FETCH

Updated: Oct 25, 2021

INT. LIVING ROOM NIGHT



MATT sits in his living room. He is reading a book. A cup of coffee is sitting on his end table.


The room is lit only by the soft glow of a TV and lamp at the corner of the room.


Matt laughs at the television when the phone rings. He answers it.


MATT

Hello?


VOICE

(breathing)

...


The line cuts out. Matt confused, hangs up. There is a rattling. Matt looks around. He looks down. At his foot, rolls a bright red bouncy ball the size of a croquet ball.


Matt looks around alarmed. He grabs the ball and stands up.


MATT

Hello? Johnny... is... is that you?



The frame of the living room doorway barely illuminates the rest of the foyer. Only darkness liters the stairs and entrance.


Matt sits back down and sets the ball down next to his coffee. He grabs his cup and takes a sip. He winces. Bad coffee.

MATT (cont'd)

(to himself)

Ugh. Well there's your problem.

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INT. KITCHEN NIGHT MOMENTS LATER


MATT brews himself coffee. As the coffee brews he looks around the room. Above him he hears something rolling. His kettle beginning to whistle softly.


The phone begins to ring in the living room. Matt is frozen. Gripping his cup to his chest, Matt manages to follow the rolling sound coming from above, until:


THUD.

THUD.

THUD.


Matt looks in the direction of the sound.



The whistle growing louder and louder as the sound now seems to be approaching Matt.


He grips his cup a little tighter until, the bouncing ball rolls to the kitchen door frame before stopping.


Matt's eyes, stare at it the entire time in astonishment.

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INT. FOYER MOMENTS LATER

MATT locks the front door.


INT. LIVING ROOM MOMENTS LATER


MATT lowers the blinds in the room and closes the curtains.


INT. BACK DOOR/KITCHEN MOMENTS LATER


MATT closes the door and grabs a knife from the kitchen right in the next room. He walks to the ball. He looks around before picking up the ball.


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INT. FOYER STAIRS MOMENTS LATER



MATT stands at the foot of the stairs and holds the ball in his hand.


He clutches the knife in the other. He looks over to his chair in the living room, looking at the table next to it.


He notices the previous ball.


MATT

(to himself)

Okay... two balls. Not that weird Matt. Every guy has two...


He shakes it off. He looks up the stairs that leads to darkness. He takes the ball and throws it up stairs.



The ball lands and rolls for a moment. Matt listens silently. The house settles.


Silence.


Matt scoffs. Just then the phone in the living room rings making Matt jump. He laughs to himself and goes to pick the phone up.

 

INT. LIVING ROOM MOMENTS LATER


He picks the phone up.

MATT

Hello?


VOICE

(breathing)

...


Matt looks at the phone. He hears breathing but no voice.


MATT

(scared)

He-hello...?


VOICE

(breathing)

...

The breathing stops it slowly turns to static. Matt staring at the ceiling petrified, as the sound of a ball rolling upstairs pierces through the air, slowly making its way towards the stairs.


A voice breaks through the static.


VOICE (cont'd)

(breaking up)

Don't...static...play

with...static...it...


The phone goes dead. Matt slowly hangs it up. A bead of sweat slowly falls down his cheek.


THUD!


Matt flips around. Another noise from upstairs. He walks towards the stairs, nervously.


 

INT. FOYER STAIRS MOMENTS LATER


The sound of a ball rolling, down each step, one by one.


Matt watches petrified. Then, the ball rolls down the stairs fully.


It rolls pass Matt. His eyes follow the ball. He shivers as the sound of a low growl catches his attention.


He slowly looks up the stairs. His hands shaking as his eyes catch the first step.


All he sees is darkness, until suddenly, a monster emerges.



The knife in his hand drops as his feet hang in the air shaking, his gurgling voice in the background, the rubber ball, getting a quick splash of blood.

CUT TO: BLACK

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