WE OPEN on a little house in a small, rundown midwestern neighborhood. Everything is dead and rotting.
DAISY, a little girl, has found her birthday presents and is tearing them open by herself.
SYD, a moody older sister is dying her hair blue.
SYD angrily swipes a slice and begins peeling the pepperonis off one-by-one.
SYD orders a pizza from The Cryptic Crust. A handsome young pizza boy answers and takes her order incorrectly.
YOUNGER DAISY is laying in bed unable to sleep, she tosses and turns until something catches the corner of her eye.
A blue mess.
Black & white horse figurines sit on the dresser, but the black one has toppled over and shattered.
THE KITCHEN is charming but messy, Pink dish gloves sit near the shore of the stale sink, heavy with dishes.
Daisy, don't you notice anything strange about this guy? Why is he wearing so many clothes...
YOUNGER DAISY slowly reaches for a flashlight from her bedside table and turns it on.
Children's toys lay in the yard, overlooked by a dark woods that line the property.
