Christopher receives a distressed phone call from an unknown person in the middle of the night asking for help. The next day, he learns that a boy from his school, Geoffrey Hawkins, was found dead after falling from a building. Christopher realizes this was likely the person who called him. He calls Geoffrey's phone but it goes to voicemail. He then gets a cryptic call from someone named Oliver, implying Geoffrey's death was planned by "another one." They agree to meet to discuss further.

1. The Hidden
By Thomas Atkinson and Jacob Wilson

2. Audio of distorted scenes from film, slow
crescendo of sound until it is interrupted by:
INT: A bedroom. On the bed is a boy, 15 years
of age. A phone is ringing. He picks up.
Fade to black, slow fade up to EXT: A field,
with a building next to it. A body lies still
on the grass, twisted out of shape. Audio of
phone conversation continues.
Christopher: Hello?
Voice on phone: (scared, breathing heavily)
Help me.
Fade to black, slow fade up to INT: The
bedroom, Christopher is now sat up, talking on
the phone.
Christopher: Who is this?
Voice on phone: (scared, breathing heavily)
He’s found me.
Fade to black, white flash to EXT: The field,
police lights are beginning to appear around
the body.
Christopher: Who? Who’s found you?
Line goes dead. Fade to black. Cut to:
INT: Christopher’s bedroom. It is daytime. Sun
is shining through the window. Christopher is
lying on his bed staring up at the ceiling.
Across from him in a chair is a boy who is
about his age, sat thinking. This is Icarus.

3. Icarus: You worked it out yet?
Chris turns to him, confused.
Chris: Who?
Icarus: On the phone. Last night.
Chris: Oh, that. Why do you need to ask me?
Icarus: I’m curious.
Chris: Icarus, I’m not in the mood.
Icarus: Don’t get annoyed.
Chris: I’m pretty sure it doesn’t matter if I
do, I’d just be getting angry at myself.
Icarus: Look, Chris…
Icarus sits up in his chair.
Icarus: Forget, for a moment, that I’m in your
head. Try to have a conversation with me, like
I’m a real person.
Chris sighs and sits up on his bed.
Chris: Why would a person needing help call me?
This guy sounded pretty scared.
Icarus: Maybe it was a prank call?
Chris: No, it was at 3 in the morning, nobody
prank calls people at that hour on a mobile
phone.
Icarus: Well, to be honest, it’s not going to
help if you keep denying everything. Think

4. about possible reasons that you could have been
called for help.
Chris: Well, what have you come up with?
Icarus sighs and shuffles in his chair.
Icarus: Well, given that I am a projection of
your subconscious, I have no way of telling you
the answer if you don’t know it.
Chris: I know, but can’t you just help me out
and try to work out what’s going on?
Woman: (offscreen, downstairs) Chris, lunch.
Chris: OK, mum.
Camera pulls out from Chris to reveal that
Icarus is gone. Chris gets up and goes
downstairs.
Cut to: INT: Downstairs. The kitchen. Chris
walks in and begins eating breakfast. His mum
is washing up. The radio is on.
Radio voice: There is widespread panic in the
south England area after a 15-year-old boy was
found dead after being thrown off a building in
a local school. The boy has yet to be
identified but authorities are now saying that
they are looking for clues as to the killer’s
identity. Wait… I’m now getting word that there
is word on the identity of the victim… his name
has been confirmed as Geoffrey Hawkins.
Chris slowly realises what may have happened.

5. Cut to: INT: Chris’ bedroom where he is
scrolling through his contacts on his phone. He
finds the one that he needs. He dials. It rings
and goes to answerphone.
Answerphone message: Hi, this is Geoffrey. You
know how this works.
Chris, distraught, hangs up. He immediately
gets a call from someone named Oliver.
Chris: Oliver, what is it?
Oliver: Is this Chris?
Chris: Yes, of course.
Oliver: Do you know who I am?
Chris: You had another one didn’t you?
Oliver: Apparently. That’s what I wrote.
Chris: Was there something important?
Oliver: Nothing.
Chris: All right, let’s meet in an hour.
Chris hangs up and puts his head in his hands.
Cut to: Scene 2