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VERVM CORPVS — Sleep

©2005 Joshua Scott Emmons, All Rights Reserved.
               INT. PASSAGEWAY IN THE UNDERGROUND LABRYNTH - NIGHT



               Our heroes -- well, our two heroes and one ne'er do well

               thief and scoundrel -- stand in what looks like a long cave

               that's been cut out of the rock under the castle.  This cave

               is not straight, it curves slightly. Kraid hold a torch. All

               three are facing each other and arguing.



                                   KYLE

                         The desert?!  Out of the question.



                                   KRAID

                         It's the only place, reasonably

                         speakin. If'n you ask me.



                                   KYLE

                         I didn't, and there's nothing

                         reasonable about it.



                                   KRAID

                         It's simple enough. You're being

                         hunted. You want to be hunted in a

                         small walled up place, or a big

                         wall-less place?



               Kraid indicates himself with his thumb.



                                   KRAID

                         Make smart like me. Get out of

                         town.



                                   KYLE

                         Out of town to where, exactly? 

                         We'll die of thirst or be eaten by-



               Frustrated, Kyle starts again:



                                   KYLE

                         sigh. How are we going to survive

                         in the desert? 



                                   KRAID

                         Hmm. That's a good point, you know.

                         I myself haven't lived there for

                         years. I was going to ask Tenma for

                         help, but-



                                   KALONIKE

                         You used to live in the desert?!



                                   KRAID

                         Aye, many years ago. There's a lot

                         of tribes that wander the sand.

                         I ran with one before I come to the

                         city.



                                   KALONIKE

                         And this Tenma was...



                                   KRAID

                         Ruler of the tribe. A king, of

                         sorts.



                                   KYLE

                         Your highness, this is madness. 

                         You don't know what it's like

                         outside the walls!



                                   KALONIKE

                         I know there are no sheep there.

                         Which means a shepherd has no

                         better idea than I of what lies in

                         wait.



                                   KYLE

                         Argh! Tell her, Kraid! She doesn't

                         know-



                                   KRAID

                         About you?



               Kyle frowns at the thief.



               Then grimaces in pain.



               Kyle drops to his knees



                                   KRAID

                         Well, now! That's more like it! I'm

                         due for some begging.



               Kalonike, behind the pair, notices a small puddle of blood on

               the ground.



                                   KRAID (O.S.)

                         No sense in makin with your cow

                         toes, boy. Yeh ain't changin'

                         anyone's mind.



               She kneels, and dips her finger in it to inspect it.



                                   KRAID (O.S.)

                         All right.  Enough already.



                                   KALONIKE

                         Kyle?



               Kalonike walks up to where Kyle is kneeling with his head

               bowed, still examining the red smear on her finger.



                                   KRAID

                         For thirst's sake, show some pride

                         boy.  Get up.



                                   KALONIKE

                         Kyle?  Kyle, what is this?



               Kyle is silent.



                                   KRAID

                         Boy?



                                   KALONIKE

                         Kyle?



               Kyle slumps over.



                                   KALONIKE

                         Kyle!







               INT. UNKNOWN - UNKNOWN







               ALL BLACK PANEL



                                   VOICE

                         Lift his shirt up.



               Black panel



                                   VOICE

                         No! Oh god oh god oh god oh god...



                                   VOICE

                         If you're gonna be sick, don't do

                         it here.



               More blackness.



                                   VOICE

                         Oh god oh god oh god.



                                   VOICE

                         Fool boy.  How long'd he think he'd

                         keep goin' with a hole in his side.



                                   VOICE

                         Help him!  You have to help him! 

                         I'll give you anything.







               FROM KYLE'S DISTORTED POV



               A very dim and fuzzy picture of Kala fumbling with her bodice

               and Kraid waving her away. 



                                   KALONIKE

                         You can have... you can have me,

                         just first... first...



                                   KRAID

                         Now now. I ain't that kind of

                         scoundrel.



               A very dim and fuzzy picture of Kraid leaning over us.



                                   KRAID

                         I can help him, I think. But either

                         you or he ain't gonna like it. I

                         don't know why he hasn't-



                                   KALONIKE

                         Anything! Please! Just save him for

                         me!







               BLACK AGAIN



                                   VOICE

                         Ok. Hurry now. Grab a hand of this

                         tunic. We need to get him out of

                         here.







               FROM ABOVE



               A single undistorted frame set apart from the others of Kraid

               and Kalonike dragging an unconscious and bleeding Kyle down a

               passageway of the labyrinth.







               BLACK AGAIN



                                   VOICE

                         He's not getting any better, is he?



                                   VOICE

                         He stopped bleeding. Just needs

                         some time now.



                                   VOICE

                         But shouldn't we bind his... gasp!







               FROM KYLE'S DISORIENTED POV



               A very fuzzy Kalonike recoils from us in horror.



                                   KALONIKE

                         What is...!? Is it infected?



                                   KRAID

                         That's his body healing emself.



               A fuzzy Kalonike squints at us, half worried, half repulsed.



                                   KALONIKE

                         But those... tendrils. Around

                         the...



                                   KRAID

                         He's not the same as you, girl. I

                         seen it with my own eyes.







               BLACK AGAIN



                                   VOICE

                         Then what... what is he?



                                   VOICE

                         Do you remember? Do you remember

                         the tower as it fell?







               KALONIKE FROM THE FRONT



               A single undistorted frame set apart from the others of

               Kalonike, her eyes wide with shock and wet with tears, her

               hand covering her open mouth.







               BLACK AGAIN



                                   VOICE

                         Trevor. What is he doing?



                                   VOICE

                         Ye don't mince words much, do yeh?



                                   VOICE

                         I deserve to know.



               Another black frame



                                   VOICE

                         But maybe yous don't want to know. 

                         Like about your boyfriend.



                                   VOICE

                         He's not...!  Stop attempting to

                         change the subject.







               FROM KYLE'S DISTORTED POV



               A fuzzy/blury image of Kalonike and Kraid talking off to one

               side.



                                   KRAID

                         It's a coupe, your highness. Your

                         uncle has seized power of Verum.



                                   KALONIKE

                         No. No that can't be.



                                   KRAID

                         It can. Guards loyal to him have

                         taken control of the palace. 



                                   KALONIKE

                         Guards loyal... Terence!



               A fuzzy Kala turns back to look at us.



                                   KALONIKE

                         Oh, Kyle. I'm so sorry. It's all my

                         fault.



                                   KRAID

                         After they quell resistance there,

                         they'll move to control the city.



               A fuzzy Kala turns back to a fuzzy Kraid



                                   KALONIKE

                         What about father... the King?



                                   KRAID

                         You'd best hope he escaped.

                         Otherwise...



                                   KALONIKE

                         But he did escape! I followed him

                         down here. Where could he have

                         gone?







               BLACKNESS AGAIN



                                   VOICE

                         If he was smart, he'd be headin'

                         for the desert like us.  Don't

                         think ol' Trevor'd be expecting

                         that!



                                   VOICE

                         But who can know the minds of

                         kings, eh? I suppose we'll see. 







               WIDE



               A single undistorted frame set apart from the others of

               Kalonike and Kraid standing apart from Kyle, talking. 

               Kalonike is looking back at Kyle who lies on the ground a

               little distance away, still clutching his sword in one hand.







               BLACK AGAIN



                                   VOICE

                         I know you've broken the curse,

                         boy. But I guess you gotta be awake

                         to do it, eh?



                                   VOICE

                         Or maybe your performance by the

                         tower was a fluke? 







               FROM KYLE'S DISTORTED POV



               A dim and fuzzy frame of Kraid sitting over us, looking at

               something at our side. A fuzzy Kalonike is far behind him.



                                   KRAID

                         A fluke won't get me in with Tenma.

                         But this just might.



                                   KALONIKE

                         What are you doing?



               A fuzzy frame of Kraid turned away from us and gesturing

               towards us with his hand. A fuzzy Kalonike has stepped close.



                                   KRAID

                         His sword, m'lady. He still hasn't

                         let it go.

                         It ain't healthy for him to be

                         clutchin' it like that. Spendin'

                         his strength. 



                                   KALONIKE

                         It's a gift from his father.  Let

                         it be.



               A fuzzy Kraid considers us thoughtfully.



                                   KRAID

                         Is it now? Hmm.



               A fuzzy frame of Kalonike kneeling over us while Kraid stands

               in the background.



                                   KRAID

                         Well, since you're up, you might as

                         well look over him. I'm gettin'

                         some sleep.



                                   KALONIKE

                         Yes, thank you. I will.



               A fuzzy Kalonike strokes our forehead.



                                   KALONIKE

                         I've heard many strange things

                         since I met you, shepherd. Some I

                         don't know I believe...



               A fuzzy Kalonike looks down at her hands in her lap.



                                   KALONIKE

                         Some I know are true. Know with my

                         heart. My father... My kingdom...



               She looks at us again.



                                   KALONIKE

                         Kraid says you're at least part

                         daemon. Well, if it's the daemon

                         that saves your life...







               BLACK AGAIN



                                   VOICE

                         ...then I love the daemon, too,

                         Kyle.







               FROM ABOVE KYLE



               A single undistorted frame set apart from the others. Kyle

               lies on his back, asleep. Kalonike has buried her head on his

               shoulder and has fallen asleep.







               BLACK AGAIN



                                   VOICE

                         Tenma, then, is king in the desert?



                                   VOICE

                         Heh. He'd like to think so. He's

                         lord of some folks there, is all.



                                   VOICE

                         And you think he could protect us?







               EXT. UNDER A STONE ARCH IN THE DESERT - NIGHT



               This sequence is unlike the others preceding it in that it's

               completely undistorted and takes place in several points of

               view, not just Kyle's.



                                   KRAID

                         If'n he wanted to, yeah. But Tenma

                         looks out for his own and not much

                         else.



                                   KALONIKE

                         You think you can convince him,

                         though.



               Kraid seems thoughtful, looking up and biting a nail.



                                   KRAID

                         It may be I could. It's my best

                         chance... and yours too.



                                   KALONIKE

                         And he and his people have lived in

                         the desert, surrounded by daemons,

                         all these years.



                                   KRAID

                         That's so, yes.



                                   KALONIKE

                         You know what I think?



                                   KRAID

                         No, your highness. What?



               Kalonike is suddenly no long hold the bearing of a girl

               asking questions.  She wears the expression of a ruler making

               accusations.



                                   KALONIKE

                         I think it's peculiar you know more

                         about my own uncle than I do.



                                   KRAID

                         Trevor? Well, 'ee couldn't really

                         let you in on 'is plans, now could

                         'ee?



                                   KALONIKE

                         No. He couldn't afford to let

                         anyone who wasn't an ally know his

                         plans. Could he, Kraid?



               Kraid stares at her blankly as he realizes the trap has been

               sprung.



               Then he tries to backpedal.



                                   KRAID

                         Er. Um. I'm not sure where you're

                         goin' with this, then.



               Kalonike stands.



                                   KALONIKE

                         Pledge your allegiance to me,

                         Kraid.



                                   KRAID

                         What?!



                                   KALONIKE

                         I'm not about to be lead across the

                         desert by a man who's betrayed my

                         father in an attempt to overthrow

                         my kingdom. Swear fealty, and all's

                         forgiven.



                                   KRAID

                         Girl, are you off your nut? I'm a

                         free man ain't ever been ruled by

                         none.  Not Tenma. Not your father.

                         Not your uncle. And sure as sand

                         not you.



                                   KALONIKE

                         Really? And how has that worked out

                         for you so far?



               Kraid grimaces as he considers this.



               Then smiles wryly.



                                   KRAID

                         Heh. Truth? Only passing fair.



                                   KALONIKE

                         Follow me. I'm the lawful heir of

                         Verum and worthy of your

                         allegiance.



                                   KRAID

                         Hm.  Maybes you're right.



               Kraid stands and now he's no longer just the bubling beggar

               they've seen. He's all slyness and confidence.



                                   KRAID

                         I'll swear, your highness. But

                         first, as your loyal subject, I

                         must warn you.



                                   KALONIKE

                         Warn me? Of what?



                                   KRAID

                         Of the blind spot you have for the

                         boy.



               Kala dismisses him with a wave of her hand.



                                   KALONIKE

                         Blind? Certainly not!



                                   KRAID

                         No? You figured me and Trevor go

                         back pretty quick. Asked all the

                         right questions, you did.







               CLOSE ON KRAID'S EYES



                                   KRAID

                         But you've never once asked how I

                         know so much about the boy's...

                         "condition".







               WIDE



                                   KRAID

                         How would a beggar from the walls

                         know so much about Tenma, the

                         desert...







               CLOSE ON KYLE'S SLEEPING FORM



                                   KRAID (O.S.)

                         Daemons.







               BLACKNESS AGAIN



                                   VOICE

                         You want me to follow you?







               BLACKNESS



               In the middle of the dark frame, two red, evil-looking eyes

               stare back at us.



                                   VOICE

                         yOU dOn'T KnOW wHo I aM!



                                   VOICE

                         What...!  NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!







               EXT. STONE OUTCROPPING AT THE EDGE OF THE DESERT - MORNING



               Two natural looking stone spires lean against one another

               forming a sort of shelter. The walls of Verum are visible in

               the distance.  There are a fair number of these spires close

               to the walls. But they become more and more sparse the

               farther one travels from Verum until, eventually, they give

               out all together and flat desert is all one can see for

               miles.



               Having been asleep beneath this natural shelter, Kyle now

               sits bold upright, as though waking from a nightmare.



                                   KYLE

                         Princess!



               No one is about.  



               Kyle stands and notes the puckered scars on his abdomen. 



               He climbs one of the stone spires that makes his shelter.



               Once at the top he scans the expanse of desert before him. 

               There's a figure in the distance.







               CLOSE ON FIGURE



               It appears to be a bedraggled and sunburnt Kalonike, carrying

               an inverted helmet across the desert.  The helmet is

               dripping.







               CLOSE ON KYLE



               Kyle sighs in relief.



               He waves at the princess.



                                   KYLE

                         Kal--!







               WIDE



               We see another figure on the desert. A beast running on all

               fours. Towards Kalonike.







               CLOSE ON THE BEAST



               The animal (it is most definitely an animal) is the size of a

               small horse and looks something like a dark grey-brown hyena

               with the dusty coat (and quills) of a hedgehog. It runs

               comfortably across the sands of the desert.







               CLOSE ON KYLE



               His relieved wave has turned to frantic shouting.



                                   KYLE

                         PRINCESS!







               WIDE



               Kyle jumps from his high perch, drawing his sword at the same

               time.



               He hits the ground running.



               He pulls up, putting himself between the beast and Kalonike. 

               The beast seems to have stopped short, too.



                                   KYLE

                         Run, your highness!







               KALONIKE'S FEET



               The helmet the princess had been carrying has been dropped at

               her feet. Water spills out of it and on to the desert sands.

               The feet are still facing Kyle and the monster and are making

               no attempt to run.







               OVER KYLE'S SHOULDER



               Kyle and the beast continue to square off.



               The beast cocks his head at Kyle.







               KYLE'S PROFILE



                                   KYLE

                         Tsk.







               WIDE



               Kyle begins to charge the beast, sword upraised. The animal

               manages to look a little surprised by this sudden change of

               events, and even tries to back up a little.



                                   KYLE

                         Aaaaaaahhh!







               CLOSE ON KYLE'S ARM



               Kalonike has grabbed his arm as he starts off...







               WIDE



               ...pulls it so that he spins around to face her...



               ...and smacks him hard across the face.



               Hard enough that he falls on his butt while she glares at

               him.



                                   KRAID (O.S.)

                         fOR fEar oF DROuGhT, bOy...



               Kraid steps into the frame. The animal is gone.



                                   KRAID

                         Just what're yeh tryin' to do,

                         chargin' me like that?



                                   KYLE

                         You...? Kraid...?



                                   KYLE

                         That was you?!







               CLOSE ON KALONIKE



               She stares down at him, accusingly.







               ON KYLE



               He's managed to get on all fours and is looking up at the

               princess.



                                   KYLE

                         You're highness, I didn't know.







               CLOSE ON KALONIKE



               She continues to stare coldly at him.







               ON KYLE



                                   KYLE

                         Why are you mad at me?! I thought

                         you were in danger! How could I

                         know?







               CLOSE ON KALONIKE



               Her expression is angry, but now there are the beginnings of

               tears in her eyes.



                                   KALONIKE

                             (whispers)

                         four days...







               WIDE



               Kyle has gotten himself onto his knees in front of the

               princess. For her part, her hands are clenched at her sides

               in frustration and her eyes are squeezed shut to hold back

               the tears.



                                   KYLE

                         What?



                                   KALONIKE

                         For four days I wept over you,

                         thinking you were dead or dying.



                                   KALONIKE

                         And what's the first thing you do?







               ON KYLE



                                   KALONIKE (O.S.)

                         Try to throw your life away again!







               WIDE



               Kalonike stomps off back towards the shelter. Kyle is

               dumbfounded and Kraid is assessing the situation.



                                   KYLE

                         But... but...



               Kyle stands, Kraid puts a hand on his shoulder.



                                   KYLE

                         But... it was to save you!



                                   KRAID

                         Peace, boy. It won't help her none

                         to hear it.



               Kraid walks back towards the shelter leaving Kyle standing

               there.



               Kyle heads back to the shelter himself.  There he finds

               Kalonike gathering up a bunch of crude water skins and thick

               hide blankets.



                                   KALONIKE

                         The sun will set soon. We're

                         leaving.



                                   KYLE

                         Leaving?! Where are we going?



                                   KALONIKE

                         Across the desert. We will request

                         protection from Tenma.



                                   KYLE

                         Tenma? The king of the desert?



                                   KALONIKE

                         No.



               Kalonike stands to face Kyle squarely.



                                   KALONIKE

                         The king of the daemons.



















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