Freddy vs. Jason Page #2

MEAGAN:

Freddy...

Suddenly, the doll opens it's eyes and sneers:

FREDDY DOLL:

Well it ain't Raggedy Ann, b*tch!

The Freddy doll flashes it's tiny glove of knives,

thrusting them deep into Meagan's chest.

HARD CUT TO:

INT. MEAGAN'S ROOM - MORNING (for real)

Meagan sits up suddenly in bed, clutching her chest.

She looks down and sees that there is nothing there.

Meagan sighs and falls back in her bed -- just a bad

dream.

ZZZZZZT! -- her alarm clock BUZZES. Meagan sits up

with a start again. Her fright turns to rage as she

pounds the alarm clock into submission. Meagan climbs

out of bed...

INT. LIZZY'S ROOM - MORNING

Meagan enters and finds Lizzy still asleep, clutching

her Raggedy Ann doll. She gently pries the doll away,

tossing it disdainfully away. Meagan picks up a small

glass unicorn and playfully prances it around on Lizzy's

head.

MEAGAN:

Wake up, sleepy head. Time to wake

up.

Lizzy's eyes flutter open. She smiles at her sister,

then frowns.

LIZZY:

I had a bad dream.

MEAGAN:

Me, too.

LIZZY:

I was scared.

MEAGAN:

Don't worry... they can't hurt you.

LIZZY:

Promise?

MEAGAN:

Promise.

Lizzy hugs Meagan.

MEAGAN:

(continuing)

I'll never let anyone hurt you.

INT. KITCHEN - MORNING

CLOSE ON a small television set on the kitchen table.

A flashy graphic flashes across the screen: AM NEWS

SPECIAL REPORT -- COPS V.S. THE CULT -- DAY 13. A

NEWS REPORTER stands in front a police blockade. In

the background, dozens of POLICE and S.W.A.T. MEN

surround a small run-down, two-story house... Freddy's

house.

NEWS REPORTER:

(filtered)

As the sun rises on yet another

morning, still no end in sight for

the standoff between police and the

mysterious group known only as the

"Freddy" cult who seized the abandoned

house behind me just thirteen days

ago. These cultists -- mostly run-

away teenagers -- have managed to

keep police at bay for almost two

weeks while inside they take mind-

altering narcotics in order to

communicate with their god --

Freddy.

The reporter babbles on as Meagan enters the kitchen

where MEAGAN'S MOM is sitting watching the TV, gulping

down orange juice. Across from mom is MEAGAN'S DAD,

who is having coffee, reading the paper. Meagan pours

herself a cup and sits.

MEAGAN:

Morning.

Meagan's mom grunts, transfixed on the news. Dad

looks over his paper long enough to smile and say,

just a little too cheerfully:

MEAGAN'S DAD

Morning, Meagan.

Meagan looks over at her mother, then back at her

father, mouthing the words "How's mom?", when suddenly

Meagan's mom bellows:

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