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O N T I L T S T A T U S

written by

Moses Hershberger

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DYLAN

Theyre coming!

Moses quickly locks the door and places a chair underneath the

lock. The living room, in fact, the whole house is quite dark

and with the sound of the music, something is totally not right.

MOSES

What the fuck happened back there?

DYLAN

I dont know! I went out to hunt

for some food and then out of

nowhere a hoard just came through.

MOSES

Did you fire your rifle?

DYLAN

I used my machete like a normal

person, dumbass!!

MOSES

Where the hell is Miles?! I told

that asshole to guard the door!

Miles?!!! Why are lights turned

off? HEY! CAN WE TURN THAT DOWN!

Moses goes around the living room, looking around with his flashlight. He finds nothing. He runs to the window peers out through

the curtains. A DARK FIGURE is crossing the lawn, coming toward

the house.

MOSES

Oh, shit. This is fucking crazy.

(sighs)

The darkness and light. Brothers.

He then marches on upstairs. Dylan marches over to his stereo to

turn it down. Standing by the stereo is RICKY, who is sitting onthe floor, holding a FLINTLOCK and wearing streaks of war paint

on his face.

DYLAN

Ricky?! Oh, shit, man! You scared

me. Listen. Get your shit. We got

to get the hell outta here.

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RICKY

(spaced out)

Do you know why the labyrinth of

the Golden Faun is a never ending

paradox?

DYLAN

What the fuck?

RICKY

For each of us, death is not the

end, but only a cycle. A cycle of

chaos and philosophy thats guided

and led by him.

DYLAN

Who the fuck is the Golden Faun?

RICKY

Hes inside.

DYLAN

Where? Wait...what? In the house?

RICKY

Everywhere.

VOICE (O.S.)

Fuckin A.

Startled, Dylan spins around, RIFLE in his hands and aimed. But

to his petrified astonishment, he finds CHARLES is the f.g.

doing some sort of ALTERNATIVE DANCE. Its obvious he is so

fucking spaced out, he doesnt even know it.

DYLAN

Charles? Yo Chuck? What the hell

are you doing, man? Have you lost

your fucking mind and gone crazy?

VOICE (O.S.)

Wrong! Wrong!

Emerging from the darkness of the hallway is The Prophet. He

is wearing a red bandana, sunglasses and has multiple cellphones

around his neck. Its actually one of Dylans friends.

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THE PROPHET

I'll tell you one thing... we are

the children of enlarged minds...

He knows such vast knowledge and

holds infinite wonders. The Golden

Faun. Its all aquestion of life,

isnt it? An enigma. A perplexity

on the entirety of the universe.

All this new vision is because of

him. The Eater of All Time, Space,

Thought and Memories. He is inside

of you and all of--

Suddenly, from the darkness of the KITCHEN, a BUNCH of BANANAS

are HURLED at the Prophet.

DARK VOICE (O.S.)

You sick animal! You mangy animal!

The Prophet exits down the hallway leaving Dylan alone.

DARK VOICE (O.S.)

Come in.

We move into the kitchen and reveal TOM, standing in the shadows

and we will SEE him in the darkness and shadow throughout the

scene. Tom reaches down and picks up a bowl full of water from

the sink. He splashes water on his face and head.

DYLAN

Tom?

TOM

Tom? Whos Tom?

DYLAN

...Tom... its me...Dylan. Your

little, vanilla boy. Remember?

TOMA startled faun shows his two

eyes/And bites the crimson flowers

with his white teeth/Stained and

ensanguined like mellow wine...

DYLAN

Oh. Shit.

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INT. OUTSIDE THE BATHROOM CONTINUOUS

The muffled sound of a toilet being flushed is heard through a

closed door. Coming out, discreetly is Moses. We can barely see

on this top level of the house that in this hallway, several

doors are closed. Moses, mustering all the bravery he can, opensevery door and looks inside with his rifle first.

Going from doorway to doorway, he reaches the last one and finds

inside of it and finds a pair of legs sticking out from behind a

bed. He begins walk inside, firmly holding the rifle. Getting

closer to the body, Moses realizes who it is. Its MILES! Moses

falls to his knees beside the slumped body. Miles head is

covered in blood. Hes not dead, but hes close.

MOSES

Oh, shit. Miles? Miles? Wake up.

Wake up. No. Dont go to sleep,

man. Dont go to slee--

MILES

(whispering)

Hes gone insane.

MOSES

Wha-- who?

MILES

Tom. Lately, hes been talking tothe sink and the knives. On

occasion, the houseplants, too.

MOSES

What the fuck are you talking

about?

MILES

Stir-crazy. Cabin fever. ALL WORK

AND NO PLAY type of shit.

MOSES

Listen. Ill help you up, but

weve got to get out of here.

Moses stands up and goes over to the window and peers out. Down

below, we see several more DARK FIGURES lumbering about. Moses

goes back to Miles.

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MOSES

Theres not that many out there,

but we cant stay here anymore. We

should go, we shouldnt be here!

MILES

How many rounds do you have left?

MOSES

I dont know, less than half,

maybe. Why?

MILES

Dont waste them on the zombies.

You gotta kill Tom.

MOSES

Think ghetto and get serious. Are

you insane? Im not gonna do that.

MILES

Im telling you: dont let him

talk to you. You shoot his ass

down. I tried, but the dogs...

MOSES

What dogs?

MILESGo old-fashion on his ass. Here.

Take my machete.

Miles reaches from under the bed and pulls out a rusty blade.

MILES

Im gonna die now.

Miles slowly fades away and dies.

INT. DYLANS KITCHEN CONTINUOUS

TOM

...startled by a bullfinch/The

Golden Kiss of the Wood, gathering

itself together again.

Dylan suddenly SLAPS TOM ACROSS THE FACE!!!

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DYLAN

Snap the fuck out of it and focus!

There is a hoard of zombies out

there and we need to--

Suddenly, the SOUNDS of POUNDING HANDS against the door enter

into the house.

DYLAN

Fuck! Oh, shit! Aight. Stop

fucking around!!

TOM

Woodland fauns with hairy

haunches/Grin in wonder through

the branches,/Woodland fauns who

know not fear:/Wondering they

wander near...

Dylan SLAPS him again. Tom just looks deep into his eyes.

TOM

I see the astronomical outcomes in

your eyes. You were the house

bitch. You've always been the

house bitch. I should know. Ive

always been here.

DYLANAll right, dude, you gotta get it

together. Come on, let's go.

At that moment, Moses comes down the stairs with both weapons in

hand. He rushes into the kitchen.

MOSES

What the fuck did you do to Miles?

TOM

A lamb to the slaughter.

DYLAN

What are you talking about?

MOSES

Tom killed him. He went crazy.

What about Chuck and... shit!

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DYLAN

What?

MOSES

Wheres Malcolm?

DYLAN

Oh, shit. Where is Malcolm?

Of course at that moment, MALCOLM bursts through in the door of

the patio and pushes his way in and knocks a still dancing

Charles to the ground. Malcolm enters the scene, out of breath.

DYLAN

Dude!!

MOSES

Where the fuck did you go?

MALCOLM

They fucked up the fence, bruh. I

went and checked it out. Were

gonna die if we dont leave right

away. Let's get out of here! What

are you guys doing? Smells like

malaria and nightmares. Ah, shit!

Whats wrong with Ricky?

MOSESToms pretty much killed everyone

in the house.

MALCOLM

What?

DYLAN

Yeah.

MALCOLM

...and...Miles.

Moses stands there quietly and shakes his head. Malcolm stands

there, silent. Then he darts a look at Tom, raises his BAT and

just as hes about to SWING...BOOM!! From the doorway, the

SOUNDS of POUNDING HANDS slam against the house again. Its

grown LOUDER. Moses helps Ricky get to his feet. Ricky seems to

be snapping out of his trance.

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DYLAN

No!! Save your energy!

MALCOLM

Fuck that! This biscuit-eatin

country ass killed my brother!

DYLAN

He's on tilt status.

MALCOLM

What're you talking about?

DYLAN

He's teetering in between.

MOSES

Come on, guys!! We really need to

go!!

Suddenly, a WINDOW BREAKS!! Fully alarmed, Moses and Malcolm

take up their arms and position themselves.

Malcolm and Moses moves to the broken window and SMASHES with

the BUTT of his RIFLE against the unseen ZOMBIE.

Moses pulls his trigger.

DYLANYoure gonna focus up and say it.

It's me, Tom!

TOM

It's me, Tom.

DYLAN

Yes! Now, Tom who?

TOM

Tomwho?I don't know. Who areyou?

INT. ROOMMATE ROOM CONTINUOUS

Ricky, in the meantime, is in the Prophets room and stabs him

in the back of the neck, multiply times.

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INT. KITCHEN - CONTINUOUS

TOM

You're scared.

DYLANScared of what?

TOM

Of whom?

DYLAN

What?

TOM

Whom?

DYLAN

Who?

TOM

The yous and whos are emerging.

Ricky comes out of the room, now wearing the red bandana and the

sunglasses. Hes back.

RICKY

Jesus. What's going on?

TOM

Were told by advisors to sign up

for electives for easy points, but

then our Rumba instructors fail us

for not appreciating the art and

philosophy of the dance because

it's obscene.

RICKY

WHAT?!

Like a BATTERING RAM, the zombies push into the door. Not even

attempting to barricade the door, Moses watches with despair.

MOSES

Its all over. I mean, whats the

point?!! ITS ALL OVER!!

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DYLAN

You know what?! FUCK THIS!! AHH!!!

Dylan raises the machete and brings the blade down and starts

hacking away at Tom, hitting him first on the shoulder, then all

over.

DYLAN

DIE, YOU SON OF A BITCH, DIE!

Tom falls to the ground. Dylan stares at him. Lying on the

floor, Tom is whispering something...

TOM

...the...the...the...

He DIES. Dylan then looks at his hands, realizing whats done.

He falls to his knees and stretches upwards for life, like

Wilhelm Dafoe in Platoon.All the noise left that we can hear

is that of the UNDEAD entering the house. There is nothing left.

T H E E N D