Mackenzie receives voicemails from her mother saying that her father has been injured and is in the hospital. She is trapped in her home and enters a daze. When she listens to the voicemails, she realizes she needs to get to the hospital. She hurries to leave but is frightened by cars as she crosses the road. She comes across a lost little girl named Caroline and promises to help return her to her mother. While helping Caroline, Mackenzie's worries about her own family situation are temporarily forgotten.

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.
[OC]
"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 you’re starting to worry me I haven’t heard from
you in hours what has happened to you".
"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"
"I’m begging you Mackenzie please get here as quick as
possible I need some family comfort".
"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 deep in her thoughts and her daze.
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.
[Voicemail Voice, Phone Speaker]
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.
A tear slides down Mackenzie’s upset face.
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.
3 EXT. ROAD - DAY 3
Mackenzie struggles to open the front door, she hesitates in
the doorway.
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.
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.
(CONTINUED)

4. CONTINUED: 3.
Mackenzie stops abruptly as she comes to a small, little
girl that was definitely too young to be outside and away
from an adult of any kind. She slowly approaches the child
as to not scare her and bends down so she is nearer her
level.
"Hi I’m Mackenzie it seems as if you are a little lost,
what’s your name?"
"Caroline, I’m not sure what happened I was with my mummy in
the park near a hospital and then I was skipping along and
now I am here".
"Caroline I will be able to take you back to your mummy but
you have to trust me and take my hand, we have to cross some
big, scary roads okay?"
At this point Mackenzie’s full focus is on the little girl
before her, and her own worries are completely forgotten.
"Okay, when will I see my mummy again?"
"Soon Caroline, I promise, now let’s go, before we waste any
more time".
They begin to walk, hand in hand, along the back streets of
the city, not once does Caroline’s trust in Mackenzie seem
to waiver.
Countless amounts of cars, small, red, long, silver, black
made their way past them. 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.