Mary Brucknell (#LornaHollas) - Drilled, Episode 1
Mayor Thomas Bagwaggle (#SeaViper) - Poisoned, Episode 2
Gasper Poe (#Yoko_Homo) - Strangled, Episode 3
Robert Dancer (#Lhooper902976) - Force fed rat poison, Episode 3
~~~~~5 YEARS EARLIER~~~~~
*Much younger versions of Camila, Mitch, Kimberly, Hoop, Noah, and Zoe stand talking in the School hallway, lined with stereotypically clue lockers and posters*
Camila: What have you lot got planned for tonight?
Hoop: As far as I know…nothing
Camila: Great, party at my place!
Noah: Party?
Camila: You need that defining for you?
Noah: No, I’ve just…never been invited to one before
Camila: When you make friends with the coolest girl in school you get invited to a lot of parties, get used to it!
Kimberly: Will there be alcohol there?
Camila: It’s at my place, obviously!
Hoop: Alcohol? My dad says I can’t drink until 21!
Camila: And do you always do what your parents tell you to?
*Kinberly seems happy, but then notices the two younger members of the group*
Kimberly: Are we sure getting two twelve-year-olds drunk is a good idea?
Camila: I’ve had beer since I was 10, they’ll manage
*Noah seems quite excited by the concept, but Zoe seems quite nervous*
Zoe: Yeah…I really don’t know about that. I don’t think I could come
Camila: If you don’t go, I’ll invite someone else…
*As she looks down the hallway, she notices a boy who seems even younger than them struggling to carry his bag. Camila suddenly flags him aside*
Boy: What do you want?
Camila: Wanna come to a party?
Boy: No
Camila: Only cool kids are allowed to come to this party!
Boy: You think I’m a cool kid?
Camila: No, but trust me, cool kids are made not born. Look at these skanks (she motions to her friends) they’d be unpopular library dwellers if I didn’t haul them into the higher classes!
Boy: Oh, ummmm, ok then, where is it?
Camila: My house, I’ll tell you where to go…tell your mom you are going to a friends house
Boy: But I don’t like lying…
Camila: It’s true, we’re your friends now! You don’t need to lie
*The boy seems unconvinced, but finally agrees to go. As he begins walking down the corridor again, Camila casts a predatory look behind him*
~~~THE PARTY~~~
*Sat in Camila’s bedroom, she and Mitch wait for the others to arrive*
Mitch: What would Carolina say if she was here?
Camila: Well she’s not, too busy banging that boyfriend of hers or whatever she’s up to
*Gradually, the others start arriving, the Boy being the last one to show up. Once everyone’s arrived, Camila busts out the alcoholic beverages*
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Camila: Today y’all are experiencing the cool-kid-club right of passage. By taking a drink with me, you fully agree to the terms and conditions of the club. From this day forward, you agree to run the Middle School with me, and next year when we move up, we take control of the High School, together
*She begins pouring everyone a drink, and they sip it. Some spit it out immediately, others try to continue drinking. Camila steelily watches everyone with hawk-like eyes*
Camila: Now that’s out the way…it’s time for the party to begin!
*Walking over to her CD player, Camila starts the mix tape which promptly begins blasting through the house. As this happens, nobody notices the Boy walking out of the room and towards the stairs. As he begins descending them, his foot slips, sending him tumbling down and smashing his head into the wall, much like Noah five years in the future*
Kimberly: What…was that?
*As the group rushes out the room to see, they notice the boy lying on the floor, blood spurting out of his head…*
~~~
Robert: Hoop, what exactly were you doing here tonight?
*Hoop does not reply to his father, keeping his eyes on the ground*
Camila: What’s going to happen to us? Are you going to arrest us?
Robert: God, the amount of stuff you kids have done tonight…
*He guiltily looks toward the body of the Boy, who has now been lying at the bottom of the stairs for a few hours*
Robert: That kid fell down the stairs due to being intoxicated, thanks to you. That counts as manslaughter for each and every one of you, and whoever bought you guys the drinks would also be in serious trouble…
Hoop: Would?
Robert: I’m not letting you kids ruin your lives for a stupid-ass mistake. Hoop, when we get home we will be having a good long talk about this! You kids, in juvenile detention? You’d last five minutes, genuinely. No, I’ll sort this out. You just head home and…try to get some sleep tonight, ok…?
*The flashback ends with Robert looking down at the body of the Boy*
Robert: This is gonna be a pain in the ass…
~~~~~MODERN DAY, THE BASEMENT~~~~~
*The lights flicker on and off as Camila narrowly misses Zoe’s head with the hammer, the instrument instead harshly smashing into the wall*
Zoe: WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?
Camila: I’M DOING WHAT NEEDS TO BE DONE…
*Unable to properly see in the darkness, Camila runs at the figure she thinks is Zoe, tackling them to the ground as the others scream. Raising the hammer, she smashes it into the side of their head, the mystery person not even having time to scream. Camila, however, does not stop smashing the hammer into their head, mercilessly continuing until Zoe jumps on her from behind, knocking her to the floor and sending the hammer scattering across the floor*
Hoop: What the fuck just happened?
*Suddenly and dramatically, the lights turn on just as Zoe punches Camila. A sudden scream from Hoop leads the pair to cease fighting, Camila looking over to the body on the ground*
Camila: No…NO!
*She pushes Zoe away, running over to the body of her brother whom she has just beaten to death with a hammer*
Camila: NO, NO, NO!
*As the desperately tries to find her brother’s pulse, the others recoil toward the back of the room, leaving Camila alone as she screams in mental agony. Suddenly, the mysterious voice crackles over the speakers once more*
???: Blood has been spilt. A sister takes the life of her brother in an act of rage against another. How very poetic we’re all feeling today
*Camila looks from Zoe, then up to the camera*
Camila: YOU SICK FUCK!
???: I didn’t instruct you to kill your brother. The choice you made is yours and yours alone. The choice you made was to take a life before weighing up all of the options. Your key to exit the room is located in the box behind the hammer. If you thought to check first, all of this would have been avoided*
*Camila storms up to the camera, pulling it straight off the wall before stamping on it. She then turns to face Zoe*
Camila: You absolute shit…
Zoe: I didn’t…do anything…
*Instead of commenting, Camila starts monstorously running towards her, tackling the girl to the ground. Hoop and Noah watch as the girls start throwing punches. Quite quickly, Camila gains the upper hand, slamming Zoe’s head against the floor. Looking down at the bloodied girl, Camila steps back as Zoe attempts to take deep breaths. They stare at each other for a good few moments, before Hoop finally intervenes*
Hoop: We need to leave…
Camila: I’m not going anywhere
*The others turn to look at her in complete shock*
Camila: I killed him…I killed my brother…I- i killed him…
*Noah silently slides toward the boy on the shelf behind where the hammer was first placed, searching it with his hand to find a key, which he uses to unlock the door*
Camila: I can’t just…leave him here…
*She turns to look at Zoe, then at Noah*
Camila: Get out of my sight, now!
*Noah motions to Zoe to walk through the open door with him. Hoop promptly follows, leaving Camila alone in the room with the body of her brother. As the remaining three proceed into the next room, they are quite alarmed to see that yet another trial awaits them*
Zoe: I did not sign up for a fucking saw movie…
???: Well done on surviving the first room. I’m afraid that I lied, getting free won’t be so easy. Tomorrow morning, I will return with the rules of your next game. Until then, rest up, you will need your beauty sleep…
*The voice cuts out, swiftly followed by the lights, leaving the trio in complete darkness*
~~~~~
*Back on the surface, Blaire and Dredlocks pull up in their convertible to the Golden Valley hospital. Walking inside, they are greeted by a receptionist*
Receptionist: How can I help you girls today?
Blaire: I’d like to see my father’s body, I believe you have it here in the town morgue…
Receptionist: We do open for viewings, what’s the last name?
Blaire: We came here to see…Bagwaggle (she cringes as she says this)
Receptionist: I’m afraid you can’t currently view that body because it’s evidence in an active murder case
*Blaire nods, seemingly relieved*
Blaire: Well, thanks…
*As they turn to leave, Dreadlocks suddenly notices the other Kimberly sitting in the waiting area. The pair make eye contact, Kimberly standing up*
Kimberly: Well, I never thought I’d see you around here again
Dredlocks: Well I’m-
*Blaire suddenly barges into the conversation*
Blaire: We have nothing to discuss with you!
Kimberly: Still being lead by your little shepherd I see
Blaire: Come on? Camila was the boss of you from the second you met, the only follower here is you. Come on Kim, we’re leaving!
*Blaire grabs Dredlocks by the arm, dragging her out of the hospital. Shortly after they are gone, Carolina approaches Kimberly*
Carolina: Right piece of work she is. Been a nasty girl from the moment she came out of the womb…
*Kimberly turns to the nurse with hope in her eyes*
Kimberly: Have we got any news on them yet?
Carolina: I’m afraid not. The ambulance arrived and nobody was there, but the house was full of sleeping gas. I’m…really worried about Camila and Mitch actually, I’ve not been able to reach them…the police in this town are nowhere to be found!
Kimberly: Something’s seriously going on here, huh?
Carolina: Yeah…God, I hope this is some kind of sick prank or something. An entire contained of the sleeping gas we use for surgery went missing last night, absolutely no trace at all
Kimberly: Seriously, where are the police?
Carolina: An out-of-town investigator will be arriving in a few days…how do the literal police manage to go missing? And at such an important time…I keep telling myself Camila and Mitch are bunked up somewhere laying low but what…what if something terrible has happened?
*Kimberly hugs Carolina, a tear forming in her eye*
Kimberly: They’ll be ok…I’m sure they’ll be ok…
~~~~~
*In the radio station, Lara quite excitedly turns on her microphone to start her show*
Lara: Good morning once again Golden Valley! Well…it’s not a good morning for everyone, but it’s certainly a good morning for those of us who love a good bit of juice gossip…starting with the disappearance of our two-man police force. Detectives Robert Dancer and Gasper Poe have not been seen for almost 24 hours, while Mary Brucknell is also missing. According to local sources, Detective Dancer’s son, Hoop is also missing, as well as two of the Santos siblings, and Zoe and Noah who have been on the verge of boning since they came out of the womb
*A dark smile slowly comes to her face as she lifts the note sitting on her desk*
Lara: This morning, I got an anonymous message from a fan who has some…fun little secrets they want to share with you all. For starters, if I were Paula Brancati I’d go to my mother asking for a DNA test, where exactly do those eyes come from? Rather unique, aren’t they? How about Miss Heidi Vanderplump, the town’s local celebrity who verbally murdered a fellow model on the set of Idaho’s Next Top Model? Don’t even get me started on Cassandra Parker, the girl who has been running around, stealing whatever floats her boat! Golden Valley…this is only the tip of the iceberg, and every morning, I will be exposing one of your dirty little secrets. Have you been having an affair? Perhaps your income isn’t an honest as you want people to believe. Maybe you killed a kid when you are a teenager, and had your rich parents bury it. If you don’t want your little secrets exposed, my bank account is always open for deposits, and the station is always glad to receive donations, the larger the better. Now then, who’s ready for some music?
*As people across the town hear Lara’s show, sweat begins dripping from foreheads as people think about what dirt she could have on her. Knowing her daughter is still asleep upstairs, Pauline quietly turns off the radio and places it in a drawer, closing the curtains to her house. Meanwhile, as Lara selects the first song of the day, a knock arrives on her studio door. Lara turns on her selected track, turning off her mic*
Lara: Come in!
*George Munich steps inside, a concerned look on his face*
George: What exactly are you doing?
Lara: Making money! Hey, I’ll share some with you…10% let’s call it! The amount people in this town would pay to keep the truth hidden is quite staggering actually
George: God…you really like to talk, don’t you? Do you actually want to tank this radio station? I kind of need this job, college these days isn’t cheap!
Lara: I’m getting us the highest ratings we’ve ever had. Everyone in town’s gonna be listening to hear who’s secret is coming to light next!
George: And…where exactly did you get all this information?
Lara: An anonymous source. I know, don’t trust everything they say, but they seem pretty convincing
George (sharply): Who is it, Lara?
Lara: Intern, watch your tone with me!
George: Sorry
Lara: I don’t know. They dropped this off anonymously, but included all the proof I need!
George: Yeah…this is kind of an awkward question but…was there anything about me in there?
Lara: You? No. Nobody’s interested in you even if there was something. Why? Have you been up to no good?
George: No…it’s not that, but I wanted to check that no misinformation was being spread about me
Lara: Well, do your job right, and never question my sources again, are we clear?
George: Yes, boss
Lara: Good, now how about a coffee? You know what to get, the usual…
~~~~~
*A few doors down, in the coffee shop, Cecily takes a deep sip of her tea as she watches everyone else awkwardly try to make conversation after Lara’s broadcast reached the cafe. As she does this, Blaire and Dredlocks pull up outside, the pair walking inside for a morning hit. Cecily watches them as they come to sit down next to her*
Cecily: You two, can’t say I was expecting to see you back in town…
Blaire: Nice to see you too, Cecily. How have you been?
Cecily: This town’s really gone to shit, hasn’t it?
Dreclocks: Yeah, it sure has!
Blaire: Dreadlocks, I invite you to speak?
*Blaire sits back with her mouth shut, embarrassed*
Cecily: So why exactly are you were talking to me?
Blaire: You’re the town gossip. You spread secrets like STD’s when Heidi Vanderplump wears a skirt. If anyone seems like a contender to have sent all that information to the radio, it’s you
Cecily: Look love, I like knowing things other people don’t. If I tell everyone everything, that makes my position absolutely useless. The person you should really be speaking to is Miss Radio Host of the year 2023 if you want answers, but some advice? Quit playing detective, and go home, nobody actually wants you here
Blaire: Rich coming from you!
Cecily: I’m a simple woman. I like coffee. I like croissants. I like drama. I do not like being disturbed Daphne Blake and Velma Dinkley who think they are on some kind of case. I don’t care where that information came from, but I do care about watching the carnage that is shortly about to unfold. The divorce rate in this place is about to skyrocket, watch my words. Ph, and they’re gonna need a bigger cemetery
*Blaire motions to Dredlocks to get the car started. She does so, leaving the cafe*
Blaire: One day, probably very, very soon, you are going to die. And when you do, everyone in this town is going to have a very, very good day, myself included. Give it a few years, and your tombstone will be unreadable due to the number of times people have pissed on it
*Cecily gives Blaire a smug look as she gets up to leave*
Cecily: I certainly wouldn’t be surprised if I outlived you at the rate people are dropping…
Blaire: I’d be careful what you say to me, or your funeral will come even sooner than it already probably is
*And with that, Blaire marches out of the cafe as Cecily laughs to herself, clearly amused by Blaire’s threats*
~~~~~
*In the Brancati household, Paula finally wakes up and heads downstairs to see her mother, who has hidden the radio*
Pauline: How are you feeling today, dear?
Paula: I’ve felt better…I was thinking of going out to town and searching for a job…just something to distract me from everything for a little bit
*Pauline seems borderline terrified, trying to make up an excuse*
Pauline: I read there’s a Scream marathon starting today on the Horror Channel. All six movies in order, I thought it’d be fun!
Paula: Sure, we could invite-
Pauline: No, just the two of us, like old time’s sake!
Paula: Ok…do you want me to run to the store to get a few things?
Pauline: No thank you dear, we have everything we need in. I have about 50 buckets of popcorn because they were on discount as Walmart and I still have no idea what to do with them
Paula: Great!
*The doorbell suddenly rings, Pauline once again seemingly horrified at the sound*
Paula: I could get it…
Pauline: Don’t worry, I’ve got it, I’ve been expecting some duct tape from Amazon, it’s a few days late already…
*Paulina walks over to the door, opening it to reveal Leanne*
Leanne: Oh, hey Ms Brancati, is your daughter in?
Pauline: How do you two know each other?
Leanne: Oh, we were talking earlier. I just wanted to return some things she left
Pauline: I can get them to her if you’d like!
Leanne: I’d prefer to thank her personally, it was so kind of her to lend them to me!
Pauline: Uhm…by any chance did you listen to the radio this morning?
Leanne: I’m more of a TV kind of person myself, why?
Pauline: Oh, no reason! Come in, Paula’s waiting in the lounge!
*Pauline finally lets Leanne in. She runs over to Paula in the lounge, enthusiastically sitting down*
Leanne: I wanted to thank you for letting me borrow these…
*Leanne slips Paula a document, along with small bits of clutter as Pauline watches nervously*
Paula: You’re welcome, any time!
*Leanne nods to Paula before leaving. Pauline seems relieved at Leanne’s departure, locking the door behind her*
~~~~~
*Zach Pine walks his dog through the woods, leaving his truck behind on the rural road*
Zach: Go, Seus, go!
*He lets his dog off the lead and watches him run into the undergrowth. Shortly after this happens, he hears a scream echoing in the distance*
Zach: The fuck?
*He begins making his way over to where he thought he heard the scream, when he hears another, this time behind him*
Zach: What in the-
*As he steps forward toward the second scream, he fails to notice the bear trap which snaps shut on his leg. He screeches in pain, collapsing to the ground as his dog runs back to him. As he attempts to pull the bear trap off, he suddenly notices the starting of his truck*
Zach: No…no, no, no, no!
*He more desperately tries to pull the bear trap off, now noticing a dark, hooded figure approaching him*
Zach: Oh, thank god, I need help!
*The figure worldessly walks toward him, Zach noticing they are carrying an axe*
Zach: Do you…work around here?
*The figure continues walking towards him, Zach starting to get increasingly panicked*
Zach: Maybe…put the axe down, yeah?
*The figure is now only a few meters away from him. Looking down at Zach, they pull off their hood*
Zach: Oh thank god…I thought you were here to hurt me…
*The figure steps forward once again, raising the axe. Zach suddenly screams as the figure sadistically holds the axe above their head, seemingly hesitant about if they wanted to go ahead with it*
Zach: Please…I can pay you!
*The figure, seemingly now fed up, swings the axe down at Zach’s neck, decapitating him before he even has time to scream for a second time. Reaching down, the figure casually picks up his head, walking back into the woods as blood spurts from Zach’s neck, his dog, Zeus, pants with sadness. Then, cutting his loses, he begin lapping up the blood pool surrounding his former owner…*
~~~~~
*Back in the mysterious basement, Hoop, Zoe, and Noah sit silently in the darkness as they wait for something to happen, Camila’s sobs from the other room still trickling in. Quite suddenly, the door swings open, someone on the other side throwing an object inside, before slamming the door shut once again. Zoe runs over to the door, banging and screaming, while Noah and Hoop crawl toward the object to investigate it. In the darkness, they can’t see exactly what it is*
Noah: Is that some kind of ball?
*He picks it up, feeling it*
Noah: Ugh, it’s hairy or something…
*He moves his hand down to the eye sockets*
Noah: There’s something squishy here…
*He presses down on the squishy thing, his finger going straight through Zach’s eyeball. Noah screams, throwing the head to the other side of the room*
Hoop: What the fuck was that?
Noah: I think…it was a head…
Hoop: An…animal head?
Noah: I hope it was an animal head…
*The speakers suddenly crackle to life once again, the deep voice returning*
???: Dinner has arrived. Eat up, you will need your strength for tonight. I would recommend preparing yourselves to run
*Zoe continues banging on the door, desperately screaming for someone to hear her. Noah and Hoop recoil from the head, Noah vomiting in the darkness*
Hoop: There has to be another way out of here…
Noah: We’re not in a movie. There’s not gonna be some hidden scrape hatch lying around somewhere!
Hoop: What makes you think this is the last game? Whoever’s doing this is going to make us keep going until we’re all dead!
Noah: Then…what do you suggest?
Hoop: We just don’t play. Refuse!
Noah: They’ll just kill us anyway…
Hoop: It’s better than dying in some sick and twisted game!
*Noah sits back, defeated as Hoop deeply sighs. Zoe stops banging on the door, her hands now bloodied, and she collapses to the ground*
~~~~~
*Back in town, Carolina finishes her shift at the hospital. She runs over to Kimberly, who is still sitting in the waiting room*
Carolina: I was about to go home…want to come with? Maybe they’ve returned, I don’t know…
*Kimberly nods, and the pair jump into Carolina’s car. In the distance, the sun begins to set over Golden Valley. A short drive later, the car arrives at Carolina’s home, where she immediately notices the front door is wide open*
Carolina: Do I look like the type of person who owns a gun?
Kimberly: Ok then…a baseball bat? Garden gnome? Something!
Carolina: It’s two against one…maybe it’s the others and they just forgot to close the door behind them…
*Carolina enters the house, Kimberly close behind her. They creep through the entryway, quickly noticing the entire place has been trashed*
Kimberly: It looks like someone’s been looking for something…
*Carolina begins to turn pale as she approaches the kitchen, seeing every drawer and cupboard flung open*
Carolina: I think they found what they were looking for…
*She creeps over to a cabinet on the other side of the kitchen, labeled “Documents, Travel, Plans For World Domination”*
Kimberly: What are you looking for?
Carolina: Kimberly, it would be best if you went home now
Kimberly: What, why?
Carolina: Please…just go…I’ll drive you home
*As Carolina turns, she spots a hooded figure standing behind Kimberly*
Carolina: Look out!
*The hooded figure suddenly grabs Kimberly, throwing her to the side as she screams*
Carolina: Who the fuck are you? What do you want?
*Bearing a knife, the figure walks over to Carolina menacingly as Kimberly attempts to get to her feet. Carolina readies her fists, backing up toward the back wall*
Carolina: Whoever you are…could you put-
*Kimberly gets to her feet, creeping over to the knife block and pulling the sharpest one out. She walks up behind the killer, preparing to strike*
Carolina: I don’t know what you want from us but-
*Kimberly suddenly stabs the figure from behind. A female voice screams in pain, collapsing to the ground*
Kimberly: Take that, bitch!
*The figure wiggles around on the floor, attempting to stand up again, but Carolina is now on them, kicking them in the head*
Carolina: Where are my siblings?
*She yanks the hood off the figure, to reveal none other than Anya Rogers, who squeals in pain again*
Anya: Please…don’t kill me!
Carolina: Why did you break into my home?
*Anya begins to sob as Carolina and Kimberly share a confused glance*
Kimberly: Ok…what the fuck?
Anya: I promise…I’m not here to hurt you…
Carolina: Then why are you here?
*Anya looks up to Carolina, tears dripping off her face*
Anya: I…I know who’s behind the disappearances! Mitch…Camila…the detectives…everything!
*Carolina looks back to Kimberly with a small smile forming on her face*
Carolina: Well then, I think it’s time we had a chat…
RIP Mitch (I'm really sad I had to do that) and Zach (who tbh has my favorite death so far, but there are many more to come!)
This one was a bit of a mess lol. Working with such a huge cast I'm trying to give everyone as equal an edit as possible but some people are being purpled and I'm aware of that. Next episode will hopefully be more of a developmental one for the more "invisible" characters, while the final 3 episodes of the season are going to be a chaotic bloodbath which I'm excited to get into! Good luck!
