The final draft of my ghost story script to be used for recording. The ending has been altered slightly from the original draft.

1. The Cult of Stonehenge
By
David Lee
Final Script Draft: 3/12/2019
NARRATOR
In the final months of 2019, a shy, young novelist arrived in
the county of Wiltshire. Her name was Eithne Knight and she
had come to the quiet village to find inspiration for her next
novel. One night, as she began writing, she heard chanting,
chanting so loud it would be powerful enough to summon
the devil. Initially dismissing it as a figment of her
imagination, it returned on the second night even clearer
than before. “What on Earth is making that noise?” asked
Eithne, almost stricken with panic. Gathering her courage,
she went to investigate the source of the disturbance and
instantly discovered that the noise was emanating from the
ancient monument of Stonehenge. And so, the next day she
organised a trip to the library to try and make sense of what
was going on.
As Eithne worked through the documents related to the
group, like blood pouring from an open wound, she began to
discover that the group she heard last night was named The

2. Cult of Stonehenge and had been formed over more than
two-thousand years ago, congregating at Stonehenge once
every two-hundred years. Whenever these religious sects
gathered, they would target people, like Eithne, who were
grieving the loss of a loved one, brainwash them and
eventually kill them once their purpose had been fulfilled.
Now that she was in possession of this information, Eithne
now found herself in two minds over what to do: To pack up
and leave or to face the Cult of Stonehenge head-on.
Tired from the investigative work she had done all day,
Eithne returned to her cottage and fell asleep, hoping to
remain in a state of slumber until nightfall, when she
expected the chanting noises to return. Once night fell, she
awoke and began to suspect that she was not the only one in
the house. Perhaps the cult had heard of her investigation
and the leader had dispatched of its members to ensure her
silence. The thought had briefly occurred to Eithne as she
stirred from her sleep, but her priority now was to escape.
So, under cover of darkness, she attempted to tip-toe quietly
down the stairs, with the creaking of floorboardsoccasionally
breaking the silence.
(sound of creaking floorboards to be heard)
But then her study door began to creak open. Was it a
ghost? Or was it something else entirely? Regardless, it was
enough to force her to drop her quiet escape and make a run
straight for the ancient monument instead.

3. (Sound of running feet across gravel or another surface)
Exhausted and running as fast as her feet would carry her,
Eithne stopped to catch her breath when, before her, she
saw… Stonehenge. It was what she saw beyond, however,
that caused her heart to fall. Ghosts flying across the night
sky, reanimated skeletons patrolling the circles like guards
and, at the centre of it all, cult members reciting Latin
incantations. She knew that if she failed to intervene then
and there, it would surely mean the end of the world.
Fumbling around in her left coat pocket, she discovered a
couple of faded, brown pages she had taken from the library,
both of which she discovered containeda passage that, when
recited, would send the dead back to their graves. In order to
do that, however, she would have to bring the cult to her.
Thankfully, she was not alone as her friends Ellie, Maria and
Luke arrived at the timeliest opportunity and she knew that,
with their help, she could defeat the Cult once and for all and
send them into disarray. All four began reciting the Latin
passages in unison as they sat in a circle within the first wave
of rocks with Eithne’s intonation becoming more and more
urgent as the cult and its leader began to quicken their
approach. Now reciting the passages with more and more
urgency, Eithne arched her head back in pain as green,
spiritual energy began coursing through her body.

4. She stood up and towered over the cult, now a being of
immense power. “You will no longer profane this place with
your presence”, she exclaimed in an otherworldly voice. “This
monument belongs to the living, not the dead, not those who
are bound to the wills of a false god. Leave this sacred
monument and never return!” In fear of this being that bore
Eithne’s appearance, they fled, never to return, and she
turned her attention to the spirits that still remained.
Knowing full well that she would turn her wrath upon them
for defiling the land of the living, the ghosts and skeletons
returned to their final resting places, shimmering away and
crumbling into a pile of ash as they did.
(crumbling and shimmering sound effect to be heard at the
same time)
When all was finally quiet, the spiritual energy faded from
Eithne’s body and, overwhelmed by the experience, instantly
passed out. Two whole days passed before Eithne fully
regained consciousness. When she finally awoke, her friends,
who remained to look after her following the ordeal,
informed her of all that had transpired over the past two
days. She breathed a tremendous sigh of relief upon learning
that the leader of the cult had been arrested for crimes
undisclosed as it meant that the Cult of Stonehenge, her
sworn enemy, had finally been disbanded and their scheme,
which they had planned for so long, had been thwarted by a
young woman as it was so many years ago. As Eithne began

5. to start typing the first chapter of her book at long last, she
suddenly realised that she was in desperate need of a title.
Inspired by the events of recent days, she eventually settled
upon “The Cult of Stonehenge.” Her story was only just
beginning.
(sound of typewriter mechanisms clicking)
The End.
Note: Highlighted dialogue indicates lines that have been cut
from the finished product or have not been recorded at all.