Short screenplay from the Done Deal Halloween contest. "Demon Squad" FADE IN: EXT. CITY STREET - NIGHT NEWS CAMERA POV COP CARS with flashing lights block the street. COPS with their backs to us open fire at unseen targets. A ragged hail of gunfire. GIRL REPORTER --confirmed there have been incidents all over the city! They're overrunning the streets. They can't be stopped. The Mayor has warned all citizens to stay indoors-- Gunfire rises to frantic levels. Someone SCREAMS. Girl Reporter flinches. GIRL REPORTER Don't go outside tonight! Stay in your homes! Keep your children safe! INT. HOSPITAL RECEPTION - NIGHT A NURSE on duty at the desk. The entrance doors crash open and three people run inside. HORST, a huge mercenary armed with a Heckler & Koch MP5 -- DOLLAN, a spike-haired punk carrying a laptop with a dish gizmo attached -- CINDY, painfully pretty but with eyes as hard as steel, carrying twin .45 pistols. NURSE Stop! You can't come in here! HORST (Arnie accent) Where is Lukas Muller? NURSE I'm calling security. She picks up her phone. Cindy aims a .45 at her face. CINDY We are security. Where's the fucking kid? INT. HOSPITAL CORRIDOR - NIGHT Horst, Dollan and Cindy jog along, looking through doors on either side. DOLLAN Theta waves are everywhere, it's difficult to pinpoint the exact source. HORST We should nuke the hospital. CINDY We're kinda short on thermonuclear warheads. HORST Give me two pounds of plutonium and I'll make one. CINDY I'm all out. Dollan, is that gizmo of yours working? Dollan skids to a stop, backtracks, points at a room. INT. HOSPITAL ROOM - NIGHT A 12-year-old boy, LUKAS MULLER, lies on the bed with all kinds of tubes and machines keeping him alive. A priest, FATHER KELLY, 50s, rises from his seat beside the bed as Horst, Dollan and Cindy burst in. FATHER KELLY What are you doing here? Dollan examines his laptop, stares at the boy. DOLLAN It's him. He's lit up like a Christmas tree. HORST You better wait outside, Father. This is going to get messy. Father Kelly steps between them and the bed. FATHER KELLY I won't let you harm this child. CINDY News flash. This child is already responsible for the deaths of hundreds of people. We've got to stop him before more die. FATHER KELLY What are you talking about? You're mad. CINDY Lukas Muller, age 12, knocked down three hours ago while trick or treating. Paramedics pronounced him dead at the scene. FATHER KELLY Madness. Get out or I'll throw you out. Beware the power of God's wrath. CINDY Father, listen to me. Something's happening outside. People are being killed even as we stand here speaking. Father Kelly shakes his head in confusion. EXT. CITY STREET - NIGHT NEWS CAMERA POV GIRL REPORTER Ohmigod ohmigod ohmigod! Behind her the Cops continue firing at-- A LINE OF HORROR MOVIE CREATURES. Lumbering Frankenstein Monsters. Cloak-wearing Draculas. Hairy Wolfmen. Bandaged Mummies. Pointy-hat Witches from Wizard of Oz. Skeleton Men. White-sheet Ghosts. Dozens of them, advancing down the street. A Wolfman leaps onto a car roof, his claws slash Cop #1's throat open. A Dracula sinks his fangs into Cop #2's neck. GIRL REPORTER Let's get the fuck out of here! NEWS CAMERA POV shakes wildly as we chase after Girl Reporter. INT. HOSPITAL ROOM - NIGHT FATHER KELLY Who are you people? The FBI? CINDY Let's just say we work for the government and leave it at that. FATHER KELLY I seriously doubt you have the authority to shoot a helpless child in cold blood. Have you considered the harm you will be doing your own souls? Horst pulls back the slide on his MP5. Father Kelly is horrified. CINDY This isn't something a prayer can fix, Father. Please. Get out of the way. Let us do our job. FATHER KELLY And how do you know this, this poor boy, is responsible for the horror you describe? Dollan turns around, "scanning" with his laptop and dish. CINDY The paramedics filed a report on their computer. It got routed to our office. Lukas Muller was clinically dead for seven minutes. Suddenly he sat up and said, "I can make Halloween real." You know what? He did. That's exactly when they started crawling out of the woodwork. That's when the first deaths occurred. FATHER KELLY What you describe is impossible. CINDY You'd think, wouldn't you? DOLLAN We got Theta radiation sources approaching the hospital from all directions. He looks at the boy. DOLLAN It's him. He knows we're here. He's calling for help. HORST Nothing personal, Father, but if you don't move, I will have to shoot you. Father Kelly spreads his arms wide. FATHER KELLY Then shoot me, my son, for I cannot stand by and let an innocent die. Cindy whacks him on the head with her pistol, and catches him as he sags. CINDY Forgive me, Father. She drags him aside. Horst takes aim at the boy. INT. HOSPITAL RECEPTION - NIGHT The Nurse talks urgently to two SECURITY GUARDS and points to the elevators. They all look round as the entrance doors crash open and a horde of Creatures enters. NURSE Hey, this is a hospital, no trick or treat... A Dracula glides up to her and stares into her eyes. The Nurse's expression goes slack. The Dracula buries his fangs in her neck. The Security Guards draw their guns but they're overwhelmed by the Creatures and dragged down before they can fire a single shot. AT THE ELEVATOR DOORS A Frankenstein Monster stares at the buttons, trying to figure them out. A Wolfman steps up beside him. His hairy paw slaps a button. DING! The door slides open. The Frankenstein Monster grunts, and lumbers inside. The Wolfman and other Creatures squeeze in after him until they're all crushed together like a charity stunt. The last one in is a Mummy. The door slides shut. DING! The door slides open again. The Mummy is pushed out. A Dracula points at a sign. MAXIMUM LOAD 20 PERSONS. The door shuts again leaving the Mummy behind. The Mummy MOANS. INT. HOSPITAL ROOM - NIGHT Horst lowers his MP5 without shooting. CINDY For Christ's sake, do it. HORST I can't. My own son... the memories haunt me still. CINDY Damn your emotional baggage. Then I guess it's up to me. She steps up beside the boy. Puts a gun to his head. CINDY Sorry sweetie. You should have learned to keep your mutant telekenetic powers under control. Especially at Halloween. The boy's eyes snap open! Cindy starts in surprise. She recovers, and thumbs back the hammer. He stares at her. Sweat drips from her forehead. Her shaking finger tightens on the trigger-- Her eyes flick to the window. The curtains are moving. She spins round and takes aim with both guns. A cloaked Dracula glides out from behind the curtains. His hypnotic eyes fix on Cindy. Her face goes slack, her eyes cross, her tongue sticks out, she slowly lowers her guns. DOLLAN Dude's got control of Cindy's mind! Horst, do something! Horst takes aim but the Dracula stares at him with glowing eyes, and Horst freezes. Father Kelly rises from the floor holding a wooden crucifix. FATHER KELLY Back, thing of evil. Back, I say! The Dracula bares his fangs and retreats toward the window. Father Kelly follows him. The Dracula hits the window sill and topples out -- grabs Kelly's jacket sleeve -- pulls him out after him. FATHER KELLY AAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaahhh--! He's gone! Horst and Cindy shake their heads, waking up. DOLLAN Cindy, are you all right? CINDY Son of a bitch made me come in my pants. DOLLAN I hate when that happens. Cindy looks down -- sees the crucifix Father Kelly must have dropped. She snatches it up, shows it to the boy. He SCREAMS and covers his face with his arms. His reaction surprises Cindy. Dollan presses forward and works his laptop. CINDY He's not a mutant telekinetic. He's possessed! DOLLAN Confirmed! Level one demonic infestation. It's inside him. HORST Switching to silver ammo. Horst ejects his MP5's magazine and slams in a new magazine from his belt. Dollan steps out of harm's way. CINDY Forget it. Cellular regeneration will outstrip damage. HORST What? CINDY His wounds will close up quicker than you can shoot bullets. DOLLAN Then what do we do? The door slams open -- Creatures push into the room. Horst and Dollan retreat to the bed. A Frankenstein Monster swats Horst's MP5 out of his hands. They wrestle like WWF heavyweights, grunting and snarling. A Wicked Witch swings her broom at Dollan who ducks and retreats. DOLLAN You better think of something, Cindy! And make it fast! Cindy bends over the boy and whispers while he stares up at her with crazy eyes. CINDY Was it really an accident? Or did you give that wheel a little nudge, huh? Just enough to hit the boy? The boy grins madly. CINDY Nice touch with the monsters. Pretty classy. Shows imagination. But if you don't come out of there and get lost? I'll show the boy my titties. She opens her top shirt buttons. The boy's grin vanishes. CINDY Care to guess how powerful the hormone reaction of a 12-year-old boy will be? You'll be ejected from his body -- the hard way. Cindy opens more buttons. A glimpse of lacy bra and succulent breasts. CINDY Just think of the embarrassment. Having to tell your demon buddies how you left your host. Whoosh! What a rush! Well, get ready. Here they come... The boy frantically shakes his head from side to side. Cindy steps back and turns her head away, as-- A SHOCK WAVE ripples outward from the bed, blowing through the room like a storm wind, knocking everyone down. The wind dies away. Horst, Dollan and Cindy slowly pick themselves up. The Creatures are gone. As if they never existed. The boy lies peacefully asleep on the bed. CINDY Happy Halloween, freak. The boy opens his eyes and looks blankly at Cindy. BOY Where am I? What happened? CINDY Don't worry, kid. You'll be okay. INT. HOSPITAL CORRIDOR - NIGHT Horst, Dollan and Cindy jog along. FREEZE FRAME. SUPER: DEMON SQUAD EXT. CITY STREET - NIGHT NEWS CAMERA POV Cop cars and burning fires in background. GIRL REPORTER --unconfirmed reports of a trio of heroes who took on the creatures at the local hospital, and somehow sent them all back to whatever Hell they came from. This is Shelley Longhorn, reporting for Channel Kay Nine-- CUT TO BLACK: CUE STIRRING ROBOCOP-TYPE MUSIC. FADE OUT 10/05§