Cameron Loghry

The Nine Mile Road

Fade in: EXT. DESERT. NINE MILE ROAD. NIGHT Its dark, quiet. A tumbleweed scuttles across the dry cracked road, lit dimly by a sliver of moonlight. If it was day you would be able to see it looks like an old western town: endless expanse of desert, a gas station and its dull neon sign flickering, a run down motel, a sheriffs building, a diner and a few other buildings and a crooked SMOKY THE BEAR sign reading, FIRE WARNING TODAY: HIGH. Of course, its the fucking desert. Instead we see darkness and the darker outlines of buildings the only light the flickering neon sign and the moonlight. Running through all of it until the eye can't see, THE NINE MILE ROAD. A low RUMBLING breaks the silence of the night as headlights slice through the dark, illuminating the road. An RV ROLLS into the frame.