Welcome back to the blog, after careful consideration and discussion we have we have finalized our story, I have included it below.
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Fade in:
Outside Old House
A dim, fading sun casts long shadows over a run-down house. The wind howls softly, rattling a loose shutter.
Dark Storage Closet
A man named Robert (rugged, tired) wearing work gloves and rough clothes sorts through old belongings. Boxes are scattered around the room. He wipes sweat from his brow, sighs, and opens a box.
Inside the box: A small, worn-out stuffed animal with black button eyes stares back.
The man chuckles.
Robert- "Someone must have really loved this thing"
He places the stuffed animal on a nearby shelf and resumes his cleaning. Dust rises as he moves items around.
A few minutes later, he opens another box. His face looks in it with confusion.
Inside the box: The same stuffed animal.
He glances at the shelf empty. He shudders but shakes it off.
Robert- "No way"
He quickly places the stuffed animal back in the box, shuts it, and seals it with tape. He sets it aside and keeps working.
As he reaches for an old lamp, something shifts on the shelf.
A faint sound. Almost like... giggling.
The man freezes, his breath weary. He turns slowly.
Nothing.
He shakes his head and keeps cleaning. The room is silent, except for the occasional creak of the room.
Then—
A sudden rustling sound behind him. He whirls around—
He steps toward the box, peels back the tape—
Empty
His eyes dart around the room, his breathing heavy. A slow realization creeps over him: he's not alone.
Robert-"This aint funny..."
He turns—
The stuffed animal leaps from the shadows
It clamps onto the man's face. Muffled screams fill the room as he stumbles back, crashing into boxes. Blood splatters across the dusty floorboards. - (We might replace this if it is too hard to film and replace it with screen cutting to black and scream)
Smash cut to black.
Silence.
Fade in:
Old house
A new man named James (work clothes, earbuds in, clean looking) casually picks up a taped box from the table.
He doesn’t notice the faint streaks of blood on the floor.
As he exits, the camera lingers on the box in his hands. A muffled giggle echoes from within.
Fade to black.
Text fades in:
*Title*
Fade out
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This story seems to be a great one for our film introduction due to its interesting shots and horror elements. We may make some basic changes for the sake of filming, but this is our finished one. Over the coming days we begin to obtain all the props that we need and then we will begin filming.
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