Saturday, May 27, 2017
Welcome to the fourth part of my series, Brimorie - A New Age. Think of this as an experiment, if you will. Each month, will bring a new installment. This will be a different experience for most of my constant readers. In a sense, what you will be viewing is my script for a potential horror movie.
The characters of Brimorie, Professor Ben Collins and James Rogers were created by Theresa Jacobs for her book, “Sudden Death.”
If you are a fan of the supernatural and things that go bump in the night, I highly recommend that you pick it up. You won’t be able to put it down.
Check it out at the following link:
Now, join me if you dare, as we step into a place where technology meets terror. Sometimes it is better to unplug. Enjoy…….
EXT. COLLEGE CAMPUS
Sophie, Petra and Devin are sitting at a corner table in the Student Union. Sophie has dark circles under her eyes and is picking at her cereal. Finally, she shoves the bowl away from her.
You okay, Soph?
Guess I am just tired. I didn't sleep well last night. I can't shake this feeling that something is wrong. Where's Matt?
Knowing him, he probably slept in.
Petra starts texting on her phone.
Just sent him a text. If he doesn't respond, I will swing by his place after class. We were supposed to go out tonight. He lost a bet so drinks are on him. I am sure it is exactly what Dev said, Soph.
Maybe you guys are right. It must be lack of sleep.
Sophie glances at her watch. She jumps up quickly.
Damn it! I am late for art history.
She grabs her backpack and takes off. Devin and Petra watch her fly through the Union and out of the doors.
I have some time to kill. I'll stop at Matt's. See what's up.
Let me know, Dev. See ya later. Pop up quiz day.
Petra exits leaving Devin alone.
INT. POLICE STATION - MORNING
James is in the waiting area. He is fooling around with his pen. An older man in a long-sleeved Oxford shirt with his tie askew strides purposefully toward James. This is DETECTIVE MASON.
Nice to meet you. Thanks for seeing me.
Do you mind if we go into the conference room?
Not at all.
The two walk down the hall and take an abrupt left turn. Mason shuts the door behind him and the two men sit down at the conference table.
What can I do for you?
I wanted to ask you about Charlotte Collins.
Mason nods his head and looks like he is deep in thought for a moment before answering. James opens his notebook and jots down a quick sentence.
You mentioned something about a school paper?
Yes. Actually, there were some disappearances at my school this year and someone mentioned that this sort of thing happened here 10 years ago.
I remember the case. Her father was a professor at the college. Very strange. All we had was an empty car, a strange residue in the front seat and nothing else to go on.
So, no prints or eyewitness accounts? Did you have the residue analyzed?
Mason shakes his head.
We did our best on that one. No one saw anything. The residue was unidentifiable. We even sent it to the lab in Portland. They said the results were inconclusive. Cold case has been on it for a while now. I remember her Dad was real torn up about it. I would be too.
Mason leans in toward James.
DETECTIVE MASON (CONT'D)
If you ask me, I think she ran away. Hell, maybe she had a boyfriend that her folks didn't know about and they eloped.
Do you remember what lab you sent it to?
Oregon State Police Portland Metro Forensic Laboratory.
James jots a few notes down in his notebook.
Well, thank you very much for your time, Detective. I will be sure and send you a copy of the article when it runs.
James shakes hands with Mason and leaves the room.
Devin is standing outside Matt's apartment door. He knocks on it and waits a beat. After he doesn't hear anything, he knocks again.
Matt? Hey? You home?
Devin knocks one more time. He stands there waiting. Nothing happens so he turns around and walks down the corridor.
INT. DORM ROOM - AFTERNOON
Petra is lying on her bed. She has earbuds on listening to her favorite album. Her eyes are closed and she looks like she is on the verge of falling asleep. While she is blissfully unaware, a dark shape materializes out of the wall and steps into the room.
Petra nods her head in time with the music her eyes are still closed. Feeling a chill, she shivers slightly and pulls a quilt around her. Suddenly, she opens her eyes and sits up, looking around her room. She sees nothing unusual. Lying back down, she closes her eyes and resumes listening to her music.
The dark form materializes next to her. Petra feels a cold caress on her cheek. This causes her to bolt upright. Nothing is in her room. She waits and listens. Nothing but silence. She lays back on the bed again and closes her eyes.
All of a sudden, the quilt is ripped off of her. She finds herself pinned to the bed. Panicking and alarmed, she tries to struggle but can't. It feels like she is literally chained to the bed. Her eyes bulge with fear. She can't cry out. Tears fall from the corners of her eyes. The dark figure appears on top of her. She looks into a face that is oozing flesh with fire burning in the eyes.
This thing opens its mouth wide and plants the gaping hole on her lips. Petra starts flailing. The life is literally getting sucked out of her. Her body starts to shrivel, flesh starts melting away, her movements lessen until they finally stop. All that is left is an oozing, desiccated mess which quickly disappears into the bed.
INT. OFFICE - EVENING
Ben is engrossed in a book on Demonology and Second Heaven. The chapter is about dealing with powerful entities. Before he can get any further, his doorbell rings. Glancing at his watch, he gets up and heads out to the foyer.
James is standing on the porch looking around. He goes to ring the doorbell again when Ben opens the door.
Hey, Professor. I hope you don't mind me dropping by. I have some information that you might like to know.
Ben steps aside and allows James into his house.
INT. OFFICE - EVENING
Ben and James walk back to the office. Immediately, James sits down in front of the desk. Ben sits down behind it.
So, I went to speak with Detective Mason today.
I haven't heard that name in a long time.
Did you know that they found residue in the car?
James nods his head.
Yes. They sent it off to the state forensic lab to be tested. Mason said the results were inconclusive. That it wasn't identifiable.
Ben sits back in his chair and closes his eyes for a moment.
Do you know anyone that could look into that info? Maybe one of your former colleagues?
Ben drums his fingers on the desk while he is thinking.
An old friend of mine works in the Sciences department. His wife used to work for the Lab.
It's worth a shot. Maybe we can find out if there were results and if not, at least we know what happened to Charlotte.
Ben silently looks at James.
I know what happened to her. I always have.
We'll find a way to fight this fucker, Professor.
INT. TOWN CRIER TAVERN - NIGHT
Devin and Sophie are sitting in a booth in the back of the bar. Although it is pretty noisy, they are lost in conversation and by the looks on their faces, the topic is pretty grim.
I went by Matt's place this afternoon.
No. I knocked several times. This isn't like him. Where's Petra?
I last saw her on the quad. She said she was going to chill in her room and then grab something to eat. We were supposed to meet up.
Sophie pauses and looks at Devin.
You don't think....
We don't know anything yet, Soph. Let's not jump to conclusions. Maybe they went away for the weekend.
Come on, Dev! Don't you think they would have said something? They weren't exactly secretive.
Devin picks up his glass of beer and drinks from it.
I don't want to think about it either but I'm telling you, we started something. It's coming for us. We need to get help.
Look, I will file a missing person report tomorrow for both of them.
I think we need to talk to Professor Collins.
How is that going to work, Soph? So, we talk to him and then all of a sudden Matt and Petra show back up?
Sophie looks down at the table.
I don't think they are going to, Dev. I don't think you believe they will either.
Sophie places her hand on top of his.
Why don't we go see him tomorrow? Afterwards, we'll go to the cops.
Devin looks into her eyes.
I promise I'll take care of you, Soph. I won't let anything happen to you.
He places his other hand on top of hers and squeezes it.
INT. SCIENCES BUILDING - MORNING
Ben walks down a hall; several students are going toward classrooms. He stops in front of an office designated as 321 before he can knock on the door, a tall, blonde, slightly balding man opens it. This is GREGORY ARCHER.
Ben? Oh, my God! Nice to see you!
Gregory extends his hand and vigorously shakes Ben's.
Come on in.
Gregory steps aside to let Ben enter his office. He immediately sits behind his desk.
This is a pleasant surprise. What brings you on campus? Research for a new book?
Actually, yes. How is Jean?
Doing fine. Enjoying being retired. She spends a lot of time with the grandkids.
I was hoping she might be able to help me out, Greg.
Gregory's face immediately registers concern.
Sure, Ben. What’s going on?
Something has come up in Charlotte's case. Some evidence was found at the crime scene. A residue in the front seat of the car. Would Jean be able to reach out to someone in the state lab to see if they have any information?
I always felt the police botched that investigation up, Ben. I don't know why you didn't sue them.
Ben shakes his head.
I didn't want to take that on, Greg.
I’ll talk to Jean. Anything we can do....
That means a lot.
We miss you. Maybe you could come over for dinner some night?
I would like that.
I will hold you to that, my friend.
Ben stands up, he shakes his friend's hand again.
Gregory holds up his hand.
I know, Ben.
Gregory watches as Ben exits his office. He picks up his phone and dials it.