one sentence/paragraph/whatever from each of your current work(s) in progress in
your journal. It should probably be your favorite or most intriguing sentence so
far, but what you choose is entirely your discretion. Mention the title (and
genre) if you like, but don't mention anything else -- this is merely to whet
the general appetite for your forthcoming work(s).
Apologies for the formatting. It doesn't transfer
EXT. CEMETERY – LATER
Three goth-punk girls are standing next to a crypt, reciting some sort of incantation. There are candles and various occult objects strategically placed around a crudely-drawn pentacle on the cemetery lawn, directly over a grave.
The chanting ceases, and the girls look expectantly for a few seconds.
What? What happened?
Raven screwed up the spell, that’s what happened.
Shut up Lilith! I did not screw up. Something else must have gone wrong.
(mumbles to self)
Eye of bat, toe of frog, Monkshood…
LILITH sits down with her back against the crypt and lights a cigarette. RAVEN continues to go through the spell, making gestures in the air.
Maybe it’s a good thing it didn’t work. I’m beginning to think that this whole thing was a bad idea.
God Muffy! You’re the one who wanted to try and bring back your “boyfriend”.
LILITH takes a swig from a silver flask.
I know, I know, but what if he comes back and he’s-- different.
You mean like that movie where they bury all the pets and stuff? Pet Sematary? Where they all came back and were all evil and shit?
Or what if he comes back and he’s all gross, with maggots crawling out of his eye sockets and the flesh peeling from his face?
What if he wants to eat your braaaaain?
LILITH suddenly grabs MUFFY’s ankle, and MUFFY screams. LILITH and RAVEN begin laughing; Raven sits down and takes the cigarette from LILITH to take a drag.
That was SO not funny you guys!
LILITH and RAVEN look at each other.
They both break out laughing anew. MUFFY, still standing looks annoyed and a little frightened.
I’m not kidding. Maybe we should just go home.
What, are you afraid now?
No! It’s just creepy is all. And it looks like it’s gonna rain more. Maybe we should come back tomorrow or something.
(looking at book)
It won’t work tomorrow night. It has to be the night of the new moon, cast with the blood of a virgin, the bones of…
Yeah. Page 316.
It dawns on her. They both look at MUFFY.
What? You didn’t say anything about needing to be a virgin!
RAVEN and LILITH groan, and banter with Muffy, calling her a few names.
EXT. CEMETERY – NIGHT
POV HANDHELD looking at the three girls. Somebody is watching them from a distance as they argue.
A low moaning is heard.
Shh! What was that?
The three girls are quiet and listen intently. They hear several voices moaning in the distance, some banging, and the scraping of stone-on-stone.
Oh I so don’t like this…
What the hell?
Suddenly the wall of the crypt explodes outward above LILITH’s head. A dessicated corpselike creature with wild hair extends out from inside the crypt, grabs her by the shoulders, and pulls her inside the crypt. RAVEN and MUFFY are both screaming; Raven grabs LILITH’s wildly kicking legs and tries to pull her back out of the crypt. LILITH’s muffled screams are heard from inside the crypt.
MUFFY grabs LILITH’s other leg, and they both begin to pull mightily. There is a tug-of-war between the girls and the crypt for a few seconds,; the girls are slowly losing ground. Suddenly LILITH’s legs spasm wildly, then both of the girls tumble back pulling her lower body out of the crypt. It is severed at the waist. The girls are both stunned.
A hand reaches up from the grave where the girls were performing their ritual and grabs onto MUFFY’s leg. She screams hysterically, and RAVEN watches stunned as the corpselike body of Muffy’s dead boyfriend pulls itself up out of the grave, empty eye sockets filled with maggots and flesh peeling from its face. It takes a bite out of Muffy’s head, and blood and brains spurt everywhere.
RAVEN screams and runs away into the night as more zombies rise from their graves.