INT. CLEO’S HOUSE - EVENING
Although we’re in an abandoned townhouse in central London, it sounds like space. The only sound comes from GUY’s trembling, sweaty breathing in a dark corner.
INT. HOUSE PARTY - DAY
Did you two come here together?
GUY’s eyes look over at CLEO, who we don’t see, smiles and replies while holding her gaze.
Yea, yea we did.
BACK TO PRESENT: INT. CLEO'S HOUSE - CONTINUOUS - CORRIDOR
GUY is running down the Corridor, he’s going too fast to scream. CAMERA TRACKS back with him.
EXT. HOUSE PARTY - ROOFTOP - SUNSET
BACK TO PRESENT: INT. CLEO'S HOUSE - CONTINUOUS - ELEVATOR
GUY is on the floor with hands tugging at the elevator door as he hears heels marching, with a whispering cry through tears.
INT. CLEO’S HOUSE - BEDROOM - EVENING CLEO is staring at herself through her wrestling mask. As we get closer, we notice her eyes are wide. The only light comes from the theatre mirror at the end of the bedroom. The only sound her slow, calm breathing. She’s ready.
CUT TO: INT. CLEO’S HOUSE - CONTINUOUS - CORRIDOR CLEO is charging out of the Bedroom. She’s wearing knee high heels & a fishing jacket filled with weapons. CAMERA TRACKS BACK with her. She passes the Corridor walls, covered in research papers around “The Genetic Makeup of Fuck-Boys”. There’s pictures of men with red circles around them. One of the papers reads “Solution - Exterminate.”