Freddy vs. Michael

FADE IN:

EXT. OLD MYERS HOUSE--NIGHT

YOUNG MICHAEL’S POV

We are facing a house. Large, white and very nice. Smoke rising out of the chimney and up to the sky. From the large jack-o-lanterns and little children running up and down the sidewalk giggling we can make a good assumption that it is Halloween. But as we look at the house we notice a boy and a girl --each around the age of fifteen-- giggling as they stand close to each other, holding hands, and foreheads touching. The boy is a little bit taller than the girl is but not by much. Either the boy is a little short or the girl is a little tall, we can’t really tell we are at quite a distance (across the street). The two teens open the screen door and head into the house.
We begin walking across the street. Its now clear of trick-o-treaters and we see kids walk into their houses with pillow cases chalk full of candy. We eventually come up to the house. In comparison the house we can tell the person who’s eyes we are looking through is quite short. Around the size of a five year old. WE HEAR HEAVY BREATHING. We walk up beside the house to look through one on the window and see the two teens walk up the stairs.

TEENAGE GIRL
Come on.

TEENAGE BOY
Are you sure your brother isn’t here?

TEENAGE GIRL
Michael? No, he’s out trick or treating with
some friends.

The teenage boy takes off his shirt and tosses it down the stairs.

WE TURN AROUND. We begin heading back towards the front of the house. We turn the corner and come to the front door. Michael’s hand comes into the frame and turns the golden doorknob. First he turns it counter clockwise and nothing happens. We hear the breathing get louder and heavier. He turns it clockwise and the door opens. WE ENTER THE HOUSE.

INT. OLD MYERS HOUSE--NIGHT
It’s a very nice house. Has a kind of “nineteen sixties” vibe to it. We walk through the hallway, painted a baby blue color and coated with multiple family portraits and baby photos. We turn out of the hallway and into the kitchen. Michael’s hand comes into frame again and opens one the some dozen drawers. Inside the drawer is many butter knives, forks, spoons, and one LARGE BUTCHER KNIFE. The hand pulls out the knife, and in its stainless, reflective blade we a see a distorted reflection of a little boys face. We turn away from the kitchen and start walking towards the stairs. As we head up the stairs we see the TEENAGE BOY walking down, zipping up his pants with a large idiot grin across his face.

TEENAGE BOY
Oh. Hey Michael...

He continues down the stairs to exit the house. On one of the steps is a childish yet ominous clown mask. We bend down to pick up the mask and put it over our face. THE BREATHING IS HEAVIER. We now see through the two slits in the clown mask. We continue walking up the stairs to approach a half open door. The hand comes into frame and opens the door. WE ARE IN A BED ROOM. Sitting on the bed is the TEENAGE GIRL. She is not wearing a shirt, she hums what sound like the theme to John Carpenter’s The Thing as she strokes a brush through her hair. She notices Michael.

TEENAGE GIRL
Michael! What are you doing?!
We get closer to her.

TEENAGE GIRL
Michael! Mind what I say!

Closer.

TEENAGE GIRL
Michael! Get out of my room!

CLOSER.

TEENAGE GIRL
Michael!

We now are right up to her. The hand with the knife comes into frame.

TEENAGE GIRL
NO, MICHAEL!

The knife slices through the air down to the girl’s chest.

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INT. JESSICA’S BEDROOM--NIGHT

A GIRL-- JESSICA bounces up from her slumber in her bed. Her hair a mess, and her face almost drenched in sweat. She’s obviously had a nightmare from the sheer speed she awoke from her sleep in. She’s a real mess. The room is practically in pitch black and it would be if it wasn’t for the moonlight bouncing off of the sky and into her room. Her room is obviously a girl’s room. Photo’s of various male models or boy-pop bands. We notice that she was the girl who got stabbed in the dream. On her nightstand a digital clock reads 4:30 am.

JESSICA

Oh my god.

FADE TO:

EXT. HADDODFIELD PUBLIC HIGH SCHOOL-DAY
We see Jessica. We is A LOT prettier than she was when we last saw her. Her golden hair has been washed and straightened out, some amber lipstick, pink snake skin-like mini skirt. She is obviously the school’s “hot girl.” Beside Jessica are two other girls of the same nature. Both a little bit shorter than Jessica. One is also blond but slightly darker haired than Jessica (SOPHIA) and the other girl with silky red hair (ANDREA). They are walking down a hallway, each side covered in orange and blue lockers. They turn into their classroom and take their seats at their desks and get close to what is almost a huddle.

JESSICA
So, yeah me and this guy head up into a bed room, right?

SOPHIA
Was it good?

JESSICA
Eh...

The other two girls share a chuckle over this.

JESSICA
No but like when we’re done this little boy wearing a clown mask comes into the room--

ANDERA
You were done, right?

JESSICA
I just said-- anyway he’s holding a big knife

SOPHIA
Were you wearing anything?

Jessica shakes her head.

JESSICA
Then...slice!

SOPHIA & ANDERA
Oh my god!

JESSICA
I know!

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