Mackenzie is trapped in her home in a state of panic and fear. She receives voicemails from her mother saying that her father has been injured and is in the hospital. In a daze, Mackenzie hadn't heard the messages until she snaps out of it. Upon listening to the voicemails, she is shocked and drops her phone. She hurries to put on her shoes to go to the hospital but struggles to leave her home. Once outside, she walks swiftly toward the hospital but is frightened by passing cars. Staring at the ground, she continues on anxiously and tearfully until the hospital comes into view.

1. Trapped
By
Grace Johansson
2016 gracejohansson19991@gmail.com

2. 1 EXT. CITY - DAY 1
A small, common looking city on the outskirts of London. An
average size, modern seeming house.
2 INT. LIVING ROOM - DAY 2
A phone rings and gradually gets louder as the need for an
answer gets more aggressive.
Camera is looking at smartphone as it buzzes continuously.
[VO]
"Mackenzie it’s bad, your father has been injured you need
to get to the hospital now!"
"I’m begging you Mackenzie please get here as quick as
possible I need some family comfort".
"MACKENZIE, please I’m begging you pick up the phone I have
no idea where the hell you are but I always worry about you"
"Mackenzie you’re starting to worry me I haven’t heard from
you in hours what has happened to you".
"MACKENZIEEEE"
Mackenzie, a female teenager in her late teens sits deserted
on an empty, darkly coloured sofa, cowering into the corner
as much as possible, her eyes wide with fear as her knees
are brought up to her chest. Trapped in a daze, her youthful
gaze is focused on nothing in particular she just stares
into space whilst leaves rustle in her peripheral vision.
Mackenzie is so deep in her thoughts and her daze that she
doesn’t hear the voicemails come in from her mother.
A tear slides down the face of Mackenzie, she cannot bear to
be the way that she is and be confined to a space for so
long.
Mackenzie suddenly snaps out of her daze, panicking.
Quickly reaching towards the table where she left her phone
she dials 3 numbers on her phone to listen for her messages.
First Voicemail:
"Mackenzie it’s bad, your father has been injured you need
to get to the hospital now!"
Second Voicemail:
(CONTINUED)

3. CONTINUED: 2.
"I’m begging you Mackenzie please get here as quick as
possible I need some family comfort".
Third Voicemail:
"MACKENZIE, please I’m begging you pick up the phone I have
no idea where the hell you are but I always worry about you"
Fourth Voicemail:
"Mackenzie you’re starting to worry me I haven’t heard from
you in hours what has happened to you".
Fifth Voicemail:
"MACKENZIEEEE"
In shock, Mackenzie drops her phone and covers her mouth in
horror.
Mackenzie stands up hurriedly and begins to walk quickly
towards her narrow, claustrophobic hallway to put on her
shoes as swiftly as possible, jumping as she sees her own
reflection in the corner of her eye in her hallway mirror.
Immediately afterwards, although she is in a rush, she
treads her floorboards carefully to not startle herself
anymore.
3 EXT. ROAD - DAY 3
The door is finally open after Mackenzie goes through a
personal struggle. It is difficult for Mackenzie to leave
and she can be seen hesitating in her doorway still unsure.
Mackenzie proceeds towards a main road swiftly, not paying
attention to her surroundings. She looks down at the floor
as she approaches a small, busy crossing.
4 EXT. CITY - DAY 4
A small, aggravating car zooms past, frightening her half to
death and it jolts her and terrifies her.
She is shaken but continues to wander along the road,
looking around her and scrutinising the area cautiously.
Traffic lights can be seen in the near distance, focusing on
the lights and only what is in front of her an anxious,
upset and approaching the point of tears Mackenzie walks
just a little faster, sniffling as she makes her way along
the path as speedily as possible.

4. 3.
Countless amounts of cars, small, red, long, silver, black
made their way past her. Turning her head away from the cars
Mackenzie looks straight ahead, staring at the path in front
of her. Finally... She can see her long awaited destination
up ahead.