excerpt from the screenplay, Die! Bloodsuckers, die! #wordsby Oneiric

INT. SEWARD HOFFMAN INSTITUTE DAY ROOM – DAY

Kristina sits by a window, immersed in the sunlight.

She has placed herself far from the crowd in the Institute’s day room. She is sketching a man wearing an ornate mask.

Suddenly, Kristina notices a vampire series on the TV. She slams her pencil to the ground.

The PATIENTS in the room subtly shift their attention from the TV to Kristina, all seemingly waiting for some kind of outburst. Kristina clenches her fist.

Jill, sitting next to Kristina, snaps out of her daze when she notices what’s about to transpire.

JILL
Kristina. Don’t.

KRISTINA
What are you looking at freaks? Watch your stupid program.

JILL
They just want to see you upset. Don’t entertain them.

Jill looks deep into Kristina’s eyes.

JILL
Please, I want you at my release tomorrow.

Kristina loosens her fist. And begins to touch each finger to her thumb. She repeats the pattern several times. Then she picks up her sketch pad and continues drawing.

KRISTINA
Any of them would sell their souls to be a bloodsucker.
Why do think they watch this shit?

JILL
You mean because they like a TV show?

KRISTINA
You can stay naive.

Jill
I’ll play this game with you.

KRISTINA
Name a genre.

JILL
People, who like Mystery shows?

KRISTINA
Paranoid nuts who like to lie and be lied to.

JILL
People, who like zombie shows?

KRISTINA
Anxiety ridden freaks itching to kill someone
conscious free. That works either way if they
were a zombie or a zombie killer.

The girls laugh.

JILL
Damn. You have a morbid view of the world.

KRISTINA
I call it as it is.