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SYNOPSIS:
part 2 of thunder claps
hair dryer blowing
“fuck fuck fuck im so late and after that meeting with my boss last night didn’t go as well as planned i can only imagine he’s gonna be looking for a reason to fire me now!”
steadily&hastily getting ready in female work attire
“why o why did you drink last night? you mad yourself look like an ass and he’s already out to get me after i hit his car backing up last thursday”
flashback audio”damn woman! can’t drive a friggin car what makes you think i want you handling accounts”
“i don’t even remember getting home last night, its a wonder i even woke up in my own bed”
continues to get ready
finishes and walks out bedroom down foyer
passes hallwaySees large figure in peripheralturns head and Screams
trips over heels and hits head on wall
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light much brighter, now well into noon
rubs head”owwwuch’
looks up and sees staircase lowered
“how did that get like that? what time is it?”
checks watch and sees its 1:03
“fuck! my ass is gras!”
checks phone and sees a voicemailopens voicemail and puts phone to ear
angry ramble heard as woman breaks into tears
drops phone and bawls into handsStops crying and fixes glasses
has apparent idea and gets up and starts climbing laddergoes into attic
“where are those things?”
searches intently and comes across box she’s looking foropens box
“ahh hear they are”
picks up photo album from boxsits down and starts flipping through
laughs, coons, stares in memorium as the pages reflect off her glasses
crickhead flicks up
“who’s there?”
silence
"kyle you’re supposed to be at school stop playing games”
silence
“kyle? don’t think i won’t ground you for scaring me and skipping school!”
silence
stands up and looks around
in frightened tone“stop it right now!”
silence
steps back and foot hits objectjumps and yells
turns around and picks up object
“a flashlight? this looks like the one kyle has”
looks up and calls out”kyle! i found your flashlight! you should’ve hid your tracks better!”
silence
“game over! i’m tired of thiSLAMlights go out
screams and drop flashlight
turns on and lights up figure in dark
shuffling heard from behind flashlight
“damn my glasses fell off”
hits flashlight, figure no longer seen
hands over wood heardhits glasses and hears them slide”got ’em”
stands up and picks up flashlight
“now what the hell did that close for?””and the lights? how did theflashlight flickers
continues to flickershakes around flashlightbeams of lights streak over figure
“what thflahslight flickers and go off as two glossy circles become evident
camera outside atticmuffled voice”who-who-wha-what? who are you?”
footsteps heardtrip heardmuffled”kyle!? why are you so cold? and if you’re right here thenscreamrustling noises
Camera now outside of housebirds chirping and lawnmowers heard in distance
CORRECTION OF THE LOGLINE. SUPPOSED TO BE "mom's running late to work, that's soon to be the least of her concerns."