A man with two small girls all dressed in camouflage walk through a forest. The man has a hunting rifle drawn close to his chest. The two girls are holding each others hand, the smaller one, maybe 8, is sobbing uncontrollably while the older girl stops to make sure she’s alright.
Naomi: Kins? It’s okay Kins.
Kinsey: I don’ wanna shoot the deer. *She wipes her eyes with her free hand*
Naomi: Daddy, she doesn’t have to, right?
The rough looking man stops and looks at the pair.
Mr. Parker: Kinsey, come here.
She looks at Naomi, uncertain but Naomi gives her a nod. Kinsey walks over to him, only to have the hunting rifle forced into her hands.
Kinsey: … Wha?
Naomi: Daddy, no!
Mr. Parker: Hush! She’s gotta learn it sometimes. I ain’t got no boys so you are gonna have to learn to fend for yourself.
He points at a buck in the distance.
Mr. Parker: Kinsey, find it in your scope. Aim. Fire.
She shakes her head, sobbing.
Kinsey: I can’t.
Her father reaches down and lifts the gun up for her and holding it straight for her.
Kinsey: No!
Mr. Parker: Kinsey… Take it down.
She looks at him through her tears before looking in the scope until the buck comes into view.
Mr. Parker: Ready?
Naomi: Kinsey… You don’t have to.
Kinsey says nothing before pulling the trigger as music begins to play.
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CUT TO FOUR YEARS LATER
A pair of feet pace the bloodied kitchen floor of the Parker’s home. It’s Naomi. She’s fourteen now. Her face is calm and calculated as Kinsey falls apart in the corner with blood covering her hands.
Naomi: Kinsey! Shut the fuck up!
Kinsey keeps her eyes on something a few feet away from her. Her father’s body, bloodied and pale. The knife is next to Kinsey’s feet.
Naomi: Shut up! We need to get you cleaned up. Do you know what will happen to you if they see you like this?
She opens up drawers, flinging the contents over the ground. She knocks the basket of fruit on the kitchen island to the ground. She’s staging a break in.
Kinsey: Oh GOD! What have I done?
Naomi: You killed dad. Now you’re going to go into the bathroom, shower and change. I’ll clean up the bathroom. Then we’re going to walk to Reagan’s. We’re going to wait for mom to come home and find him. We can’t call the cops.
Naomi walks to the front door, disarming the security system and walking outside. She flings a walk through the window.
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ONE YEAR LATER
Kinsey and Reagan are at the edge of the woods as Kinsey skins a deer. Reagan looks disgusted as Kinsey focuses on her task.
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ONE MONTH AGO
Kinsey sits in Reagan’s bedroom alone, dressed in black. Tears run down her face as she straightens out the pillow on her bed. As she does so she notices the mattress isn’t sitting right on the frame. She lifts it to straighten it out and notices a burner phone resting on the frame. She picks it up and opens it.
After a moment her tears are gone and she has a look of resolve and determination on her face. The door opens.
Hutch: Kinsey? What’s going on?
Kinsey: Nothing. I’ll be out in a moment.
She puts the bag into her purse and begins to form her plan
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The Night of Dominic’s Murder
Kinsey stands in the woods, nervous. She holds Dominic’s phone that she took from him earlier that day when he wasn’t looking. She doesn’t look certain of her plan but she feels like this is the only way to get the attention she needs on Reagan and the person who killed her.
She puts the mask on and breathes. She starts the Instagram Live.
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May 23rd, 2018 - Night
Kinsey is walking down the street, her pink gun in hand. She hated that gun. She only bought it because who would take THAT seriously. She didn’t know it would get Naomi killed and she didn’t know it would be the key to cracking her case. She’s smiling now, though. Now she knows who stole it, she knows who killed Naomi AND Reagan. Now the first phase is over. Now she can focus on shutting the sick-o down.
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May 28th, 2018
Kinsey is in an abandoned warehouse, aware that people are looking for her. But she doesn’t care. There’s one thing scarier than her in this town and that’s what people are going to care about. She’s not a hero here, she knows that. But she knows her rival is a pussy, and a pussy she ain’t.
A media circus has arrived in town, not talking about her but just who is behind the Blue Whale game that has claimed five lives and has left one girl, Tanya Turner, in the Charity Regional Hospital in a coma.
But one thing is certain, Kinsey knows. The Blue Whale game is ending. It’s ending with a bullet between that fuck’s head.
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June 8th, 2018
It’s the last day of classes. Everyone should be happy before Graduation next week but a somber air is over the school. With Kinsey’s psychological break and the countless deaths across town, no one’s feeling like celebrating. Certainly not Sasha. She’s called a meeting at her house later tonight. Little does she know the case is going to break wide open before the night is done.
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ALRIGHT! TIME FOR THE FINALE! Each night of this three day finale will be broken down to a few hours each. There’s not a lot of room for free roam right now, sorry. :(
Now: Everyone is leaving school and clearing out their lockers for the year. Some for the last time.
Tonight: CLUES. A BREAKTHROUGH. THE FINAL REVEAL. AND SOME OTHER SHOCKING EVENTS. It all takes place at Sasha’s house!
Tomorrow: The final confrontation. Survivors revealed.
Night Three: Graduation/Epilogue
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