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• EXT. VACANT LOT – DAY


• It starts to rain.


• Nicholas doesn’t move from his ditch.


• A SPECTRAL FORM appears before him.


• SPECTRAL FORM
• How’s it going, boyo?


• Nicholas pays no mind. It starts to rain harder.


• SPECTRAL FORM
• I brought you something to eat.


• The spectral form holds out a bag from a fast food restaurant.


• Nicholas doesn’t move.


• SPECTRAL FORM
• C’mon, it’s good for you.


• Nicholas looks up.


• NICHOLAS FREDLAND
• That’s so nice of you, but I don’t deserve it. I’m a no good shit.


• SPECTRAL FORM
• Don’t talk like that. Buck up. You’ll feel better after you eat.


• Nicholas sits up and takes the bag. He opens it and brings out a hamburger. The burger is instantly soaked with rain as Nicholas unwraps it.


• NICHOLAS FREDLAND
• (with mouth full of hamburger)
• This doesn’t taste like anything.


• SPECTRAL FORM
• What the hell do you expect? It’s a hallucination, you crazy motherfucker.


• Nicholas looks and sees that he is alone. There is nothing but mud in his hands.


• NICHOLAS FREDLAND
• (spitting out mud)
• I gotta get my damn act together.