The girl with the charm bracelet.

INT - ZOE ROOM - DAY

Open sequence on a small cluttered room. A shower is running in the background and a young woman can be heard singing 'Hero'. The room obviously belongs to someone full of hopes and dreams. Pinned to a wall are maps and images of exotic lands cut out of the national geographic and circled as a confirmation that ZOE will one day visit them. Riddled between these landscapes are photographs of friends and family filling the room with memories of a care free childhood. In the centre of the board two young girls pull wild faces whilst latching onto each others shoulders as if at any minute they might launch into the air fueled by sherbet straws and the latest spice girls tune. They are dressed in the attire of their idols, short skirts and cropped t-shirts, a mish mash of colours like a skittles packet, on each of their arms they wear a friendship bracelet.

Beside the board is a shelf full of literary classics of old and new piled on top of each other becoming one ensemble of journeys bursting with life. On the desk a similar disarray of odds and ends can be found, consisting of empty wrappers, head phone cables and sketches of strangers found on the street. Amist this chaos a white macbook lays open showing an unfinished poem entitled 'The Satisfaction of Remembrance'. Further along the desk a wide screen television has been left on mute, showing an old film about fairies and witches. Beside this is a long mirror reflecting a half open door into which it is possible to make out the interior of a bathroom.

Inside the shower ZOE's face is crimson red from the heat of the water which steams off of her face. She loves sweeping her hair onto her back whilst singing into a make shift nivea microphone, the water engulfs her like an applauding crowd as she hits all the octaves in the song. On the arm which is holding the soap bottle she wears the same bracelet, the letters have now faded. On the television Hansel and Gretal are lured into the Gingerbread house, they are over come with excitement at the treats before them. ZOE is now shaving her legs, by her feet rests a bottle of 'Herbal Essence' and a pink body scrub.

ZOE: SHIT!

An ounce of blood runs slowly down her leg and contaminates the water. As the short shock of pain rushes through her nervous system she grimaces, resembling the face she pulled when trying to hit the highest Mariah note. On the television Gretal slices her finger whilst chopping carrots.

ZOE is out of the shower and wrapped in a towel from across her breasts down to her knee. Placing a plaster over the cut she smiles to herself, finding it funny that Mickey Mouse is still required to cheer her up. As she brushes her teeth she competes with her reflection in face spasms and creating the funniest sounds. Next in the routine is mouth wash gurgling and the prize goes to whoever can resemble an orangoutang most realistically. This effect is only heightened by the stinging sensation that builds up throughout the mouth before spurting the green liquid out and into the sink.

Another smile. ZOE must resort to games from her childhood in order to get her through this dull chore.

Next she pulls on her tights slowly feeling the material cling onto her legs. She jumps into a short denim skirt and adjusts her brightly coloured strap top. As she opens her cupboard an overwhelming amount of clothing greets her.It is difficult to decide whether she should wear a long flowery top, or perhaps something low cut and sexy is more appropriate? She realises an equally large pile of discarded garments has mounted behind her and so eventually settles on a fuzzy pink jumper. Great first impressions amongst old acquaintances are vital.

On the television a lady drapes a fur coat around herself, perhaps Carella Devil or someone else sinister.

Back in front of the mirror ample time is spent on applying Mascara, funky eye shadow and scarlet lipstick.
She puts on her all stars and straps her camera around her neck before stopping to make her final pose in front of mirror and leaving.

EXT - CITY - DAY

Seagulls flying across a blue sky, fighting on the ground and eating. ZOE takes pictures of many these birds whilst standing on a bridge over water. She also seeks out strangers that interest her and tries to capture their magic on camera. She is obviously trying to kill time, excited about whoever she is going to meet.

EXT - STREET TOWARDS BRIDGE - DAY

POV - Anonymous

Walking along a street looking from side to side in curiousity it is obvious that this person is not sure of their surroundings.
The ground is dirty and cobbled with yesterdays aftermath of a downpour still collected between it.
As the person crosses the street a car screeches behind them, a horn blasts as they leap forward to avoid a collision.
Panting they rush to the end of the road and around the corner where suddenly the sun beams down and they look up.
Coming to a halt a small bridge comes into light, highlighting the back of ZOE's head who stands upon it looking through her camera in the opposite direction.
SLR in hand ZOE turns slowly in her friends direction, catching their eye she exclaims loudly before rushing down the stairs to reach the same level.

ZOE: Holy Shit! I can't believe you came!

She leaps forward to embrace her friend.

ZOE: (Rapidly) You look great, how have you been? Your early, how did you find getting - Wait!

Positioning herself to the side of them she holds out her camera at arms length, pointing it back towards them both.

ZOE: FANNYS!

Flash

Whiteout.

EXT - VARIOUS LOCATIONS - WHITE HAZE - DAY

POV - Anonymous

Flash through images of ZOE spending time with her friend.

Flash

They are at a funky clothe market stall. ZOE is enjoying sifting through a range of eccentric attire. She drapes a scarf over her shoulder, finds a loud red hat, puts on some shades and commences to strut around in high heals in her best Patsy impersonation. Looks in the mirror. Takes a picture of her friend.

Flash

Although ditching the hat and scarf ZOE has chosen to stick with the glasses as she skips alongside her friend, sucking a cherry lollipop.

Flash

Sitting across at a table ZOE laughs whilst holding an orange smoothy. She has placed the glasses upon her head.

Flash

Standing on a park path amidst a tunnel of trees ZOE faces her friend snapping away. After a few shots she runs up to hand the camera over, the friend backs away turning around.
ZOE is playing underneath a blossoming pink flowered tree. She slys around the trunk in a teasing manner, sliding one leg up it and tossing her hair back. She then continues to spring around the area like a child dancing to music. She tosses petals up in the air like confetti so that they fall back down all around her. Laughing towards her friend she throws some more in their face.

Blackout

EXT - UNDER THE BRIDGE - NIGHT

POV - Anonymous

Everything is black. Nothing moves. Nothing can be seen. Rapid panting is heard.
The person tries to open their eyes but they shut close again quickly. Blinks again to the same effect. Forces their eyes open.
Their view is blurred. They are lying on the ground and focused on their own hand that is stretched out before them.
Blood drips from their direction forming a clogged crimson swamp between the cracks in the road.
In the distance a figure who looks like ZOE is sitting against the wall with her knees held to her chest and her head dropped in her hands.
Focuses back on their hand and the blood. Notices the friendship bracelet splattered in red liquid.
Eyes close.

Blackout

INT - ZOE ROOM - NIGHT

The door swings inwards with ZOE, clutching the handle, staggering into the room and falling on her hands. As she attempts to pick herself up she glances in the direction of the bathroom. After two failed attempts at standing up she chooses to crawl towards it. As she does so her mind flashes to polarized moments of what happened during the black out.

Flash

EXT - STREET - FLASHBACK 1 - DUSK

The scene seems distant and indifferent. A ringing sound can be heard throughout.

Over the persons shoulder ZOE is standing distraught at the end of a long road, light shines behind her but the sides shadows close in gloomily.

ZOE: I'm sorry! Hold on for gods sake let's just forget about it.

She runs forward.

ZOE: Please, it's not my fault!

Her voice echoes, getting further away as she approaches.

Flash

INT - ZOE BATHROOM 1- NIGHT

In the room on all fours she reaches up with one hand to the sink and pulls her self up slowly.
Once her head hangs over the side she instantly pukes into it.

Flash

EXT - STREET - FLASHBACK 2 - DUSK

POV ANONYMOUS

ZOE: I'm not going to hurt you.

Struggles to break free but ZOE is holding on and looking dead pan into her face. Struggles again.

ZOE: Just calm down it's going to be o-

A kick is heard and ZOE screams and drops down to her left.

Her face grimaces and she musters strength to turn back up and raise her elbow fast.

SMACK. Swirls dazed.

ZOE: I'm not going to hurt you.

SMACK. Fall to the floor.

Close up of ZOE as her face rages and swings repeatedly. Blood squirts onto her skin. Constantly shouting.

ZOE: I'm NOT going to hurt you. I'm NOT going to hurt you.

Flash

INT - ZOE BATHROOM 2 - NIGHT

She hits the tap to wash the sick away and reaches for her toothbrush, knocking over all of her make up in the process. In the midst of her fumbling she grabs the soap and throws it across the room whilst screaming. She falls down onto her front and cries with her head squashed on it's side against the tiled floor. She mutters continuously to herself.

ZOE: I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry (gasp) , oh fuck

EXT - STREET - FLASHBACK 3 - DUSK

Close up of ZOE sitting on the ground against the wall. Wipes tears from face. Gets up slowly letting out a cry of pain. Notice a large bruise on one leg. Once up she pauses, leaning against the wall before limping away. Her figure seems small against the gaping tunnel as she leaves it behind her.

Fade out

INT - ZOE BATHROOM 3 - NIGHT

ZOE takes off her top and socks drops them onto a pile of clothes on the floor drenched in blood.
She stands in the shower letting the water flow over her face. Blinks occasionally. Lets water run in and out of her half open mouth.

Fade out

ZOE looking into mirror whilst brushing teeth. Emotionless.

Fade out

Dressed in night time clothes she stands by her desk, reaches into a drawer and takes out a black marker.
Removes the picture of herself and friend from the wall. Erases her friends face with the pen.
Opens up a small box she has on top of the shelf. Places the picture inside.
Puts the lid back on the pen and returns it to the drawer. Leaves the box open and climbs into her bed turning towards the wall and looking into camera.
Inside the box the picture rests above many other photographs of groups of people, all have their face blacked out except for ZOE.

End Film