× Vicarage ×
Vicar Oddie and Namjoon are in the living room. Vicar Oddie is getting the skinny from an exhausted and sore Namjoon after his hard hour of labour.
"What’s he want with the Parish records?"
"I don’t know, sir. But I couldn’t
find them. And I looked everywhere. I’m still supposed to be looking for them right now. Last thing he
said to me before he went off to
check in at the B & B."
Vicar Oddie takes a sip of his scotch - ‘Hmmmm’.
"I think he might be more switched on then the last one that came up,
sir."
"Don’t worry, lad. I’ll keep a close
eye. Tomorrow he’ll hold his
little surgery and then he’ll be
on a train back to Sodom by
sundown."
× FURNESS BED & BREAKFAST ×
Sandra (28) enters with Hoseok.
"Bathroom’s just there and breakfast is from seven am."
Sandra switches on the light. It’s a twee B & B guest room. Hardly the Savoy. However Hoseok can tell Sandra’s proud of it.
"Oo, swish."
Sandra inwardly beams, warming up nicely to Hoseok.
"This is our executive suite. I put
you in this one especially."
"Thank you. That’s very thoughtful
of you..."
"Sandra. No trouble at all. You're very welcome to join us downstairs tonight, Mr Jung. My Detective
show’s on in an hour.
"Is it a mystery? I love those."
"It is a mystery, Mr. Jung. A big
one. Everyone’s a suspect.", says the woman, excited.
"How exciting. I’ll be there with
bells on."
Sandra’s overjoyed, she goes to exit but turns back.
"Just to warn you...my mother-in-law is..."
"Ah. I see."
"I had no choice in the matter. I
voted for you, in the election.
Went into town especially. Voted
Victus. Round here folk want to
pretend everything’s alright now.
But it’s not. Something’s got to be
done about... (hushed tone) about those things."
"I couldn’t agree with you more,
Sandra.", replies Hoseok.
× Hoseok's bedroom ×
Hoseok is unpacking. He places a toy wooden train on the night stand, then sits on the bed and stares at it.
× ROARTON ESTATE ×
Namjoom is climbing a field gate and landing in a different part of the village...
He walks up the street and comes to a rundown council house with shutters on the windows, a re-enforced front door and a strategically placed vase of white lilies on the window ledge.
Namjoon climbs the steps of the rundown council house and buzzes the intercom.
"Password."
“The Goddess Ishtar.”
A few moments. Then ‘bbbbuuuzzzz’ - The reenforced door unlocks. Namjoom takes a last look around and crosses the threshold.
× Park house ×
The Park family are having dinner. Jimin is at the table. His parents, Yon and Jae, have moved on from making him pretend eat, though they always put out a plate for him “just in case he fancies something”. Jimin has been talking about Jin's return.
"...So he’s just turned up out the
blue?", asks his dad.
"Yeah, he’s back at the bungalow."
Yon looks at Jae, worried.
"Why’s he back?", asks Jae.
"I don’t know."
"Maybe he missed Jimin, Dad.", says Taehyung.
"Or he’s come to blow us all up."
"Jae!", says Yon.
"Jesus.", curses Taehyung.
"What? I’m just letting it all hang
out. Saying what I feel. I can’t be
the only one who’s worried about
these extremists. Rabids are bloody scary."
"Dad!", says Taehyung, indicating Jimin.
"Not like him. I’m talking about the
other ones. The killers. The rabids
that were eating people’s brains
during the Rising."
Taehyung and Jimin exchange a glance. This is an incredibly
sensitive subject for them, and a shared secret.
"He wasn't doing any of that. He
was just roaming about on his tod
until Army picked him up. That’s
right, ain’t it, Jimin?"
Everyone looks awkward. Taehyung, Yon and Jimin know the truth.
"I was...Uh...I..."
To save Jimin from having to break the news to his Dad that he did in fact eat brains during the rising, Taehyung accidently / on purpose knocks over his drink. Liquid goes all over the tablecloth and onto Jae's lap.
"Oops."
"Bloody hell, Taehyung. Got it all over me new jeans.", says Jae, standing up.
Jae is wearing his jeans far too high.
"Did you a favour.", says Taehyung.
"These are designer."
"Designed by who? Looks like you’ve raided mum’s wardrobe."
Jae looks at Yon for support.
"They do look a little mumsie, love."
"Chim chim?", asks Jae.
"From the back they have a bit of a
grannyish quality, Dad."
"Grannyish?", asks Jae, horrified.
"You’re wearing them too high,
Jae.", says Yon.
Jae is perplexed.
"This is how you're supposed to
wear’em."
Jimin and Taehyung share a smile.
Jae turns around and checks out his butt in his jeans.
"Paid forty quid for these."
The family smile. Jimim looks at his brother - ‘Thank you for the save, bro.’
× Park Bathroom - NIGHT ×
Jimin is getting ready for bed. He takes a towel from the rack and places it over the cabinet mirror. This is his regular routine.
Once he knows he won’t accidentally catch sight of himself,
Jimin takes out his contact lenses and begins wiping off the cover up mousse. He opens a white wash bag and takes out a bottle of
blue liquid called Purecleanse Total (made by Halperin &
Weston Pharmaceuticals). Jimin empties some of the blue liquid into the basin and begins washing his face and body with it.
He then takes out a small bottle of Moist Everafter eye lotion (made by Halperin & Weston) and puts a few squirts into both eye. Jimin stands there, letting the liquid moisten his sore eyes. While waiting for the eye-drops to take effect, the boy looks at the towel covering the mirror. He’s tempted to see himself barefaced. He hasn’t seen himself ‘au naturale’ for such a long time he’s actually forgotten what he really looks like. Perhaps he doesn’t look like such a freak?
Jimin outstretches his hand to pull down the towel. He’s just about to... when he retreats his hand.
No, what if he sees himself bare and he’s much worse than what he remembers looking like? That would be too much to take. So Jimin leaves the towel safely over the mirror as he puts in his contacts and exits the bathroom for bed.
× Furness Bed & Breakfast ×
Clive and his wife Sandra are having steak dinners in front of the television.
"You’ve crossed the line, Detective
Inspector."
"There’s a vicious killer out there,
PC Chandler. I did what I had to
do. And I’d do it again."
Clive’s Partially Deceased mother Connie sits on the sofa next to an uncomfortable looking Hoseok. Connie refuses to wear her contacts or her mousse. Even in company.
"I don’t like this programme.", says Connie.
Sandra reacts. Connie and Sandra do not get on.
"Mother...", says Clive warning her not to start.
"The characters are stupid and the
plot’s predictable."
"This is Sandra’s favorite programme, Mum -",Sandra glares at Clive, "It’s our favorite programme. So if you could just leave it alone..."
"I didn’t crawl out of the grave to
spend me time watching rubbish like this."
"Wish you’d crawl back.", says Sandra, under her breath, through clenched teeth.
"What?! What did she say to me,
Clive!?", yells Connie.
"Sandra -", starts Clive.
"Shut up! They’re about to reveal
the murderer ... Oh, God, they
always do this. Ad break."
A miaow emits from the back garden.
"Time to feed Lewis."
Sandra gets up.
× MOMENTS LATER ×
Sandra shakes a saucer of catfood.
"Lewis! Tea!"
From the back of the dark garden we hear a miaow. She walks towards the miaow and the ominous, inky darkness.
"Come on you silly cat..."
She walks a bit further towards the menacing black. Suddenly, Clive bangs on the window.
"Sandra it’s back on!"
Sandra quickly puts the saucer down for missing Lewis. As she bends down, she hears a low growl from behind. She turns and is faced with a vicious looking rabid, all skin and bones, hungry as hell. She lets out a piercing scream. This alerts everyone inside. They stand and go to the window, where they look out and see the rabid staggering towards a quivering Sandra.
"Sandra!", shouts Clive.
"Call the HVF.", says Hoseok.
Connie gives a mocking cackle.
"They disbanded times ago. Good
riddance to ’em."
Hoseok decides to take action.
"Where are your weapons?"
"Only got tools.", answers Clive.
He points to a nearby cupboard. Hoseok dashes to the cupboard, opens it, scans the contents.
Sandra is backpedaling, trips on the saucer, falls. The rabid towers over her. It is about to strike.
When (SOUND OF A DRILL. High pitch - rrreee, rrrreeeee) Hoseok appears out of the dark wielding a cordless black and decker drill. He buries the drill into the back of the
Rabid’s head. Piercing its brain. Hoseok is splattered with black bile. As is Sandra. It’s horrific. The Rabid slumps. Dead. Clive goes to his shaken wife. Hoseok takes out the black bile covered drill from the dead rabid and looks at Connie, who is no longer amused.