Driver skids off into the night. Prince
stands there trembling, watches as it
disappears into the distance.
(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
Silence. A sudden dread courses through
him, leaving a hollow in his stomach.
His feet are like lead. He moves
heavily into the room–
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
…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 —