Red Moon

EXT. PARK – NIGHT

A man walks through a park late on a winter’s night. The occasional streetlight lights his path, but they are few and far between providing plenty of dark patches, enough to put a scare in someone. A strong wind blows. The man, ADAM (32, bearded, chubby) walks with a backpack and a thick green coat on, hood up. He gives the occasionally nervous glance as he walks. Adam looks up at the moon, it is full, and it is red. He looks afraid.

NARRATOR (V.O.)
The sight of the full, red, moon frightened Adam to his core.

Adam stops in his tracks. He glances around and upwards, listening.

NARRATOR (V.O.)
It was the kind of fear that made you feel cold in your warmest of places, even on hot days. But this wasn’t a hot day, nor even a warm one. It was in fact a cold winter night, so the fear felt chilling to Adam, like frozen water being poured into the marrow of his spine.

Adam continues to look around at the sky as the Narrator talks.

ADAM
Stop it, I don’t want to hear you again.

NARRATOR (V.O.)
The reason Adam was so afraid is because he always went a little crazy when the moon was red.

ADAM
No, it’s because every time it’s red I can hear you speaking. So shut up. SHUT UP!

NARRATOR (V.O.)
He begged the Gods for a reprieve from his insanity.

ADAM
JUST STOP TALKING!

NARRATOR (V.O.)
But they couldn’t hear him.

Adam starts to run, trees whip by him.

NARRATOR (V.O.)
Adam races through the chilly winter night, the icy grass crunching under his feet.

Adam looks down at his feet as he runs. The grass does indeed crunch.

NARRATOR (V.O.)
He runs in an attempt to escape his temporary madness.

ADAM Who are you?
NARRATOR (V.O.)
He is running in vain.

Adam slows, stops, and leans against a tree.

ADAM Just stop talking. I don’t want to hear you. I’m not crazy. I don’t…

NARRATOR (V.O.)
Hopelessness wells up in the sane part of Adam’s mind, the part that is aware of the madness but unable to do anything about it.

Adam squats down and sticks his fingers in his ears.

NARRATOR (V.O.)
Or maybe it can, because. The madness recedes. Adam regains his quiet and calm. Silence, a sweet silence…

The voice fades away. Above a shadow crosses over the moon.

Beat.

Beat.

Slowly, Adam removes his fingers from his ears. He stands and looks around, focusing, trying to listen.

Nothing.

A weak smile crosses his face. The moon comes out from the shadow.

NARRATOR (V.O.)
It doesn’t last.

ADAM
DAMMIT! GET OUT OF MY HEAD!

NARRATOR (V.O.)
Ranting and raving Adam seeks to drive the madness from his mind.

Adam pounds on his head.

NARRATOR (V.O.)
But what Adam doesn’t know is that his madness is not a madness at all, simply a side effect to a much larger going on.

Adam stops.

ADAM
What? Side effect? What’s going on?

NARRATOR (V.O.)
A side effect that will continue past the point that the moon escapes the Earth’s shadow and regains it’s normal hue.

ADAM
What? NO!

NARRATOR (V.O.)
And a larger going on that he will come face to face with in just three days time.

ADAM
Three days? What’s going to happen in three days? Hello? Tell me!

NARRATOR (V.O.)
For Adam, it was only just beginning.

ADAM
Oh, shit.

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