plastic sheeting covers the windowless top floor of the unfinished condos. the white suited forensics team work meticulously, led by the tireless dr. chad borman, delicately dusting anything and everything that might yield evidence.
a small television blares out today's top story.
marie steps cautiously through the unfinished concrete top floor, past the crime scene tape. in the dim light, her eyes dart to every corner, every shadow.
elena and marie stare each other down. you could cut the tension with a chainsaw, until.
elena and marie are locked in their carnal embrace, failing to notice the florescent lights flickering back on. suddenly elena feels the sharp pain of teeth biting into her neck.
chad reaches into an evidence bag filled with blue pills. he removes three.
elena scrambles across the concrete floor, desperately trying to make it to the relative safety of one of the support pillars. she sees the forensic uv light switch on the floor, reaches for it.
chad uses jay's teeth mouldings to bite elena, as marie trains jay's video camera on her, wailing on her in a drunken stupor.