of its support beams with utter joy. He sobs, finally at his destination. JB (yelling) Roger! Watch! There is no response. JB (CONT'D) (yelling) Is there anyone up there? He can hear faint voices coming from above. He finds a set of metal stairs and gallops up them, skipping two or three steps at a time. JB reaches the top of the watchtower and comes face to face with a small wood cabin. INT. WATCHTOWER - NIGHT JB thrusts open the door. JB Roger, it's great to- He stops, recoiling from the horrific sight before him. Two bodies, one of which can be recognized as Roger, are spread throughout the cabin. Roger's body lies face up on the floor while the other, dressed in a forest ranger attire, lies slumped in a chair. The forest ranger has visibly been dead for quite some time, long before JB and the others came to the forest. Both of their faces have caved in, serving as bowls for a large quantity of ashes. JB slumps to the floor, grim realization on his face. Rescue was never coming. He looks towards the cobweb-ridden CB radio, sitting on a desk near the forest ranger's body. It's still on...broadcasting Roger's voice. ROGER Everyone, great news. I'm with Watch and we think we can see JB. Rescue will be coming real soon. JB runs to the radio, grabbing the microphone. JB No! It's not real! Rescue isn't coming! Everyone's dead! Everyone- But then he notices it- the microphone's unplugged, along with the rest of the CB radio. JB reels backward in disorientation as the sound of falling trees surrounds the watchtower. He faints on the floor, inches away from the door to the cabin. FADE OUT. INT. BEDROOM (DAVE) - NIGHT Dave wakes up to the sound of loud thuds echoing through the house. He turns on his light and rubs his face. DAVE What the hell? He gets up and leaves the bedroom. The light flickers every time a thud is heard, caused by the thud's vibrations. INT. HALLWAY - NIGHT Dave walks down the hallway, his pace slow but increasing as the thuds grow louder. He makes it to the stairs, where the faint light from the fireplace is visible. He crouches down on the stairs to look through the stair railing to the kitchen and almost retches with disgust. He watches the gruesome scene in front of him, eyes widening and tears beginning to stream down his face. INT. KITCHEN - NIGHT The kitchen is strewn with blood, the white linoleum floor now crimson. Various pots and pans are on the stove, simmering and boiling. Robin, his limbs restored, stands behind a wood cutting board, hacking away, each swing of the miniature axe causing a loud thud as it cuts through meat. Robin moves to check a pot, revealing the object on the cutting board. It's Lindsay's head. Dave has to grip his mouth as to not scream in terror. Robin turns a little, as if hearing Dave. However, he resumes his task, grabbing a plate from a nearby cabinet. Dave looks on as Robin builds a plate of human meat and sits down at the table, licking his lips. Using only his hands, Robin hungrily devours Lindsay's remains. Sickening crunches permeate the room as Robin bites through bone and tissue, ripping each bite away and swallowing it whole. A bit of blood spurts onto his cheek after taking a juicy bite. Robin casually licks it off with his tongue before resuming his grisly meal. Dave lets go of the railings and tiptoes up the stairs, trying his best to be quiet. Once he reaches the landing, he breaks into a run to Rachel's bedroom. INT. BEDROOM (RACHEL) - NIGHT Dave bursts into the bedroom and shuts the door behind him, locking it. His loud entry causes Rachel to jump out of bed. RACHEL What the hell are you doing in here?! He forcefully covers her mouth so she doesn't scream. DAVE (whispering) Lower your goddamn voice! Robin's...dear God...he's eating Lindsay. He's eating her! Rachel's eyes widen. She tears away from him. RACHEL Let me go! You're sick! She tries to get up and run from him, bolting for the door. Dave is faster, grabbing hold of her before she can reach the doorknob. They fall backward, Rachel scrambling to escape. Dave pulls her back and clutches onto her. DAVE Rachel, please! If only this one time, you have to listen to me! You can hate me forever, but right now is all that matters. (beat) Please. Please trust me. Rachel somehow quiets, knowing her cousin is right. Rachel turns to the only exit in the room- the window. EXT. ROOF - NIGHT Dave and Rachel climb out the window and across the roof, their sounds thankfully muffled by the snow. Halfway through, though, Rachel slips and falls off the roof, landing in a pile of snow. Dave looks down at Rachel, who is thankfully all right. She ducks as she sees Robin at the table, eating what seems to be a third helping of Lindsay. She sees Lindsay's head on the chopping block, and screams a little before covering her mouth. Dave jumps down from the roof next to Rachel, grabbing her arm and turning to run. They disappear into the snowstorm. INT. KITCHEN - NIGHT Robin is still at the table with his meal. He appears to be focused on eating, but then he grins as he looks towards the window. He knows. He grabs the axe next to Lindsay's head, wipes it on his jeans, and walks out of the lodge. INT. WATCHTOWER - NIGHT JB stirs awake, at first unaware of his surroundings. He gasps in shock when he sees the two bodies again, but then slowly remembers what's happened, calming himself down. He looks through the windows of the watchtower, scanning the bottom of the watchtower and the surrounding area. The forest is enveloped in fog, save for the clearing where the watchtower stands. At the bottom of the tower is...Roger's car. JB sits down in thought, devising a plan. JB grabs a rucksack from the desk and scavenges the cabin for supplies. This, unfortunately, includes the two bodies in the room. He manages to find Roger's car keys, kissing them before he puts them in his pocket. Before he leaves, he stops and looks at the window. His eyes widen as he rushes to it and looks outside. JB scans the area before he finds it- Dulles' Point, nestled amongst a group of mountains. Dulles' Point is at the bottom of a bowl. JB (muttering) It's-it's at the bottom...all this snow...oh, god... JB grabs the pack and holds it tight, a look of grim determination in his eyes. EXT. WATCHTOWER - NIGHT JB slowly creeps down the stairs of the watchtower, trying his best not to make any noise. His breathing gets faster and faster as he gets closer to the car. Eventually he reaches the bottom. He looks at his surroundings- the fog does seem to be everywhere except for the watchtower, as if waiting for him to make the next move. JB walks slowly to the car, his footsteps slightly muffled by the snow. He gets inside the car without any trouble and starts it quickly. He hits the accelerator and speeds away through the snow towards the forest path. INT. LIBRARY - NIGHT Dave and Rachel run into the library, the large oak doors creating a thunderous noise. Rachel looks through the library window to see Robin running closer to the library. She screams. DAVE Hide! They separate. Rachel runs straight for the bookshelves, trying to get herself as lost as possible. She suddenly drops down and clutches her knees, shuddering madly. There is a long stretch of silence before she hears it- Robin's slow footsteps echo through the library, making it appear he is everywhere and nowhere. Rachel's eyes dart back and forth madly, hectically scanning her surroundings. The footsteps sound closer. As soon as the sounds have started, however, they suddenly stop. Rachel takes a shuddering breath before she crawls to a shelf corner and looks down the aisles. Robin is gone. She slowly gets up and, checking the aisles once more, runs to another bookshelf, getting closer to the exit. RACHEL (whispering) Dave? Where are you? Suddenly, a pair of hands pull her into a set of shelves. It's Dave. DAVE (whispering) I think he's still in here. Follow me. Dave slowly and methodically begins to lead Rachel to the exit. Three shelves away. Then two. One. They make it to the atrium. Rachel begins to run for the exit, then falls to the floor. In front of Gyver's statue is the REAL Dave, sprawled out on the floor. Rachel's mouth is agape in disbelief. She gets up slowly and turns to face...Robin. He grins, teeth stained with blood. She screams. He slashes at her with the axe. Rachel barely dodges him as she turns around and runs back into the storm. Robin, after taking one last look at Dave's body, walks outside as well. EXT. FOREST ROAD - NIGHT JB approaches the field of buried cars. He is barely able to dodge the wreckage and avoid accident. His speed steadily increases- 80 miles per hour...90 miles per hour... EXT. FOREST - NIGHT Rachel runs through the forest, turning at every possible chance. Robin barely breaks a sweat as he manages to follow her every move. The snowstorm rages around them, almost rendering them invisible in the sleet. EXT. FOREST ROAD - NIGHT JB drives at breakneck speed towards Dulles' Point, panting heavily in the driver's seat. JB (V.O.) Something's in these woods...beyond human comprehension. The Indians called it the Wendigo. It caused all this snow...it caused all of them to die...to get dragged away...and we'll be next. He approaches a corner in the forest road. He turns too sharply, causing him to swerve along the road. He plants his foot on the brake and tries to turn out of it, but skids helplessly. EXT. FOREST - NIGHT Rachel runs out of breath as she continues to dart along the trees. She slows down and collapses against a tree, catching her breath. She turns around to see if Robin is still giving chase. He isn't. He's disappeared. Rachel gets up and frantically looks for any sign of him. An ENGINE REV is heard on the wind, despite the harshness of the storm. RACHEL (panting) JB. She breaks into another run towards the source of the noise, disappearing in the storm and the trees. EXT. FOREST ROAD - NIGHT Rachel breaks through the treeline of the road and collapses in the snow, panting. As JB rounds the faraway corner, her face is steadily illuminated by his headlights. She looks up and her eyes widen. Dave, clothes torn and face bloody, stands in the middle of the road. He gasps and crumples to the ground, barely moving a muscle. In the car, JB still struggles to gain control of the wheel. He spots Dave in the middle of the road and yells. He tries to turn the car away from his body. Dave grins, exposing bloody teeth. This can't be him. The car is mere inches away from him... A THUD. CUT TO BLACK. EXT. FOREST ROAD - NIGHT JB wakes up face down in the snow. Rachel is screaming somewhere. The loud horn of the car honks behind him. He rubs his head and looks around, in shock. JB (muttering) Did I...Did I hit him? Where- In front of him is Dave, mangled and torn, but still in one piece. His dead eyes are locked onto JB. JB gags and successfully holds back his vomit. He turns around towards the car. It's crashed into a tree, the front window shattered from when he crashed through it. Rachel is in the front seat, screaming and honking the horn. RACHEL (yelling) JB! Get in the car! It's not Dave! JB (yelling) Rachel! Rachel, I'm so sorry! RACHEL (yelling) It's not him! It's not him! JB turns to see Robin inches away from his face, grinning his bloody grin. He slashes at JB's stomach with long, inhuman fingers. JB falls to the ground as Robin, for a fraction of an instant, reveals his TRUE FORM- The body of a man, but infused with the head of a stag and what looks like nature itself... The Wendigo. Rachel screams as JB falls to the ground, twitching. Robin looks straight at her with an expression of inhuman rage and begins to walk towards the car. Thinking fast, she puts the car in reverse and pulls away from the tree. She turns the car around towards Robin, illuminated in the headlights. Then she puts the car in drive and speeds towards Robin. They both scream as he hits the car with a definite THWACK. Rachel brakes and puts the car in reverse, hitting him again. A CRUNCH is heard beneath the car. Then she puts the car in drive, hitting him for the last time before braking in front of JB. Rachel checks him over- he is mortally wounded, but still alive. JB (gasping) Ra-Rachel...g-go... RACHEL (frantic) JB! It's going to be OK, JB. We need to get in the car and get out of here. Grab onto my shoulders... He moves for her shoulders, arms flapping around slowly. A large pool of blood is forming in the snow. She pulls him into the car, laying him on the backseat. He makes sickening gagging noises, coughing up blood. EXT. FOREST ROAD - NIGHT Rachel speeds down the road towards the field of buried cars and bloody lines. The storm is visibly burying them in the snow. She isn't able to dodge most of the cars, causing the car to bounce and shake. JB bounces in the backseat, screaming in pain. RACHEL It's going to be OK, JB! We're getting out of here! Rescue'll find us...we'll be OK! JB (gagging) N-no...Rachel...it's all going to...be c-covered...no one will ever f-find it...we need to get out of the ba-basin... His cries come out as bloody gasps and fragments of words. RACHEL (frantic) Shh, JB...you need to rest...we're almost there. EXT. WATCHTOWER - NIGHT Rachel pulls up in front of the watchtower and brakes hard. RACHEL JB! JB, we're here! I'm going to go up-- She turns around to talk to him, but stops short. JB has succumbed to his wounds, his dead eyes wide open. The backseat is covered in blood. Rachel doesn't scream or gasp. Her eyes simply lose their light, deadening as her face becomes blank and pale. She turns off the car engine, the loud idling engine giving way to the sound of the raging storm. Rachel sighs and exits the car, leaving the door open. Rachel walks towards the base of the watchtower and begins climbing the steps. She starts to silently sob, tears streaming down her face. INT. WATCHTOWER - NIGHT Rachel stands, quiet, as she surveys the scene in the watchtower- the scattered supplies, the piles of clothes and ashes left by the bodies of Roger and Watch (who have since disintegrated), and the disconnected CB radio. Rachel walks towards the radio and kneels down on the ground, fondling the receiver piece. She presses the "talk" button and holds it to her face. RACHEL Is anybody there? Anyone? Static. RACHEL Is anybody there? Anyone? VOICE (V.O.) H-Hello? RACHEL Yes! Hello? VOICE (V.O.) Who is this? RACHEL My...my name is Rachel Ramsey. I'm in a watchtower near Dulles' Point. My...my f-friend is...is hurt outside. P-please send help. (beat) Everyone...everyone else is gone. VOICE (V.O.) Ms. Ramsey, please stay calm. We'll send someone right away. They should be there within the hour. You'll be OK. RACHEL Thank you. She lets go of the "talk" button and drops the receiver. It swings idly. She never notices the radio is still disconnected. Rachel crawls over to the adjacent wall and curls up against it, resting her head on the wall. She shuts her eyes tight and takes a sharp breath. She screams one loud, long scream. A scream of horror and sadness, of regret and terror. EXT. FOREST ROAD - NIGHT Rachel's scream is mixed with the fierce snowstorm outside. The field of cars is slowly buried by the flurries of snow. The blood trails become fainter and fainter as new layers overcome them. Robin's body is missing. There is only a blood trail leading to the forest. EXT. TOWN CENTER - NIGHT The town of Dulles' Point is sprayed with new layers of snow, one after the other. In time, there will be no trace anyone was ever there. The howling winds of the snowstorm overpower Rachel's faint scream. FADE TO BLACK. THE END
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