A SPECK OF DUST:
Grains of sand dance in the wind. As we glide over a VAST
DESERT, the speck of dust becomes a HORSE AND RIDER.
CATHERINE YOUNG straddles the beautiful black animal, her
mesmerizing eyes scanning the horizon. A curious breeze
blows across her exquisite face and she drinks it in, as if
the wind itself were telling something to her...
Catherine sees a FLICKERING LIGHT in the sand. She pulls the
reins and the horse stops moments before the dune drops into
nothingness. She dismounts, affectionately scratches the
horse's neck, and follows the LIGHT. When she looks over her
shoulder, the Arabian is now a child's WOODEN HOBBY HORSE.
Not surprised, Catherine smiles and walks down a dune, sand
sliding beneath her feet...
She finds herself in a valley of dead trees whose decayed,
gnarled limbs appear to form hands. The light dances across
her face. She shades her eyes and pinpoints the source...
A SMALL MIRROR reflecting rays of bright sun, housed within a
locket and chain. It's held by EDWARD, a haunted-looking boy
of seven with a precocious grin and piercing eyes. He sits
on a fallen tree trunk, patiently waiting for her arrival.
Thanks for the horse.
He's a shy child, yet comfortable with Catherine.
You liked him?
Edward smiles, delighted he made her happy.
But I thought we were going sailing.
The boy frowns.
A devilish glint in his eye, Edward redirects the mirror.
Catherine follows the flicker to a TOY BOAT in the sand.
We can't fit into that!
Edward shines light in her eyes, momentarily blinding her,
then snaps the locket shut. When her vision clears,
Catherine sees a GIANT SHIP perched among the dunes. A craft
weighing hundreds of tons just sitting there in the desert.
She walks toward it, but Edward doesn't follow.
Come on, Mister E.
She extends her hand, but he adamantly shakes his head no.
(nods at the ship)
Undaunted, she... finds herself standing on the DECK.
(calling to him)
Oh no... No you don't.
"Mocky-Lock is the bogeyman. Mocky-Lock
wants me where I am."
I bet we can fix it.
She opens a rusted iron DOOR. It makes an HORRIFIC
SCREECHING SOUND. Similar to metal-on-metal, but more
piercing, more pained. As if made by a living thing.
(familiar with the noise, a
warning to him)
The boy's FACE CONTORTS, turning into something half-human,
half-animal. A monster. Mocky-Lock. He SCREECHES, trying
to frighten Catherine, but she cocks her head...
We agreed. No more Mocky-Lock.
The creature sticks its tongue out and DIVES.
But it's too late! Edward/Mocky Lock slithers into the sand
and disappears. Resigning herself to a failure, she opens
the palm of her left hand, revealing a SMALL BUMP in the
flesh between thumb and forefinger. She presses hard and...
PICTURE AND SOUND DISTORT AND CHANGE
INT. LABORATORY - DAY
We are looking at a large SCREEN showing an electronically
generated three-dimensional view of a human brain featuring
color-coded neurological activity. In a specific section of
the image, cells flash from yellow to red...
PULL BACK TO REVEAL HENRY WEST surrounded by computers,
monitors, electronics, and keyboards. DR. MIRIAM KENT stands
before a peculiar diagnostic machine scrutinizing data and
images. Both wear garb favored by surgeons or microchip
assemblers. The impressive, weird computer system HUMS as it
shifts programs, the unusual brain image changing colors.