INT. JONATHAN HOUSE - NIGHT
A stormy night. Lightning flashes, revealing an old Victorian house perched on a hill. The wind howls through the trees.
INT. LIVING ROOM - NIGHT
Jaida (late 20s, adventurous) and Mercedes (early 30s, pragmatic) huddle together, laughing and sipping wine. The atmosphere is warm, yet the flickering candlelight casts eerie shadows.
JAIDA
This place is amazing, Merce. You sure your cousin won't mind us crashing here?
MERCEDES
(chuckles)
Nah, she's in Europe. The house is ours for the weekend.
Suddenly, the power goes out. The room plunges into darkness.
JAIDA
Great, just what we need.
They light candles, their faces tense with uncertainty. A KNOCK on the door startles them.
MERCEDES
Who could that be in the middle of nowhere?
Jaida cautiously approaches the door, opens it slightly. Adarius (40s, ominous) stands there, rain-soaked and uninvited.
ADAIRUS
(sly smile)
Hello, ladies. Mind if I come in?
JAIDA
(uneasy)
Who are you?
ADAIRUS
Call me Adarius. I was just passing by, and I noticed your lights were on. Thought I'd seek refuge from the storm.
Mercedes eyes Adarius suspiciously.
MERCEDES
Sorry, but we were just leaving.
Before they can shut the door, Adarius's demeanor changes, his smile turning into a menacing grin.
ADAIRUS
I wouldn't be in such a hurry if I were you. You never know what's out there in the dark.
They exchange uneasy glances as Adarius pushes the door open, revealing a sinister intent. The women retreat into the living room.
INT. LIVING ROOM - CONTINUOUS
JAIDA
(whispering)
We need to get out of here.
MERCEDES
(nervous)
Agreed. Let's find a way.
As they tiptoe through the house, Adarius's shadow looms behind them, blending with the darkness.
The atmosphere thickens, suspense building as the chase begins in the labyrinthine house, each creak and gust of wind amplifying the fear.
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