Monster: A Narrative Fiction

room. SUDDENLY -- the door is flung open, and her mother dashes in. SARAH (whispering) Under the bed! SUDDENLY -- Stephanie is under the bed, peering out as her mother rises. She sees only feet, and hears the angry animal noise again. Then, she hears what sounds like a struggle, and in an instant, her mother falls to the floor, her face bloodied, as though it has been chewed on. Blood seeps toward Stephanie, under the bed. The creature strokes her face. It is a QALLUPILUK. It has webbed-fingers, and an amphibian like quality, a stiff, mask-like face that seems somewhat like a stereotypical alien, with fish-like gills, long hair, and an effeminate quality. The Qallupiluk leans down over Sarah, but we see only its hair as it seems to …show more content…
The beast shoves its head under the bed, and stares at Stephanie a brief moment, before screeching loudly, revealing its many razor-sharp teeth. The horrible alien noise is deafening, and Stephanie screams in terror. INT. STEPHANIE’S BEDROOM -- A HOUSE IN THE CITY OF PANGNIRTUNG, NUNAVUT -- DAY Stephanie, now 16 years-old, opens her eyes suddenly. EZEKIAH, an elderly Inuit man, is staring right at her. EZEKIAH Bad dream Stephanie? Steph, now also a blonde, rolls over and covers her face, which has a long scar on the right side, with the sheets. STEPHANIE (mumbling) Stop calling me Steph, you can’t call me Steph anymore. Ezekiah stands, rising to raise a sheet that is covering the blinds. As he does this, light comes piercing through, and then he opens the blinds. The light pours in under Steph’s sheets. STEPHANIE (cont’d) (playful) Aaah! Steph rubs her eyes, and sits up. STEPHANIE (cont’d) Alright, I’m up, I’m up. Her room is a typical teenager’s room, but in a small home, almost more like a cottage. She sits at the edge of the bed, tired, and then looks up toward the window -- a mountain range and a snowy horizon are …show more content…
They all sort of half-react, “no”, or otherwise aren’t listening. As the teacher continues, we now push-in on JOHNNY, a bright-eyed, intelligent looking student, with short, stylishly spiked hair. He sits next to Steph, and slips her a note. She is slightly annoyed, but opens it anyway. It reads: HAPPY BIRTHDAY. She glances over at him, slightly baffled: JOHNNY (whispering) Don’t worry -- I won’t tell anyone. TEACHER Right, see... and this is also probably why we can’t remember something as obviously traumatic as being born. Johnny grins and looks up at the clock -- and just then the bell rings. Everyone stands to leave, while Stephanie is still finishing off her notes. EXT. ATTAGOYUK HIGH SCHOOL -- PANIRTUNG -- DAY Stephanie is walking away from the school, while other students are pouring out behind her, and some are loitering about, smoking, talking, etc. Johnny runs to catch up with Steph. JOHNNY Hi Connie, Happy Birthday. Steph keeps walking, keeping to herself. She almost seems angry. JOHNNY (cont’d) You know, you’ve been here like two weeks now, and every time I see you, you don’t say a word... Not even “hi Johnny, how are you” or “hi Johnny, thanks for saying Happy Birthday” or “hi Johnny, I hate my birthday, get