Hide and Seek By Noel Ahlers
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kitsu.kiyo@zoho.com
INT DAN’S BEDROOM - DAY Daylight pours out of sheer curtains onto the dusty and messy room. Clothes is clustered together to form a pillow and a blanket enacts as the bed in place of a real bed. Aside from an advanced computer besides a desk that has a monitor, keyboard, and mouse, the room is mostly barren. CUE TITLE CARD. Under the desk, DAN (10) is playing video games under their desk wearing an oversized shirt and pajamas. They also are wearing headphones, which drown out the exterior sounds for just a moment. Sweet music plays in contrast to the yelling from downstairs, unable to be heard until it grows louder. MOTHER (V.O.) She looks retarded, who cut her hair? We didn’t raise a boy or a faggot! Dan continues to play their game as the camera focuses on them. The sweet music begins to lower more as the screaming continues. MOTHER (V.O.) Mama huevo, ASQUEROSO! Fucking puta! Hesitantly, Dan takes one side of their headphones off of their ear to eavesdrop into the conversation, but is only greeted with sounds of glass and plates being smashed and her mother shouting more. MOTHER (V.O.) First, you steal all my money, then you make ME the maid. A maid at least gets health care and benefits. FUCK YOU! There is a moment’s silence for a moment until Dan begins to hear someone stomping from downstairs. With a gasp, Dan begins to run out of their desk and leave the room. INT. PARENT’S BEDROOM - DAY Dan’s MOTHER (30’s) reaches upstairs and slams the door behind her. She looks pissed off, but very orderly as she begins to slowly inch towards Dan’s bedroom. In contrast to Dan’s bedroom, their parent’s bedroom looks fancy and tidy, (CONTINUED)
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with pictures of everyone except Dan up in the family. There is a wardrobe on the left of the room and a dresser with a mirror on the right, reflecting Dan’s mother looking behind her for a moment before turning around. MOTHER Love....Darrrrlinggggg.... Momma wants to talk to youu... Her eyes scan the room, noticing her wardrobe had been open. With a groan, her footsteps hasten towards the room. She grabs a glass on the way that was nearby the left side of the bed by multiple pill bottles. INT. DAN’S BEDROOM - DAY Dan curls into a ball in the bathtub, holding their video game in their hand and lowering their eyes to focus on something else. MOTHER (V.O.) Crees que eres lista? INT. BATHROOM - DAY Dan raises their head to their mother’s voice getting uncomfortably closer and curls tighter into their self. Their eyes then look away... INT. DAN’S BEDROOM - DAY Their mother reaches the doorknob to the bathroom - locked. She turns it twice, then stands in front of the door. MOTHER (MOCKINGLY) I’m sorry, okay? I’m really, really sorry.... BANG BANG. She kicks the door twice aggressively. MOTHER That you look like an autistic retard! You snake! Where is it!? BANG BANG. She kicks it again.
3. INT. BATHROOM - DAY The door busts open and hits the wall loudly. Dan flinches and drops the video game, revealing where they were hiding. MOTHER ...Honey, where are my pills? Dan keeps quiet as their mother inches closer. The more they approach the bathtub, the slower they get. MOTHER You know I need them. Their mother pushes the shower curtains to reveal Dan, staring at their mother with sorrow filling their eyes. Quickly, their mother replies with a slap to their face and crouches down. DAN ...You took mine. MOTHER A beautiful girl like you don’t need them. Now get upDan shakes their head and lets out a weak smirk. MOTHER Honey, come on now, don’t make me drag youTheir mother yanks at their wrist, then lets go quickly. Blood covers her hand as she reveals Dan’s open cuts bleeding and ruining their clothing. It appears as if they had been open for awhile. Blood drips onto the game system. MOTHER Wha....What the...? Dan continues to smile and sighs as their mother looks at them with sheer horror. DAN I guess.... You found them. The game plays a small jingle followed by a "RETRY" sign. Their mother’s screams and pleas begin to blend with the music. END.