Mystery in the Hall of Records

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              FADE IN:

              BEGIN TITLES

              INT. ANCIENT UNDERGROUND TUNNEL

              Music plays while shadowed archaeological team members walk
              down ancient tunnel, flashlights light up walls, show
              inscriptions, glyphs, titles in glyphs morph to center
              screen.

              END TITLES

              Music ends, flashlights lighting tunnel, glyphs like some
              ancient curse, foreboding, unnerving, images of torture,
              sacrifice and disease covered the walls on both sides.

              They are wearing the uniforms of ARI (Anomalous Retrieval and
              Investigations). A little known branch of the government, with
              crests on their shoulder which contain an insignia which has
              Orion's belt over the Great Pyramid.

              The team consists of, two men, and two women.

              George, age 45, the team leader, is a pensive man. Cultured,
              good looking leading man type with some grey hair.

              George stops to examine a large grotesque figure carved into
              the floor of the tunnel as his flashlight strikes it. It
              looks like a gargoyle with bulging eyes, fangs, and tongue
              sticking out.

                                  GEORGE
                        How ugly is that?

              Nicole, another member of the team, an African American woman
              about 37, shines her flashlight on it as well.

                                  Nicole
                        Looks like something from an alien
                        movie.

              Scott, age 38, slim, funny, expressive, history major, quick
              witted but easily distracted. Laura is his girlfriend.

                                  SCOTT
                        (somewhat scared, nervous)
                        Not the 'A' word, please not the 'A'
                        word. Not right now.

              Laura, young 37, girl next door, American sweetheart,
              innocent, lovable, has a thing for Scott.

                                  LAURA
                        Relax Scott. It looks Incan, Mayan
                        maybe?

              Something small moved in the shadows ahead, and they stop.
              Startled, sweating, flashlights scanning the tunnel. A small
              crack in the wall.

                                  LAURA
                        What was that?

                                  SCOTT
                        Probably just a mouse.

                                  LAURA
                        Please, not the 'M' word... not right
                        now.

              A tail moves back into crack under spotlight. They move on.

              The tunnel is over 5 miles long with almost perfectly square
              sides. The entire length, a cool breeze flows through against
              their faces. Like a sea breeze.

              Close up George, slight breeze blowing in face.

                                  GEORGE
                        Looks like a chamber up ahead.

              The tunnel opens up into the large hall.

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              INT. LARGE HALL 100 FEET ACROSS AND 100 FEET LONG

              Team members enter hall from tunnel.

              They scan the hall revealing large Egyptian-like statues
              beside columns, large table in center.

              Look of wonder on faces, leaning forward slightly, looking up
              and around, shining flashlights.

                                  SCOTT
                            (smiling with wonder)
                        Awesome.

                                  GEORGE
                            (To Nicole)
                        What's our position?

              Nicole checks GPS.

                                  Nicole
                        (a little surprised)
                        Four miles off the coast of
                        Bermuda.

                                  GEORGE
                        Remember Tut, touch nothing.

                                  SCOTT
                        Hey don't worry about me. I learned
                        my lesson about curses on our last
                        trip. I'm still itchy.

              In this great hall the inscriptions appeared to be of a
              different civilization entirely. More roundish. Larger.

                                  GEORGE
                        What do you think, Egyptian?

              It was as if this hall which was in Bermuda, had somehow been
              transported from ancient Egypt.

              The Winged Disk, the Eye of Ra, the symbolism was almost the
              same as any you might find in old Egypt.

                                  Nicole
                        Looks Egyptian... in a weird sort
                        of way.

              Their flashlights scan the hall. Something glistens on the
              back wall, reflecting towards them and their flashlights
              center on it.

              A large, gold disk. Perhaps 8 feet in diameter.

              They walk towards it, keeping their lights on it.

                                  GEORGE
                        (normal voice)
                        Eureka

              The group stands there in front of the disk, mesmerized by
              its beauty and wonder. George runs his hand along the edge.

                                  GEORGE
                        It's an inch thick. It must weigh
                        several tons.

                                  LAURA
                        Similar to the Sun Disk isn't it,
                        with those wings on either side?

              Flashlights scan the walls beside the disk showing wings
              engraved in the wall on either side. Then above disk, man
              with long woven beard on top of disk, carved into rock.

                                  SCOTT
                        Yes. Look at the character sitting
                        on the disk. I've seen this
                        before... near Babylon.

                                  LAURA
                        (puzzled)
                        What is this place?

                                  Nicole
                        Well I hate to say it, but it looks
                        like Edgar Cayce was right.

                                  GEORGE
                            (turning quickly to
                             Nicole)
                        The Hall of Records?

                                  Nicole
                        The Hall of Records.

              All of a sudden they weren't quite so tired from that 5 mile
              hike through the tunnel. All of a sudden the possibility of
              the greatest find known to man lay right around them.

                                  GEORGE
                        Fan out.

              Flashlights comb the walls. Showing gargoyles, native scenes,
              large flying birds, star map, strange animals, tricerotops as
              well.

                                  SCOTT
                        Can you believe this stuff?

                                  Nicole
                        Here!

              They all rush to her side, and there in front of her, a door.

              A smooth granite door, with gold metal pins for hinges, and
              round ring handle mechanism recessed in rock, looking far too
              modern or technologically advanced for any ancient
              civilization. Sealed with a large wax seal which went across
              the door to the door frame and to the wall beside it.

              Stamped into the wax, was the Eye of Ra.

              Zoom in on the wax seal.

                                  LAURA
                        Is there a bathroom around here?

                                  SCOTT
                        Looks like improv 101

                                  LAURA
                        I...I will be just over there. If
                        you hear me scream...

                                  GEORGE
                        Don't worry, there's no one here
                        but us chickens.

              George runs his fingers over the wax nervously.

              The air suddenly seems so thick you could cut it with a
              knife. Sweat beads on their foreheads.

                                  Nicole
                        Well?

              George rubs his chin.

                                  GEORGE
                            (reaching hand towards
                             Nicole)
                        Knife.

                                  SCOTT
                        Wait for Laura.

              Scott shines the flashlight beside the door onto the walls.

                                  SCOTT (CONT'D)
                            (nervously)
                        See anything about any curses on
                        these walls?

              They shine their flashlights along the walls beside the door
              and aside from these images which appeared to be Egyptian, of
              life along the Nile, there was no hint of anything sinister.

              Laura bounds back up to them.

                                  LAURA
                        Well?

              Nicole hands George her knife, George pauses, looks into her
              eyes, then turns and carves into the wax seal, along the edge
              of the door.

              This door was not a locked mystery requiring some clever
              device or knowledge to open. This door was meant to be easily
              opened.

              George turns the round golden ring handle within the recessed
              enclosure on the door and 'click', it pops ajar slightly.

              George looks at Scott. Scott looks at George anxiously.

                                  GEORGE
                        (To Scott)
                        No stale air smell.

              The door moves effortlessly on its hinges as if it were brand
              new. The room inside illuminates slowly as the ceiling begins
              to glow with a natural light.

                                  LAURA
                        (amazed expression)
                        Spooky cool.

              They pause until the room is fully lit by the glow of the
              ceiling.

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              INT. MEDIUM SIZED ROOM 20 FEET SQUARE SMOOTH GRANITE WALLS

              The room is empty except for two polished granite thrones at
              the far end, and a shelf-like panel on the left against the
              wall.

              Zoom in on and pan thrones.

              On each throne a golden ball on the outside armrest, and on
              these golden balls, the imprint of a hand.

              Zoom in on hand imprint on golden ball.

              They approach the thrones with wonder, eyes wide open,
              staring like children at a Christmas Tree.

              Scott gazes at one of the golden balls on the arm rest.

                                  SCOTT
                        Five fingers. That's a good sign.

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