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INT. KEITH’S HOUSE – MORNING

Scene starts with the (Keith, 37) man, giving his back to the

audience, looking at the wall in front of him, sitting

criss-crossed on the yellow-ish carpet floor. Keith is staring

intently at the wall, seeming paranoid, as if there was

something behind it, something not visible to the audience. The

camera switches to in front of him, showing that he is wearing a

work suit and pants which are quite the wrong length for his

legs so it exposes his mismatching green and yellow socks, but

not yet showing his face.

The camera then starts slowly zooming into the wall, to Keith’s

face, and back, cuts getting faster until he is interrupted by

loud knocking.

Keith, startled, opens the door slowly to reveal his neighbor,

TONY, 32, A short average looking American man with short cut

brown hair.

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(Walks in to the room looking around, expression somewhat

uncomfortable)

KEITH

(Startled, turns around to face him)(Stares at Tony for a couple

seconds with a completely blank look, and then breaks out of the

dissociation and scrambles for words.) Hello…? Hi

TONY

(putting on a friendly voice but visibility seems a little bit

annoyed)Okay.. Well, we have the neighborhood meeting this

afternoon and it’s mandatory for all new residents to attend.

This building is strict on our rules and we want everyone to get

along fine and you know, keep things safe.

KEITH

(flinches)

Alright.. Got it.

There’s a moment of silence as Tony and Keith just stand there.

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Ok well I have to be on my way to work now. I think I’m late

already.

Keith lazily gestures for Tony to leave and Tony exits.

TONY

Have a good day!. I’ll see you at the meeting. Don’t forget!

(Keith looks blankly at the door for a minute, then turns around

and goes straight to his bedroom, with robot-like mannerisms)

(Camera pans into the wall, staring at it and zooming in slowly

and then going black, ending the scene)

EXT. CAR WASH PLACE – DAY

(Keith is standing behind the counter, with empty, blank looking

eyes, disassociating. He is now dressed completely different,

wearing the store uniform, which is a simple grey shirt and

khaki pants. The store is mostly empty, except for maybe two or

three people standing in line in front of the counter.)

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Hello? Hello?! Excuse me!

KEITH

(Breaking out of the state of dissociating)

Oh? Yes, I apologize sir, What can I do for you? (Frantic)

CUSTOMER

Finally! (He says this in an annoyed tone, looking visibly

flustered) Can’t believe it takes this long to get service

around here.. I’m looking for a basic exterior car wash, nothing

fancy.

KEITH

Or course! That will be 16.99 with tax, you can pay over here

(points to credit card receiver machine). Just take your car

through the space to the left of the establishment, and somebody

will receive the car there.

CUSTOMER

Yeah, okay. Next time do your job faster… (taps his card, then

puts it back in his wallet and leaves)

KEITH. Page 5Sorry for the slow service today. Have a nice day(He says to the

costumer, even though he is too far away to really hear. He

sighs and rubs his eyes, as though exhausted, even though it’s

literally still morning) Next in line, please!

Montage of customers walking in and out of the car wash, while

Keith still has the same annoyed expression on his face.

The work day comes to an end and Keith starts closing down the

shop, Camera zooms into his receding hairline, tired eyes, and

sweaty hand

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EXT. STREET – LATE AFTERNOON

(Keith is walking slowly, on his way home. He kicks a rock

tiredly, and something hits his briefcase, so he checks on it,

and then looks at his hands intently, camera showing skin

texture)

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INT. HOUSE EVENING

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(Keith enters the house, leaning against his front door and

dropping his briefcase, and kind of sliding down a bit. He

slides off his shoes and then notices something sitting on top

of the moving boxes in his living room: a wine bottle with a

note that indicates it was given to him by Tony, his neighbor.)

KEITH

Hm.

Keith stares at the wine bottle, the label reading “For a good

neighbor” He squints at it as if trying to make sense of it.

His face is blank, distant, and confused for a moment, before he

lifts the bottle in his hand and examines it closer, shaking it

gently. The bottle is unopened, but there’s something unsettling

about the gesture, as though he’s trying to make sure it’s real.

His hand trembles slightly as he sets the bottle down on the

coffee table.

The camera lingers on his hand, noticing how stiff and

deliberate each movement is.

Page 7Keith then walks into his room and realizes that the blinds were

left open in his room the whole work shift. He comes up to the

wall with a curious yet unsettled look on his face. It seemed to

him that the walls had appeared as a red-ish sort of tint color

to it than in the morning where it just looked like regular

beige walls. But it was specifically more on the wall that the

windows were facing. He starts touching every inch of the walls

with unsettling music playing meanwhile. After touching the main

four walls in his room he goes into his closet. The closet has

the only regular walls. It is painted black. Then the man is

startled by the sudden knocking at his door and stares at the

door out of fear

TONY

Hello, it’s just me

KEITH

(Opens door with a confused look)

Uh.. How did you get in here?

TONY

Well, you left your front door unlocked but first, sorry that I

startled you. I should have called but secondly, (says in a

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jokingly manner but also concerned)what were you doing touching

every square inch possible of your walls?

KEITH

Um well they just felt a little odd to me. (Starts going on a

rant while talking swiftly) I mean in the morning these walls

were a regular beige color and now they look as if I was under

the sun for hours with no sunscreen. The walls feel too smooth

like no wall ever before and why does it look all fla- wait… How

did you see me?!?!

TONY

tone)

Gee,I wonder how (he says sarcastically, but still in a playful

(Tony points at the uncovered windows facing the whole

neighborhood)

KEITH

(Talks swiftly) Uh ok not my point but as I was saying why do

the walls look all flakey now? And as I said, in the morning the

walls were just smooth looking walls with a solid color of

Page 9beige. Plus, why does the closet have normal black painted walls

and not the room?

TONY

(Kind of weirded out by the Keith’s irrational behavior)

Look.. You have just moved in and your new job has just started,

it’s all of the stress and overthinking that has you not

thinking straight. Sometimes you just need to rest, got it?

KEITH

(Hesitant, but also exhausted) I.. I guess you’re right. I’ll

try to sleep it off, and hopefully this whole thing will go away

(in a calmer tone, relaxed)

Tony

Okay, great! Rest well and I’ll see you tomorrow!

(You can hear Tony cheerfully leaving Keith’s house, but the

camera only shows Keith’s eyes slowly closing.)

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INT. KEITH’S HOUSE NIGHT

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(The scene starts with Keith’s eyes opened wide, staring at the

ceiling of his bedroom. He had been unable to sleep, and looked

even more tired than before. Desperate to be able to rest, Keith

decided to go check out his walls once more, to try and get some

peace of mind, anything that would hint to him imagining

everything. This time, though, Keith remembered to close all of

his windows and lock his doors, with a face filled with dread

and concern. He is taking pictures of the walls with an actual

professional camera, but not only of his room but the whole

house because he noticed that the walls in the rest of the house

are also a solid beige and he wanted to compare the walls in his

room to the rest of the house.)

(Keith prints out all of the 124 pictures he took and slowly

analyzes every single one of them. As he is analyzing he

realizes that there are some sort of outlines subtly indented.

They were so subtle only someone who was putting all of their

attention to the walls could have noticed. He decides to gather

each of the 124 photos of the walls in each pair of socks he

has. He has 2 boxes filled with socks so in total it would be

about 300 pairs)

INT. KEITH’S HOUSE – MIDNIGHT Page 11Keith sits in his room surrounded by stacks of printed photos,

markers, and a flashlight. His face is pale, and his eyes look

nervously around the room as if expecting something to come from

the shadows. The scratching sound from earlier grows louder, it

seems to be coming from inside the walls.

KEITH

(Whispering) What.. is this?

He grabs the flashlight and shines it on the wall where the

sound seems to be the strongest. His hands shake as he

approaches the wall. The camera zooms in on the wall, showing

some indentations forming sort of a pattern.

(He picks up a marker and begins tracing the indentations,

connecting them like if he were making a puzzle. The scratching

suddenly stops, and the room is silent. He freezes, listening

with concern.)

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INT. KEITH’S HOUSE – LIVING ROOM – DAWN

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Keith seemingly hasn’t slept, reddish-purple bags under his

eyes. He stands in the living room of his house staring at the

wall covered in photos and lines made with a red marker, among

other things. The patterns made with the red lines now seem to

start to look like some kind of strange map. His focus is broken

by a sudden knock on the door, disturbing his silence and his

train of thought; startling him and making him basically jump.

He hesitates before opening the door, but ends up deciding to

open it anyway. The gap of light of the slow opening door

reveals Tony cheerfully holding a coffee mug.

TONY

(In a casual way) Morning! Saw your lights on all night,

everything okay?

KEITH

(Avoiding eye contact) Yeah, fine. I just… I couldn’t sleep

last night..

TONY

Oh..

(He tilts his head, looking past him to the pictures)(Tony walks up to the walls and stands there in silence for

about 10 seconds. Tony has a serious yet curious look on his

face.

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Ok uh.. could you explain what this is?

(Keith steps in front of the wall, trying to block Tony’s view,

but Tony doesn’t even spare him a glance before walking around

him to be able to see the wall again, inspecting the patterns.)

KEITH

(He pulls Tony away from the wall lightly and puts an awkward

look to his face)

Um nothing really, just practicing some of my photography

skills.

TONY

(Shrugs, looking confused) Wow (Says sarcastically)”Skills” you

say. Never knew that one could ever achieve such great and

engaging photos of plain colored walls.

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(Tony pats him on the back and then sets the coffee mug down on

the table. He turns to leave but turns around again when he is

at the door, only to find Keith staring at the wall again. He

looks at him with a cynical but frightened look on his face. The

door closes, and Keith quickly changes his attention to the mug,

noticing a very light fingerprint smudge on the handle.)

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INT. KEITH’S BEDROOM – NIGHT

Keith lies in bed, staring at the ceiling. His breathing is very

strong. He sits up, grabbing the flashlight and a hammer. He

approaches the wall carefully, his movements slow and calculated

Keith raises the hammer and strikes the wall but not hard enough

to make a hole, just a reddish-looking dent appears. The sound

suddenly echoes through the room. Keith, confused by the wall’s

reaction, continues hitting the wall harder and harder until a

small hole appears. He shines the flashlight into the hole, his

face was that of a mix of curiosity and anticipation, his

cautious movements quickly transitioned into aggressive strikes

into the wall with a kitchen knife. Once there was a big hole

left in his wall he realized the wall looked almost as if it wasstarting to sag from Keith cutting into the walls. Keith listens

to his gut and decides to grab the sagging part of the wall.

Once he does, it is then revealed that the walls in his room are

made out of skin. He starts to do the same process to the rest

of his walls and then it is also revealed that every single wall

in his house is made of skin. Keith then realizes that he did

not peel the skin in one of the walls in his bedroom. He runs

into his room, peels of the skin in the wall, but behind it says

“Keith 01/23/19 –

01/25/19 (closet next)”

Keith

January 23, 2019. That’s the day I moved in here.

January 25, 2019. That’s today

(The camera pans to his face as his expression changes to one of

shock, fear. The screen cuts to black, leaving the audience in

suspense.)

FADE OUT-

INT – TONY’S HOUSE – NIGHT

(Tony is sitting by his desk, casually writing on paper

documents, drinking a coffee from a mug matching the one he had

just given the Keith, there is ambient music in the background,

which is quickly interrupted by a loud bang. Tony, startled,

falls from his chair and looks around for where the sound might

have come from)

TONY

What the hell…? (Tony gets up and picks up his chair, and

decides to ignore that and go back to his work, though still a

little disturbed.)

An even louder thud comes barely a minute after the first one,

and then another one after, making the whole floor tremble and

knocking everything off of Tony’s desk. Tony immediately gets up

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and runs out the door to see what was happening, and as soon as

he opens it the thuds get so loud they are basically unbearable.

Tony recognizes where the sound is coming from and frantically

runs to Keith’s home. He starts banging on the door with both

arms, to no avail because nobody came to the door.

TONY

What is happening? Open the door! Open the goddamn door!(He tries to open the door, but it is locked, which Keith hadn’t

done before. Suddenly, the thuds stop completely, and do not

return. Tony is left standing there, in front of Keith’s door)

TONY

Hello..? Oh, to hell with this.

(He semi-softly punches the door out of frustration and goes

back to his own home.)

Camera shows Tony slamming the door closed, and then pans into

the texture of the wooden door in complete silence.

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EXT – POARCH OF TONY’S HOUSE – DAY. Page 17

(Tony looks at his watch hurriedly, seemingly impatient for

something, as if waiting for somebody. His expression

immediately changes as he greets a couple of neighbors but as

soon as they leave, his face distorts into one of annoyment,

scoffing while looking back at his watch, and then at Keith’s

house. As he sees no movements, he grabs his briefcase, and

starts taking quick, angry steps to leave.)

TONY

Where is he? What possibly could have happened last night? (He

mutters to himself while walking fast to the bus station, almost

running because he was about to miss his bus to work. As he saw

the bus pulling over to the bus stop, he started actually

running because he was still pretty far from it. He waved his

arms in the air, hoping the bus driver would see him and wait a

minute or two for him, but he stopped in his tracks as the bus

quickly left.)

TONY

Oh, that’s it!

(He says now fully angry and frustrated, turning around 180 and

confidently walking towards his house. Some neighbors looked at

him in complete confusion, but he went straight home. As he

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entered his house, he left the door open wide, threw his

briefcase and started frantically looking for something. He

threw things around almost in a panic.)

TONY

Where could I have put it?….

(He sighs, agitated)

(He continued searching until he found a little silver key. He

grabbed it and ran to Keith’s house.)Tony

Sorry, about this

(He murmurs to himself, still agitated and trying to calm down

as he quietly puts the key in the key lock, and twists the door

handle as soon as he hears the ‘click’ of the gears twisting. He

opens the door slowly.)

TONY

Hello..? Is anybody home?..

(He calls out, not quite yelling, because his breathing was

still ragged from the running, but in a loud enough tone that

anyone inside the home would hear. He got no response other than

absolute silence.)

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Uh, excuse me… Hello?..

(Tony comes in the house very slowly, and is faced with complete

darkness. He uses his hand to blindly fish for the light switch,

but doesn’t seem to find it; instead, he finds a flashlight on

the floor, so he grabs it and starts looking around.)

TONY

Hello?! Oh, Jesus..

(His voice is strained and his footsteps are quiet as he

searches every room and if found with nothing. The bedroom is

the only room left unexplored, so Tony slowly approaches the

door and knocks twice —mostly out of respect than of any

expectation of Keith being there— before entering the room.)

TONY

Oh.. Oh my God!

(Tony is now fully panicking as he sees a pool of blood on the

floor, with parts of the walls ripped out, very disgusting

looking parts, almost life-like.. human-like. He slowly backs

away, and in between all of this mess he sees Keith sitting in a

fetal position, rocking back and forth, unresponsive to the

situation. He runs up to Keith)

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What the hell happened? Are you hurt? Should.. should I call an

ambulance?

(He runs to him, grabs his shoulders and starts shaking him,

trying to get the man to look at him)

TONY

Why aren’t you responding? Whats happening?(Tony keeps trying to communicate with Keith, and we see him

from Keith’s perspective, and the scene ends with both the audio

and video fading out into nothing)

FADE OUT –

FADE IN –

INT. HOSPITAL ROOM – DAY

Tony sits in a plastic chair that is not very comfortable, with

his leg moving to show he is nervous. The camera moves to show

Keith lying in a hospital bed, staring at the ceiling. The walls

of the hospital room are light blue, a continuation of the scene

before

TONY. Page 21

(Looking at Keith, worried)

I don’t know what’s going on with you, but… you need help. A lot

of help.

Keith doesn’t respond. His fingers move a little as his eyes

quickly stare to the window, where the blinds are half-up. The

camera focuses on the shadows of the blinds on the wall, which

look like the shadows from his house.

TONY

(Sighs, leaning forward)

The doctors said you’re fine physically. But you and I both know

this—(moving his hands gesturing towards Keith)—this isn’t

normal.

KEITH

(Still staring at the ceiling)

The walls… they’re alive.

TONY

(Sits back, startled)

What are you talking about?

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Keith slowly turns his head to look at Tony, his expression

extremely calm.

KEITH

They’re not just walls.

(The sound of faint scratching fills the room, Tony looks

around, confused.)

TONYDo you hear that?

Keith nods slowly, his eyes slowly closing.

KEITH

They followed me here.

The scratching grows louder, and the camera focuses to the

corner of the room, where the shadows deepen in an unnatural

way.

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INT. TONY’S LIVING ROOM – NIGHT

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Tony sits in his recliner, a drink in hand. His leg bounces

anxiously as he scrolls through his phone, searching for

answers. He finds articles about hauntings, psychological

breakdowns, and unexplained phenomena flash across the screen.

TONY

(Under his breath)

This is crazy. It’s just stress.

He looks quickly at the walls of his living room. They’re plain

and nothing special about them, but his eyes stare on them as if

expecting something to happen. The room is silent except for the

faint background noise of the refrigerator.(The camera slowly

zooms in on the wall behind Tony. A subtle rippling sound moves

across the surface. Tony doesn’t notice.)

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INT. KEITH’S HOUSE – NIGHT

A team of workers is in Keith’s house, repairing the damage to

the walls. The camera focuses on one worker as he runs his hand

along the interior of the wall, with a frowning face.

WORKER 1

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(To the other worker)

This doesn’t feel right.

WORKER 2

(Laughing)

What, you are scared of a little mold?

WORKER 1

It’s not mold. It’s… I don’t know.He pulls back a piece of the wall, showing something strange

looking, The camera zooms in as the strange thing begins moving

and the movement speeds up. The worker stumbles back, dropping

his flashlight.

WORKER 1

What the hell is that?!

The other worker approaches cautiously, leaning in to get a

closer look. Suddenly, a loud cracking sound echoes through the

house, and the lights flicker. Both workers freeze.

WORKER 2

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(Backing away)

We’re done here.

FADE OUT –

INT. TONY’S BEDROOM- NIGHT

Tony lies in bed, unable to sleep. His phone buzzes on the

nightstand, and he takes a quick look at it. It’s a text from

an unknown number