3 days ago, I was talking to one of my friends online. I was kind of hyper, so I was just typing out a random storyline, bit by bit.

She seemed to think it was funny, and explained that she wanted to play, too. So we took turns. I would write a few sentences, she would write a few sentences. It went on for a while until she had to go.

After she signed off, I realized that would be a perfect way to create a script. If I got 5 of my friends together, and we all wrote in 5-10 lines at a time, the story could be very neat and would have lots of different perspectives to it.

Then, I realized that if I tried something like this with my friends, someone would change the plot into something having to do with poop or something stupid. I figured it wouldn't work.

2 days later, I log onto College-Film.com, and I see something called "community script" posted by SirReelFilms. I checked it out. He had the same idea as me, but had applied it to a filming community.

So far, the story has taken a couple twists, and is really looking great. I advise you all to go check it out here.

Please don't post two in a row, wait for someone to take a turn after you and then you can go again.

Thanks.

"Don't breathe or I'll kill you!"

We're actually having some fun with it! Maybe we can get together and shoot it in pieces around the country (wherever we happen to live) or something and host the different parts 'somewhere' so that people can see it!

Mark M
Scooter Productions

That's the idea I had...but I figured it wouldn't work.

It would be sweet if we could get together and film it, though.

"Don't breathe or I'll kill you!"

FADE IN

INT. GAS STATION - DAY
A BLACK PLUG hangs halfway out of a wall socket. The sound of WHEELS rolling on LOOSE ROCKS can be hear. HELL's BELLS plays on a radio.

RADIO DJ
(cutting into the song)
This just in. The President of the United States of America has announced seven missiles have been sent towards US soil. We go live to George Bush right now.

PRESIDENT
Fellow Americans I have a very -

A WRINKLED HAND unplugs the cord.

An OLD MAN walks out the door.

OLD MAN
Here we go again.
-------------------------------------------

Hopefully this starts something

JIM
Hey, why'd you do that?

OLD MAN
I'm tired of this bullsh*t. It's all about destruction. What the world needs today is some fresh air and no knowledge of anything, whatsoever.

Jim, the old man's assistant is sitting in a chair, oil stains on his clothing and face, eating a candy bar.

JIM
Whaddaya mean? Fresh air and no knowledge of anything? I don't get it.

OLD MAN
If we humans could just start over, like cavemen, we wouldn't have to worry about this nonsense. No missiles, no bombs, no president.

Jim reaches behind him and plugs the radio back in.

JIM
I think this one's for real

OLD MAN
Take that plug out. We gotta get back to work.

JIM
No, I wanna hear whats goin' on!

The old man rolls his eyes and wipes his brow with a rag.

The radio cuts back on.

"...I repeat, you are advised to go to the lowest possible area. Your basement, your friends basement, the cellar under the nearest store, go anywhere low. These missles have been calculated to hit the east coast in two and a half hours..."

OLD MAN
Orson Wells, all over again...

He mutters to himself and walks away.

"Don't breathe or I'll kill you!"

From the distance a MAN runs towards the station, breathing heavily.

MAN
Sir, sir sir?

OLD MAN
Calm down, son. What's the problem?

Man bends over and tries to catch his breath.

(muttering under his breath)
MAN
B-base- basement...

OLD MAN
You alright young man?

MAN
Do you have a basement?

OLD MAN
Of course not.

MAN
OH sh*t! We're gonna die!

Jim walks up.

JIM
What in the-

Something flies towards them.

FADE TO WHITE

Will Talley wakes suddenly. He is in a dark room. He glances at the clock next to him. It is 3:03 in the morning. Nobody else is in the room.

Will hold his hand to his forehead, and looks down in shock.

WILL
Thank god it was just a dream.

He gets up and walks out of the room. He enters the bathroom.

INT. BATHROOM-NIGHT

Will turns on the sink and splashes some water on his face. He stares into the mirror, and wipes his face off with a towel.

A glass being broken is heard downstairs. John pulls the towel away and peers out of the bathroom. He listens for a minute, and hears 2 voices downstairs.

INT. KITCHEN-NIGHT

Two men are standing in the kitchen, both clothed in black. One whispers to the other.

1ST MAN
You idiot! You better hope the people who live here don't wake up!

2ND MAN
I didn't mean to. Come on, lets just get the stuff and get outta here. You go find it, and I'll stay here and look around.

1ST MAN
In the kitchen? Come on, you sissy. Check out that room over there.

He points to the left and walks out of sight.

"Don't breathe or I'll kill you!"

INT. BATHROOM - NIGHT

Will hurridly wipes his face a second time. He tosses the towel on the floor and whipes the now steamed-over mirror.

Will Jumps back. It's not him. He's a different man.

John (the reflection of Will)
Hi.

Will stumbles backwards falling over his bed.

INT. KITCHEN - CONTINUIOUS

MAN 1
Damn! Someone's awake. Let's get the hell outta here.

MAN 2
No. We need to get what we came for.

Another sounds come from upstairs.

MAN 2
Okay, we'll come back tomorrow.

INT - BEDROOM - CONTINUIOUS

Will is stumbling, trying to gather his sense.

From a mirror on the closet door:

JOHN
psst. Over here.

WILL
No, this is some wierded out dream. You're not real.

JOHN
Okay fine.

John turns and whistles and passes time.

JOHN
Okay. Look this is not a dream. I'm real. I don't know what the hell's going on either.

WILL
No -

DOOR SLAMS downstairs.

Will runs downstairs screaming like a madman at the two intruders

WILL
You sons of bi***es! Get back here, and take a beating like a man!

INT KITCHEN-CONTINUIOUS

It is too late, the two men are too far gone. Will breathes a sigh of relief.

JOHN (from upstairs, screams)
Hey, what's going on down there?

Will hesitates for half a second and runs back upstairs.

INT BATHROOM-CONTINUIOUS

WILL
Alright, if this isn't a dream, what are you doing stuck in my mirror?

JOHN
I'm not so sure I'm stuck, wait a second.

John runs out of view of the mirror into another room. A beat later John runs back full speed head first into the mirror when BANG! John falls to the floor rubbing his head.

JOHN
Ouch.

[This message was edited by MeGrimlock on June 19, 2003 at 01:35 AM.]

INT BATHROOM-CONTINUIOUS

Will reaches out towards John but his hand stops when it pushes against the hard glass of the mirror.

Both men look at each other with puzzles looks not sure wheter to be curious or afraid. This occurs for a few seconds before John Speaks Up.

JOHN
Did you have the dream too?

WILL
Yes

JOHN
Could that somehow be related to this?

WILL
I dont know, maybe this is a dream. Maybe everything happening right now is a dream... The men breaking in downstairs..people in the mirror.. no this must all just be a dream.

JOHN
Then which one of us is real.

great. rip off the one original thing at the site.

College-film.com- A Student film community.
http://www.college-film.com

Christian, we aren't trying to rip the original site off. I didn't even mean for this post to turn into a "community script". Someone started it, and we all followed.

The idea is such a good one, it can't be contained. Don't worry, I already pointed everyone to your site, too. That was the first thing I did.

"Don't breathe or I'll kill you!"

lol

If you don't look I'll force you to _=_

just kidding

College-film.com- A Student film community.
http://www.college-film.com

Okie. Someone, type some more of this script.

"Don't breathe or I'll kill you!"

well I cant double post parts of the script so someone else will have to continue a segment

Will paces a bit, then looks into the mirror and makes a face. John mimics the face. Will makes a couple of hand motions, which John mimics perfectly.

WILL
I think I'm the real one.

JOHN
Bull****!

John starts doing the chicken dance, and Will, almost irresistibly starts to do it also.

JOHN
See.

WILL
Um..

At this point, NORMA, Will's live-in girlfriend walks past in her bathrobe. As she passes the mirror a naked large-breasted woman appears as her reflection.

NORMA
(yawn) Come back to bed Willy.

Will and John both turn in her direction.

WILL+JOHN
Be back in a minute darling!

John looks at Willy.

JOHN
Do you think you get her to come back? I liked her reflection.

WILL
(makes a face) Pervert.

JOHN
(grins) Only because you are.

--Steve--

"Don't be that guy who doesn't film stuff!"

Come on people lets not let this die