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Regular Pentagon: Danny Slaughter traded his soul long ago. Danny is the opposite of a Guardian Angle. The longer he knows you the more he hate you...  Back

Text Box: Daisy Bells – Tall, very lean wears lanyards with bells attached, depending on mood/situation different bells ring. She is a dark brunette with long flowing curls. Daisy likes to wear casual baggy dresses to hide her bruises. She is left alone most of the time. Her parents are busy with their own lives. They have money with nothing else going for them.     Dill Weed – Really thick head of hair, skinny. His most cherished possession is a small locket with a picture of his deceased mother.      Demons

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Folded Corner: MEET DANNY SLAUGHTER FADE IN: EXT. STREET - EARLY EVENING MIDDLE AMERICA Opening image: A truck driving up the road at high speed. In the horizon the glow of fires. The driver begins pressing his cell screen while hollering to it, clearly agitated. INSPECTOR JOHN HARRIS middle to late thirties rugged looking. JOHN HARRIS Come on Joan, call Joan... Dam it, stupid phone, smart phone my ass. CELL PHONE I’m sorry what did you say? Did you say; call John? Please try again. Outline of a young face can be seen in the rear view mirror 1/2 smiling. JOHN HARRIS No... shit... Joan, Joan! Joan up a head early thirties strawberry blond hair she is wrestling with a young girl. The girl breaks free runs into the house. The truck swerves up the road pulls into the driveway Harris gets out runs to the woman she is waling. JOAN Oh my God... Melissa, she’s in there, someone help... God please. JOAN (CONT’D) John its Melissa, she set the house a fire... He’s in her... It has her... Oh... You were right. I’ve got to save her. Joan breaks away, she tries running into the burning house Harris catches up to her tackling Joan. As they fall a ball of fire blows through the window, forcing Joan and Harris to the ground. MELISSA (O.S.) I’m yours, my master. Harris gets up walks over to the woman helps her up. JOHN HARRIS I’m sorry Joan, we tried, she was my niece too. JOAN It’s all my fault I should have believed you. JOHN HARRIS No, no one believed me. I’ve been one step behind it for years. Now it came for my family. CUT TO: A small frail looking young man walking, he stops at the end of a field looks back, gets a half smile, an explosion and a ball of fire can be seen off in the distance. As he pauses a bus pulls up he gets on it. As they drive away off in the distance a town a blaze, sounds of screaming, sirens, can be heard.  Money