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A short film. Lost in the museum, Jenny mistakes another woman for her mother, and is lead out of her safe, orderly world to somewhere much more frightening.

EXTRACT FROM MUSEUM

INT. MUSEUM. DAY
Away from the modernised part of the museum, the display cases are heavy, Gothic, crowded with objects – ammonite fossils, chunks of meteorite, arrows and feathered bows, leathery things that could be shrunken heads.

They walk through in single file – Nina leading, Rory and Jenny hand in hand.

JENNY
(whispers) I’ve got to find my mum.

RORY
So have I.

Jenny stops and stares at him.

JENNY
Isn’t that her?

RORY
(scornfully) No! My mummy’s got red hair. And it’s not all messy.

Nina has disappeared down a narrow corridor. They can hear her footsteps receding. Jenny looks back. The way they came looks dark and deserted.

They follow Nina.

INT. – MUSEUM STOREROOMS – DAY
Shelves along the sides of a long set of rooms are lined with parcels wrapped in brown paper, and a jumble of strange objects. A harsh overhead bulb casts jagged shadows from the weird assortment – a cuckoo clock, sea creatures in a jar, a 1970s computer, a birdcage…

Rory rips a bit of paper away from one of the parcels. An old anatomical model, of a man’s head and torso with the skin removed to show muscle and half the brain exposed, is partly revealed. Rory jumps back.

NINA
(appearing suddenly) Raw head and bloody bones. He must have spat that part out.

She taps the side of her nose confidentially.

RORY
(close to tears) W-Who?

JENNY
When are we going to find the way out?

NINA
Oh, we’re not looking for the way out.

The two children look at her blankly.

NINA
No, no. We’re looking for the way in.

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