- FADE IN:
- INT. THE GRAND LIBRARY - INDETERMINATE
- THE KEEPER glides along an aisle scanning the long rows of the library.
- The aisles are not lined with shelves but with beautiful mahogany cabinets with of small doors.
- The cabinets stretch high above the aisles; ornately-carved ladders on rails stretch up to the cabinets' heights.
- Every once in a while a strange, electrical cracking sounds echoes from somewhere in the massive hall.
- The Keeper wears a flowing black dress and a thick black veil that shrouds her face.
- There is a loud crash, and the sound of metal crunching.
- The Keeper continues to inspect the cabinets giving no indication she has heard anything except for a small sigh.
- There is a crackling sound and the Keeper turns slowly.
- MARIA slowly appears, her image wavering, then slowly becoming solid.
- She stares, turning in a circle as she absorbs the room.
- She sees the Keeper and takes a step back.
- THE KEEPER
- It's alright, darling, don't be afraid.
- MARIA
- Who are you? And what is this place? It seems so familiar.
- THE KEEPER
- I'm the keeper and you're in the Grand Library. It's where dreams are stored.
- MARIA
- Why do I feel like I've been here before?
- THE KEEPER
- Because you have. You come here every night. This is the space between dreams.
- The Keeper motions her closer and slowly pulls open a set of doors.
- Golden light washes onto her face.
- Maria walks slowly to the open doors and peers inside.
- She gasps.
- The small cabinet is lined with tiny shelves, each holding rows of tiny solar systems, floating above the shelves.
- Some contain hundreds of planets orbiting their stars, some only one, and some have just a star.
- MARIA
- My dreams?
- The keeper nods.
- There is a soft crackling sound and A MAN stands next to them for several seconds, a confused look on his face before a drawer flies open from another cabinet and he is engulfed in a new dream, vanishing instantly.
- MARIA
- Why am I still here? Shouldn't I be in another dream? And why didn't you talk to him? Why are you only talking to me?
- THE KEEPER
- Darling, I've been waiting just for you.
- MARIA
- Waiting, why?
- She begins to dissolve
- The Keeper touches Maria's face.
- THE KEEPER
- I'm sorry darling, it's time for you to go.
- Maria is now transparent, her image shifts and fizzles.
- EXT. INTERSTATE - DAY
- TWO CARS sit at the center of several lanes pouring smoke.
- Maria lies crushed under one of the cars.
- Her eyes fly open and she inhales deeply, then dies, her eyes fixed on the stars shining above the road.
- FADE TO BLACK.
Sunday, June 15, 2008
167. The Keeper - Leslie
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