This is the longest screenplay I’ve worked on. I had to do some research to know the correct formatting, and I ended up using a free trial of program called WriterDuet which was very helpful. I enjoyed working on this very much. Many of my stories have main characters who are my age or younger, mostly because that’s what I know. I think this one worked out well.
EXT. 9 GARDEN WAY
Mike, Blue, and Anders dismount from their bikes in front of an old, dilapidated house. It does not look lived in. They stare up at it.
This can’t be right.
Anders points to an old 9 next to the door.
Only one 9 Garden Way.
They walk up to the door and knock. It’s a tiny bit ajar, and the knocking causes it to move slightly. No one answers. They look at each other, and Mike opens the door. They step in.
INT. 9 GARDEN WAY
Inside, the house is dusty. It is an empty space, devoid of furnishings.
Hello? Anybody home?
I don’t like this.
Someone’s playing a prank. We should just leave.
No, but obviously no one lives here. There’s no reason to stay.
Blue flicks on her flashlight. She shines it on the stairs. There are footprints in the dust, recent ones, leading upstairs.
I’m not so sure about that.
INT. ELYSIUM HEADQUARTERS-COUCH ROOM
Maura is telling her story. Houston and Franz are listening, rapt.
Ben and Jared have–had been hunting since they were pretty young, from what I understand. Not much older than you guys.
INT. ELYSIUM HEADQUARTERS-NIGHT
The HQ is brightly lit. Maura is sitting at the front desk. We see the door open. Two men, BEN and JARED, come in, with duffel bags and other equipment. They set down their bags and start to take off their coats. As Maura goes on, we see what she describes.
Last night, they came back from a hunt, around ten, which is pretty early. We were all happy to go home. But then we got a call.
Ben picks up the phone. He listens, nodding, then gives a troubled look to the others.
The guy on the other end of the line said he had a ghost problem. Ben asked him to be more specific.