IN BLACK BEFORE FADE IN. WE HEAR…

MVO 1
Fuck! You killed him!

MVO 2
But he was dead.

MVO 1
Then you killed him again you doos!

MVO 3
Aw shit broe!.

FADE IN. WE SEE

1. INT.NIGHT - SMALL FLAT

A young black man rushes in and slams the door behind him, pressing his back against the door. He is drenched in sweat and terrified. He rushes through to the bedroom and throws a small suitcase on the bed. As he tosses odd garments into the case we notice an assortment of candles and skulls on a shelf over the bed.

He pauses and considers taking some of them with him but instead strips off a bloodied white T-Shirt and puts a fresh one on, running through to the kitchen to rinse off the congealed blood on his hands.

He returns to the bedroom and grabs the case, heading towards the door. As he reaches for the handle it turns of its own accord and he ducks into the airing cupboard next to it.

Suddenly the door is kicked in, leaving two youths, both dressed in track pants and brand shirts standing in the door frame.

Youth 1
Check the bedroom.

The youths split up and ransack the apartment. It is soon clear that whatever they're looking for is no longer there. The lounge window is open and the first youth stares at it forlornly.

Youth 1
Shit.

Youth 2
I don't like this man.

Youth 1
Anything in the bedroom?

Youth 2
Just a lot of this kind of shit.

He holds out a skull and nonchalantly drops it to the ground.

Youth 1
Let's get out of here!

Youth 2
I'm with you.

They leave.

2: INT. NIGHT - DINGY OFFICE

Tremendous backlighting. In the middle of the office is a desk, with a man's body lying across it. He is covered in a white sheet, bloodstained and covering most of his body. Stood next to him is a young man in his early twenties. Also dressed like the other youths he wears a holster with a gun firmly tucked into his side. He is crying and stifling sobs.

Youth 3
Don't worry dad. They'll find him.

He reaches out and tugs at the edge of the sheet and slides it back slowly. He grimaces.

Youth 3
Aw fuck dad!

He replaces the sheet and slumps down into the desk chair. The office is spotted in a fine drizzle of blood, speckling the walls and furniture. The youth's face also has a fine sheen of blood on it.

3. EXT.NIGHT - STREET

The two youths are walking back to the office, scanning the streets for any sign of their quarry. They of course see nothing.

Youth 1
Man, this is a fok-op!

Youth 2
What do you want to do?

Youth 1
Better get back. Find out what Ash wants to do.

Youth 2
Man he's gonna be pissed off.

Youth 1
What can we do?

They turn a corner and approach a squat building on the corner of a quiet intersection. They cross the road and slip in through the side door.

4. EXT.NIGHT - STREET, ACROSS THE ROAD FROM THE BUILDING

The youth from the flat is standing in a darkened doorway. He steps forward and watches a lit office on the second floor of the building. We see the two youths enter the office. The youth from the flat slips a hand into his pocket and pulls out an ornamental bone. He wraps his fingers around it and closes his eyes, his lips mouthing a silent prayer.

5. INT.NIGHT - OFFICE

Youth 1
We couldn 't find him. He's gone.

Ash
What?

Youth 2
We went to his place. There was nothing there.

Ash
That little shit! I want him found.

Youth 2
I'm worried bra' Ash.

Ash
What did you say?

Youth 2
I skeem he's fucking dangerous bra' Ash. He's got some weird shit in his place man.

Ash
Yeah? Well he isn't what he says he is.

He points at his dead father.

Youth 2
Yeah I know, but bra' Ash…

Ash
He's no witchdoctor. He's a fucking con artist. Now get out there and find him!

Youth 1
Okay bra' Ash. We'll find him.

The two youths leave, the second decidedly unsure.

6. EXT.NIGHT - STREET, ACROSS FROM THE OFFICE

The youth from the flat is humming something incoherent to himself. His eyes are closed but as the youths emerge from the building they open.

7. INT.NIGHT - OFFICE

Ash
They'll find him…they have to. Fucking con man!

As Ash considers his father's prone form we cut to the youth from the flat in the street outside and back to the office.

SFX: Humming now heard by the audience in the office.

As the humming grows louder we cut in short flashes from Ash to the youth in the street. He is rubbing the bone tightly, his jaw moving in a soundless reverie.

Ash
I'll kill him.

He crosses to the window and glances down at the street. He notices the youth from the flat and their eyes meet. The youth is still impeccably calm and he is lost in meditation. Ash is transfixed. He is scared.

Youth (staring calmly up at the window)
I told you; motherfucker!

8. EXT.NIGHT - STREET, ACROSS FROM THE OFFICE.

We see Ash staring down at the street from the youth's POV. As the humming resumes we see the body sit up behind an unsuspecting Ash. The sheet slides off the body and crumples to the floor. The bloodied and lacerated form of his father staggers towards him, in a mindless stumble, his dead eyes rolled up, his tongue lolling from his mouth like a loose streak of liver.

9. EXT.NIGHT - STREET ACROSS FROM THE OFFICE

We see the youth sauntering away as the other youths rush back into the building. We see the building receding into the distance, the camera tracking the youth from the front and over his shoulder.

We hear an anguished scream and two gunshots in the background. The youth forces a smile and slips the bone back into his pocket.

Fade to black

The End