INT. KORA’S KITCHEN. DAY.
Harold, Dylan, and Merna are in the kitchen eating breakfast. Kora walks in and tries to hide her face from them.
MERNA:
Kora! What are you doing here?
Harold notices something on her face. He stops her on the staircase and makes her show her face.
HAROLD:
Did you escape from jail?
KORA:
No, I was released.
She hands him some paperwork she had in her back pocket. Merna examines her wounds.
KORA:
I’m fine.
MERNA:
Someone attacked you!
HAROLD:
Why would you take the bus in
the middle of the night?
KORA:
I just wanted to be left alone,
for once! Look, you don’t have to
risk the house for my bail money
anymore, so let’s just forget it
ever happened, okay?
Kora heads upstairs. Merna sees blood on the back of her Kora’s head.
MERNA:
You cracked your skull open!
Kora feels the back of her head and finds dried blood.
HAROLD:
You’re going to the hospital.
KORA:
I-
HAROLD:
Don’t even try to argue! You’re
hurt and you need help, so you’re
going to the hospital. End of
discussion!
Kora unwillingly goes down to her parents. Merna throws her car keys to Dylan.
MERNA:
Take yourself to school.
DYLAN:
But I wanna know what’s wrong
with her!
MERNA:
We all do, dear.
KORA:
There’s nothing wrong with me!
HAROLD:
Really? You really wanna walk in
looking like hell and tell us
nothing is wrong?
Kora says nothing.
MERNA:
If you don’t tell us what’s
emotionally wrong, we’re at
least gonna make sure you’re
physically normal. Now, come on.
They leave.
INT. DOCTOR’S OFFICE. DAY.
The DOCTOR (same as Victorian Doctor but in modern dress) finishes sewing up her head.
DOCTOR:
You’re lucky your injury
wasn’t more serious!
KORA:
I’m lucky? That’s a joke!
DOCTOR:
You know, it could be worse.
I have some patients in a coma
that’d gladly change places
with you.
KORA:
Is that an option?
DOCTOR:
Sounds like you’re a little
emotionally disturbed.
KORA:
It’s not my emotions that
are disturbing me.
The doctor finishes patching her up.
DOCTOR:
As great as a person as you are,
I hope I don’t see you back here
for a while. If the person attacking
you isn’t going away, perhaps you
should start carrying a weapon.
KORA:
That’s a good idea, actually! Maybe
there is some hope for me.
DOCTOR:
Of course there’s hope-you’re alive,
aren’t you?
The doctor chuckles. Kora gives him a faint smile and leaves.
INT. LIBRARY. NIGHT.
Kora and Julian look exhausted as they thumb through books. Julian puts the book he was reading on top of a large pile and starts a new one.
LIBRARIAN:
The library is closing in five minutes.
JULIAN:
I think I’ve learned every Greek god
that’s ever existed, and yet we still
haven’t found him!
KORA:
He told me he has infiltrated the
minds of a lot of powerful men. I
don’t see anything in Ancient Greek
culture about that. I’m gonna check
this book about ancient gods from
cultures around the world.
JULIAN:
Well, we can see how much we can
read in five minutes. If not, maybe
we can try again another day.
KORA:
I may not last another day! He isn’t
telling me his name for a reason! If
we find out his identity, we’ll find
a way to stop him!
Julian silently agrees and keeps reading. He notices Kora’s eyes grow wide as she stares fixedly at page nineteen. Andrew enters, so Kora slams her book shut.
KORA:
How did you know I’d be here?
ANDREW:
I don’t know. So, you guys are
really into pagan religions, huh?
KORA:
What do you want?
ANDREW:
I’d like to know what you and
your lawyer are doing that
prompts this guy to kill for you.
KORA:
Don’t start following me!
ANDREW:
I’d stop if you just tell me
who is doing this.
KORA:
(sarcastically)
An Ancient Greek demigod is
trying to take me as his bride.
There, you happy now?
ANDREW:
Oh, very funny! I don’t understand
why you won’t cooperate with me
when all I wanna do is protect you!
KORA:
You’re just going to have to accept
that you can’t save everyone! Sorry,
Dudley Dooright, but I can’t be your
good deed for the day!
ANDREW:
You know what, fine! I give up!
I’ll just let you keep getting
attacked and blamed for murders
that you didn’t commit!
KORA:
Good!
ANDREW:
If you change your mind-
KORA:
I won’t!
ANDREW:
Your dad has my card.
KORA:
Great. You can leave now.
ANDREW:
Fine!
KORA:
Fine!
Andrew storms out.
LIBRARIAN:
The library is now closed. If you
have some books to check out, please
do so now. Otherwise, we open again
at nine a.m.
Julian grabs the book that Kora was looking at.
JULIAN:
I’m gonna check this out. Your mom
is outside waiting for you, right?
KORA:
(still angry)
Yeah.
Julian grins.
KORA:
What are you smiling at?
JULIAN:
Nothing. I’ll see you tomorrow!
Kora leaves, still a little huffy. Julian smiles knowingly and goes to the check out desk.
INT. KORA’S ROOM. NIGHT.
Still angry, Kora gets ready for bed. Before she can take her clothes off, Micky walks in with that same glazed look in his eyes. Kora takes off her shirt and throws it on top of his head. By the time Micky wrestles the shirt off, Kora is already in her pajamas. Micky jumps into the bed with her.
VELOS:
(through Micky)
I love you!
KORA:
Ugh!
Kora gets up, grabs her pillow, and leaves the room.
INT. DYLAN’S ROOM. NIGHT.
Dylan is sleeping when he hears a KNOCK on the door.
DYLAN:
Come in.
Kora walks in, embarrassed.
KORA:
This is gonna sound kinda dumb,
but can I sleep in here with you?
Kora’s eyes brim with tears. Dylan gets up, takes off a pillow and blanket from his bed, and sets up on the floor.
DYLAN:
Take my bed.
KORA:
Thank you!
Kora puts her pillow on his bed and lays down.
DYLAN:
Please get help for whatever
is bothering you!
KORA:
I’m trying!
Dylan looks at her sympathetically. Kora smiles appreciatively but turns away. She looks out at the night sky, which is full of shadows, and tries to go to sleep.