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FADE IN :
1 EXT. HIGHWAY - DAY 1
A dull highway. A crappy sedan roars by.
2 INT. CRAPPY CAR - DAY 2
At the wheel, driving this piece of shit, is MIKE ENSLIN,
35, a grizzled, weary soul. He stares glassily at the road,
a cigarette behind his ear, a styrofoam cup of Exxon coffee
at his mouth.
A sign drifts by: "Woodfin, Rte 251 N - Asheville,
Interstate 240 E, Hwy 40, Next Right, Thru Traffic Merge”
Heh? Mike frowns.
3 EXT. COUNTRY ROAD - DUSK 3
RAIN pours down on an unpaved country intersection.
Mike stands outside his car, soaked, checking a wet map.
He’s confused and annoyed. There are no road markings at
all. He checks his watch.
4 EXT. COUNTRY INN - NIGHT 4
A quaint rural inn, dark of night. The ambiance is
picturesque, but off-putting. Porch lanterns glow. Shadows
are deep. An ancient elm tree frames the banging weathered-
sign: "The Camden Inn"
Then, finally — headlights. Mike’s car pulls up in the mud.
5 INT. INN - NIGHT 5
Mike trudges into the homey, worn lobby.
MIKE
Hi. Mike Enslin, checking in —
The gregarious INNKEEPERS jump up, excited. They're country
folk, beaming.
MR. INNKEEPER
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Oh, Mr. Enslin! We were so worried
you weren’t gonna show!
MRS. INNKEEPER
It's such an honor to have you
here.
MIKE
(disinterested)
Yeah. Great. Uh, if I could just
get my key —
They ignore his exhaustion.
MR. INNKEEPER
You probably want to hear all about
our haunted history! Well, that
rear staircase is where the maid
reputedly hung herself in 1870.
MRS. INNKEEPER
There’s a picture —
MIKE
Can we do this in the morning?
MRS. INNKEEPER
(rummaging through
drawers)
Wait! It's printed in our brochure!
INSERT - BROCHURE
She thrusts out a brochure that says "HAUNTED!" There’s a
PHOTO of the lobby, and a faint white shape in a window.
MRS. INNKEEPER
Do you SEE her?
MIKE
Uh —
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