Script- Part 2
THE UNKNOWN CALLER (PART 2)
By
Maria and Emmanuela
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INT. Maria's Room- Near Computer Desk- Night
Maria hears her phone vibrating. She picks up the phone from the desk, and then looks at the alert.
She looks at her phone with a confused expression. Maria looks back over to her monitor to the Zoom Call.
Maria
Uhh, guys..?
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INT. Zoom Call Screen
Richard
...Did you get the notifcation too?
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INT. Maria's Room- Near Computer Desk- Night
Maria opens the notification and it brings her to a to a webpage; on the screen, it tells her to put all of her information in such as her: date of birth, etc. Eager to find out what the webpage does, she puts all of her information in presumably along with everyone else.
Maria
Is this a joke? Am I actually going to die...In an hour?
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INT. Zoom Call Screen
No Caller ID.
Are you guys going to tell the truth? Or are you ready to play the game?
Maria
What game? Truth?
Elijah
Guys- listen, it told me my death is in a minute from now.
Maria
Stop it! This isn't funny anymore, hey, whoever this is just reveal yourself. Elijah? Richard? Is this one of youse? This prank is going too far.
Richard
No, it's not. Why would do I do all of this just to play a prank on just you?
Elijah
Stop arguing! Maria, its not us just listen to me!
Maria:
And why should I believe you?
Elijah
Because-
There is a focus on Elijah's screen; You see another figure behind him in the room.
Richard
Elijah? Whose that? Hey-
Maria
Huh? Wha- ELIJAH! BEHIND YOU, SOMEONE IS THERE!
Elijah turns around, he then looks back at the screen and lets out a loud scream as two arms wrap around his neck and then disconnects from the call. Cue Maria and Richard with shocked expressions.
Maria
OH MY GOD- ELIJAH!? ELIJAH ARE YOU THERE?
Richard
I-...
You hear typing; a notepad suddenly appears on the screen reading "Are you ready to tell the truth?"
Maria
I HAVEN'T DONE NOTHING! I SWEAR, I SWEAR!
Richard
Maria. Do you know something that I don't?
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INT. School Media Room- Dark Gallery room
You see a figure typing in the room but you can't make out who it is. Monitors are above the screen showing posts of Laura in her worst moments. The figure looks up at them and then looks back at the screen.
DISSOLVE TO.
INT. Zoom Call Screen
Maria
I have nothing to say... I..
Richard
Please tell the truth. I don't think I'll be here with you much longer.. What did you do.
Maria
Well.. Okay, okay.. So what happened is..
The Zoom call starts to get distorted and you can barely hear what is being said by Maria.
Richard
What? I can't hear you? Hello? Hey, hey! You did something, didn't you!? HURRY UP! I ONLY HAVE 10 SECONDS LEFT-
Richards screen turns to back. You can hear yelling and then silence; gunshots then can be heard and a loud screech. Richards account disconnects from the call.
The Zoom Call suddenly clears out and is back to normal. Its only Maria and the no caller ID. Marias shocked expression suddenly turns to a neutral one and she just abruptly ends the call.
INT. Maria's Room- Near Computer Desk- Night
She leaves her desk, and you see her exit the room with the same blank expression.
FADE OUT.
FLASH TO.
EXT. Dark Alley- Unknown Location.
You see Maria again, she walks in and enters a dark alleyway.
A hooded figure slowly approaches from behind. Suspense is built until the No Caller ID talks.
No Caller ID.
I wondered when you will show up. Do you have it?
Maria jumps but then soon calms down. She nods and hands over money.
Maria
Yes, here you go, thank you, again.
No Caller ID.
It was a pleasure doing business with you.
Cue No Caller ID leaving Maria to herself. She looks behind her and then lets out a sigh of relief.
Maria
They just simply knew too much.
CUT TO BLACK.
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The screen shows someone picking up a knife; however you can't make out who it is or if it was really Maria or not, you hear commotion going down between presumably Laura. You hear a scream and then footsteps running away. You hear a familiar voice.
Maria
LAURA!
CUT TO BLACK.
The title of the short film is shown once again.
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