(Note, this is just basic guidline, I’m changing the way the girls die so we have plenty of blood involved, and probibly the villian.)

Horror in the Dark

THE CURSE OF THE GOLD COIN Short Horror Film – 7 minutes 

FADE IN: INT. HOTEL ROOM – NIGHT Music blares — NB gritty rock song. 

CAMERA HANDHELD: Playful, circling the room. 

Four girls in pajamas and underwear — AMBER, RAVEN, CHLOE, MIA — dance, laugh, pillow fight.

SLOW MOTION: Feathers fly, hair flips, laughter fills the frame.

Amber collapses on the bed, checking her phone.

INSERT – PHONE SCREEN: Text from JAKE: Where are you? Who’s there with you??

 AMBER (frustrated, mutters) God, Jake… chill.

CHLOE (laughing) That’s because every guy wants you.

MIA (sarcastic) Then dump him. It’s vacation.

RAVEN (grinning) Or maybe… you just need a girlfriend.

CAMERA PUSHES IN — Raven grabs Amber’s phone, waving Jake’s angry texts.

AMBER Raven! Give it back! 

RAVEN (teasing) Relax. You deserve someone fun.

Raven suddenly leans in and kisses Amber. Quick, bold. The others gasp.

AMBER (flustered, laughing nervously) You’re insane. They collapse into laughter, breathless.

CAMERA WIDE: The girls sprawl across the bed, sweaty and glowing. 

CHLOE After this trip, it’s back to my dad’s hardware store. Kill me now.

 MIA At least you’re not drowning in midterms.

RAVEN Adventure or nothing. You’ll never catch me behind a desk.

They laugh, clinking beers.

 

 SMASH CUT TO: INT. BAR – NIGHT

A crowded dive bar. Neon reflections cut across sweaty faces, beer bottles, cigarette smoke.

The girls stumble in, tipsy, laughing. Raven and Amber share a loaded glance — tension lingering.

 A SWEATY MAN collapses on the bar stool beside them. His shirt clings, his eyes dart.

CLOSE-UP: His trembling hand clutches a folded NOTE. He scans the room — his face freezes. 

SWEATY MAN (screaming) No! No, no, no! He bolts for the exit.

The NOTE DROPS to the floor. Amber picks it up. 

AMBER (smirking) Treasure map? The girls lean in.

CHLOE What is it? AMBER Looks like… a map? 

MIA (flat) Nope. Bad idea. RAVEN (grinning) Sounds like an adventure.

 HARD CUT TO: INT. HOTEL ROOM – NIGHT

The girls spread the map on the bed. A crude drawing points toward the Old Fort. Amber’s phone BUZZES. Jake calling. She flips it face down.

MIA Better answer before Jake books a flight.

AMBER (annoyed) Let him stew. Raven smirks. Chloe leans forward. 

CHLOE So… we actually doing this? Beat. The girls exchange nervous looks. RAVEN Hell yeah, we are.

 

 INT. OLD FORT – NIGHT STEADICAM TRACKING:

The girls creep inside the abandoned fort. Flashlights slice the dark. WIDE SHOTS: Rusted cannons, graffiti, echoing footsteps. Rats skitter.

CHLOE If we die, I’m haunting all of you.

RAVEN (smiling) You’ll look hot as a ghost.

 MIA (serious) This doesn’t feel right.

They reach a half-collapsed chamber. On a stone pedestal: a faintly glowing GOLD COIN.

 Amber steps forward, entranced. CLOSE-UP: The coin pulses in her hand. Her pupils dilate.

AMBER (whispering) It’s… so beautiful. CHLOE Amber, put it down. 

RAVEN Or don’t. What if it’s worth something?

The walls SHAKE. Dust rains down. A SHADOW FIGURE stretches across the chamber walls. Two glowing eyes open. The girls SCREAM — bolting.

EXT. OLD FORT – COURTYARD – NIGHT HANDHELD CAMERA: 

 Breathless, running behind them. Flashlights swing wildly. POV – SHADOW: The girls stumble, terrified. MIA trips. LOW ANGLE: Shadow hand drags her into blackness. Her scream cuts short.

MIA trips. LOW ANGLE: Shadow hand drags her into blackness. Her scream cuts short. CHLOE hides behind a cannon. CRANE UP: The shadow looms, lifts her by the throat. SNAP. Darkness. RAVEN swings a pipe. TRACKING SHOT: It slices through smoke. The shadow engulfs her. Her face, frozen in terror, before she vanishes. 

AMBER runs alone, clutching the coin. STEADICAM PUSH: Sweat, panic, breath ragged. She stumbles, drops the coin. INSERT CLOSE-UP: The coin glowing faintly on stone. Amber looks up. 360° DOLLY AROUND HER: The shadow coils, smothering her. She screams — the sound echoing.

 FINAL SHOT

The coin glows faintly on the ground. CAMERA SLOW PUSH IN. From the shadows, a BLACKENED HAND picks it up. SMASH TO BLACK. On screen: “Some treasures are never meant to be found.” FADE OUT.