GREEN RIVER COUNTY DETENTION CENTER
Many men in orange jumpsuits are playing basketball, lifting weights and playing cards.
A man with a blowtorch is cutting open a cell. Two Workers are walking down hallway towards the man with blowtorch.
"Well this makes a lot of sense. First they close down the cellblock, and now they open it back up again? There's your tax dollars at work, huh?" Worker #1 Says
Worker #2 laughs.
"Here." Worker #1 Says And hands the flashlight he was carrying to Worker #2.You got that ready?""
Worker #1 grabs onto the cell door and pulls. Blowtorch uses a crowbar to help. The door creaks slightly, then pulls free. Worker #2 hands the flashlight back to Worker #1. Both Worker's shine flashlights on the back wall of the cell, which is cracked and appears to have dried blood on it.
"Yikes. Would've hate to have gotten thrown in here." Worker #1 Says As He breathes out, and his breath is eerily visible. He watches it float to the ceiling. Hey, you feel that, man?"
"Yeah" Worker #2 Says As The two pause and then turn, something seemingly having flown between them.Whoa!
Papers are shot into the air as something passes through the hall, and they flutter down to the ground.
"What was that?" Worker #3 Asks
Cut to another dark hallway, which fades into a cell. Randall is lying on the bottom bed of a bunk bed, reading. He flips a page and chuckles. Suddenly, the light above him flickers. He looks up at it, startled. The lights in the hallway start to flicker as well. Randall gets up and walks to his door, wrapping his fingers around the bars in his small window. The lights continue to flicker.
Cut To a clock, encased in bars, ticking away. The time reads 10 o'clock. The camera zooms in on the 4, where the second hand stops. The lights continue to flicker.
Cut To Randall's face, partly blocked by the bars. Suddenly something dark flashes by his cell. Randall steps back quickly from the window, making a startled noise. He slowly walks back up to the window and stares upwards.
"Hey!" Randall Says
Cut To the security camera.
"Guard! Hey!" Randall Says
Cut To the security monitors in the guard station, one on the top left displaying Randall's cell. The picture is flickering, and it's the only one that does. The camera pans to a Guard, who has a clipboard on his lap and is studying it while eating a sandwich. He looks up.
Cut To the monitor displaying Randall, who is yelling and waving from his cell. Camera cuts to a full screen view of the Guard and monitors. He puts his clipboard down and leans over, pushing a button. Immediately Randall's voice is heard, very scratchy.
"Come on, damn it! Hey! Guard! Come here! Hey!" Randall Says As The Guard sighs and leans back, pulling his walkie to his mouth.
"Going down to B-Block. Randall again..." The Guard Says
"Copy that." Voice On Radio Says
The Guard stands and walks to the door.
Cut to Randall still looking up and yelling.
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