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T H E S U F F E R I N G By Jonathan Wilshin ACT 1 EXT. OCEAN-NIGHT We skim along the dark rippling water towards our destination, a deep fog surrounding us, but we cut swiftly through it. Words form on the screen and a deep voice is heard, reading out the letters. VOICE Carnate is a small island, And has been used by the U.S.A Since World War 2, when it was A POW camp. Now, it serves as a Prison reserved for the most Brutal kind of criminals. Abbot Penitentiary, which has the highest Suicide and homicide rate in any Prison owned by the Maryland Corporation. The island has a less then flattering history, And it seems like it brings out the Worst in everyone. The words fade away, and we pan up to reveal: EXT. CARNATE ISLAND-NIGHT The island is small, with dark caves and rugged edges along its walls, like a natural fortress. EXT. CARNATE ISLAND-WOODS The woods are made up of old thick trees surrounded by a deep, endless dark. All is silent. Suddenly, we hear the snap of twigs as something approaches. We pan towards the direction of the noise, and we see two torchlights shine as something moves towards us. Four inmates, two with torches, dressed in orange prisoner attire. They run forward, all armed with guns, and then stop, out of breath. They are all strong, muscular, except for one person, their leader, who is slimmer then his cohorts. His name is Jack, and the other inmates are Wayne, Bruce and Ross. BRUCE Thank god, we escaped. WAYNE Not all of us. Where’s Smithy? Jack? JACK Dead. Thomas got him. ROSS He already killed Mike, Rupert and Phil! JACK Forget about Thomas For the moment, man. WAYNE He’ll Kill us all. ROSS Maybe we should go back… JACK No, I am not going back To jail. Not to that. BRUCE No…not to that. JACK James has a car around Here somewhere, where Is it? There was a path, There was a path! ? POV We linger behind some trees, focused on Jack and his team, who are lit only by their torches. They seem small