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    Driver skids off into the night. Prince
    stands there trembling, watches as it
    disappears into the distance.

    DISSOLVE TO:

    (99) EXT. PRINCE’S HOUSE — NIGHT

    Prince pulls up to the wooden gate, cuts
    the motor, gets off. He walks wearily
    across the porch, moves to the front
    door — it’s wide open. He thinks
    nothing of it, cuts into the house,
    closes it behind him.

    (100) INT. PRINCE’S HOUSE — GROUND FLOOR — NIGHT

    He stands by the door motionless, a
    curious look on his face. The STEREO is
    on, the NEEDLE skipping monotonously
    along the record. His mouth opens into
    a spasm–

    PRINCE
    Dad…?

    Silence. A sudden dread courses through
    him, leaving a hollow in his stomach.
    His feet are like lead. He moves
    heavily into the room–

    PRINCE
    Mom…?

    Nothing. Panic sets in. He STREAKS
    down the hallway, twists open the
    bedroom door — it’s empty. Blue NIGHT
    LIGHT glows through the windows.
    CURTAINS play delicately in the breeze.
    He’s thoughtful, walks back into the
    living room…

    …the COFFEE TABLE is SMASHED. He
    looks at it curiously, wondering
    stupidly if it had always been like
    that. Then sudden bolt of fear makes
    his head swim. A lamp, a porcelain
    dish, some knickknacks on the mantle —