The bell hop carries Shayna's bags and leads her down a long hallway.
They weave their way through a labyrinth of hallways. The sharp turns and awkward angles seem to make no sense. For Shayna, it feels like they have been walking in circles.
The bell hop stops and sets down Shayna's bags.
BELL HOP
Here it is...room 327.
The bell hop pulls the key out of his pocket.
He slides the golden key into the lock with unusual ease.
BELL HOP
Sometimes this door sticks. If you
just lift a bit and push...
He opens the door.
He hands Shayna the key.
BELL HOP (CONT.)
it comes right open.
BELL HOP
If you have any trouble, just pick up the
phone beside your bed and I'll already
be here waiting for you.
phone beside your bed and I'll already
be here waiting for you.
INT. ROOM 327
She walks into the room and sets her bags down beside the bed.
The door closes behind her.
The room is a pale green with gold accents. The room is windowless. A bed, a nightstand, a rotary phone, and an old radio are the only things that occupy the room.
She sits on the bed and sighs.
She falls back and drifts into sleep.
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK
Shayna opens her eyes.
She sits on the bed and sighs.
She falls back and drifts into sleep.
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK
Shayna opens her eyes.
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK
She gets out of the bed and opens the door.
THE OWNER: a handsome man in an expensive, pin-striped, tailored suit; is standing in her doorway holding a bottle of wine. He is about 6 feet tall with a clean shaved face and slicked back hair.
He smiles excessively upon their meeting.
The owner pushes a seemingly random spot on the wall, which opens a secret door.
Behind the door, is what looks like a large laundry shoot.
The bell hop lifts the actress up and shoves her headfirst into the opening.
She slides and tumbles as she disappears into a dark unknown.
THE OWNER: a handsome man in an expensive, pin-striped, tailored suit; is standing in her doorway holding a bottle of wine. He is about 6 feet tall with a clean shaved face and slicked back hair.
He smiles excessively upon their meeting.
OWNER
Shayna, am I right?
SHAYNA
(skeptically)
Yeah, that's me.
OWNER
Wonderful! You're an actress, if my intel
is correct. May I say, it is a pleasure
having you stay here. I brought this up
for you.
He hands her the bottle of wine.
OWNER (CONT.)
The construction crew found a huge
stash of these in a storage room during
the renovations. They are aged perfectly
and I've been giving them out to our most
meritorious guest.
SHAYNA
I don't know what to say...thank you.
But, I really need to get some rest.
So, if you don't mind, I'm going to try to sleep.
OWNER
Absolutely, I'm sorry for keeping you.
I have to ask before I go, what do you think
about the place?
SHAYNA
It's fine.
OWNER
I understand. It hasn't quite grown on
you yet, but give it some time. By the
end of your stay, you'll never want to leave.
SHAYNA
I'm sure. Thanks again for the wine.
Shayna closes the door.
She puts her ear to the door.
She hears the fading clunks of the owner's dress shoes walking away.
CLUNK...CLUNK...CLUNK...CLUNK
CLUNK...CLUNK...CLUNK...CLUNK
Once the steps can no longer be heard, she quickly grabs her bags.
SHAYNA
This place is just a little to
creepy for me.
She hastily gets out of the room.
INT. HALLWAY
Shayna drags her bags through the winding corridors.
She turns each corner with no end in sight.
Finally she sees an "exit" sign in-front of a stairwell.
She spirals down the staircase, huffing her breath and clashing the wheels of her suitcase down each step.
She suddenly comes to a stop.
At the bottom of the stairs is a wall, preventing her from moving forward. The stairs lead to nothing.
Now in a complete panic, she runs back up the stairs.
She frantically works her way through the hallways once more.
Feeling hopeless, she bangs on the doors of the other rooms.
SHAYNA
Someone! Please help me!
No one responds to her pleas.
Knocking and running, it is hard for her to catch her breath.
She knocks on another door.
SHAYNA
Open the door! I need help!
Out of desperation, she pulls on the handle of a door.
It is unlocked and opens.
The doorway is blocked by aged bricks that have been laid from floor to ceiling.
She slides to the floor with her back supported against the brick wall and begins to sob.
She looks up and directly in front of her is room 327.
Shayna picks herself up off the floor and goes into her room, leaving the door open.
INT. ROOM 327
She grabs the rotary phone and holds the headset to her ear.
There is no dial tone.
The silence is broken by the old AM radio turning on.
The door to the room slams shut and locks.
A HISSING sound is heard.
Shayna's breath deepens.
She staggers through the room.
She staggers through the room.
Her vision becomes blurred.
She collapses on the floor as she loses consciousness.
A few seconds later the hissing sound stops.
CUT TO:
INT. HALLWAY
The owner escorts the bell hop through the hallways, who is dragging Shayna's limp body from underneath her arms across the red carpet.
The owner pushes a seemingly random spot on the wall, which opens a secret door.
Behind the door, is what looks like a large laundry shoot.
The bell hop lifts the actress up and shoves her headfirst into the opening.
She slides and tumbles as she disappears into a dark unknown.
TO BE CONTINUED...
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