When we finally managed to get the group together, we worked on the key points, and features we needed, such as lighting changes and colour, and with notes made in Grindleford previously, we came up with an idea. At first we were slightly over-ambitious with the amount of time we had to accomplish, however I feel we managed to creatively cut down the idea to make it just as a effective.
Little Synopsis: We follow Ashlene and James, a couple hoping to rekindle their relationship. James suggests camping, and therefore the two travel to a campsite, where they are followed by a dark shadow. Only Ashlene notices the shadow, and James seems oblivious. At the campsite, Ashlene spots this 'man' dragging a tarp across the ground, and freaks out to tell James. James calms her down and tells her to go to sleep, expecting she's over reacting to an animal in the woods. In the morning, James wakes up to find Ashlene gone...
Script:
INT. BEDROOM - LATE EVENING/EARLY MORNING
Looking from atop the wardrobe we see ASHLENE rummaging
around underneath, JAMES is calling items of clothing out to
her from off-screen.
ASHLENE is about to respond but instead drops her shoulders
and shuts the wardrobe doors with a bang.
JAMES’s is on his knees, his head down at his camping bag,
he’s wrestling with the zip. He defeats it and turns to
ASHLENE. Noticing her lack of enthusiasm he places his hands
on her shoulders, giving her a comforting stare and then
embrace. Lights out
EXT. COUNTRY PATHWAY - MORNING
We track backwards out from JAMES’S camera lens, the shutter
CLICKS. His fiancé ASHLENE forces herself to look jolly in
her hiking attire. JAMES mocks her lack of enthusiasm and
she cracks a real smile. JAMES clicks the shutter again.
EXT. GRINDLEFORD - MORNING
The two are wandering around light-heartedly. JAMES points
to an animal in a tree, ASHLENE takes notice and looks at it
through camera. She noticed CREEP and jolts with shock.
The two are erecting a tent, ASHLENE struggling and
purposefully putting in little effort. She has a mini
tantrum and wanders off. JAMES looks back, feeling bad.
ASHLENE is wandering up hill. Bored, she taps a branch
against trees. She hears something. CREEP is dragging some
heavy object covered in tarp. ASHLENE whips behind the tree
next to her, her face only just peering out behind it. CREEP
is struggling with his dragging, he awkwardly trips and
loses his grip, as he reaches back to pick it up we see that
it’s a person’s limp hand. ASHLENE has a look of horror and
presses the back of her head to the back of the tree. CREEP
is passing, ASHLENE very hesitantly turns to look round the
other side of the tree. We see a blur approach her from
behind. JAMES racks into focus and ASHLENE jumps massively.
She quickly turns around to where CREEP was and nothing is
there. She looks back at JAMES hitting him half joking, half
serious. He puts his arm around her and they turn to walk
back.
2.
EXT. GRINDLEFORD - NIGHT.
The silhouettes of JAMES and ASHLENE stirring in the tent,
layed on opposite sides of the tent. They are on their sides
looking at each other. JAMES is looking at ASHLENE, a tiny
camp light is between them. She turns it out, it turns to
day, JAMES wakes up, wincing at the light.
EXT. GRINDLEFORD - MORNING
Looking inside the tent from outside, JAMES is alone in the
tent. The zip door is open and waving in the wind. JAMES
hurried goes to put on his jumper.
He is outside the tent and looking frantic, he’s looking
around standing still. From up the hill we can she an arm
from around a tree on the left. She is bound to the tree
with rope and gagged. JAMES comes running up and tries to
help her. CREEP slowly walks from off screen up to JAMES and
hits him with club. CREEP is standing before them, club in
hand. ASHLENE has a look of horror, she struggles with her
ropes, he throws the bat on the floor. ASHLENE manages to
get out of her gag and is screaming hysterically.
Looking up at the sky, JAMES is dragged backwards down the
hill. JAMES’S vision is blurred, we focus in on ASHLENE
screaming. Fades to black.
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