Well well...you read about me finishing a screenplay and...well this isn't it but it's one of the short films that I am developing at the moment. Take a look and see what you think!

Int: Bedroom. midnight.

We have two females arguing with another. The taller one seems to be winning. A few seconds go by and the shorter one walks away and flips her hand up like she doesn't give a care anymore. The taller ones loses her mind, runs towards her and slashes her neck with a knife

Next door:

Int: Annoyed neighbors. Living room

The disgruntled tired neighbor wakes up at the sound of a scream and looks out the window to see blood splattered across it.He/she runs for their cell phone and proceeds to call the cops

Neighbor: JESUS!

They run and pick up their phone, bathrobe and all

Neighbor: Why do the neighbors always end up killing each other!?

The neighbor dials 911

Neighbor: Yeah...It's me again. It's happened again....yep...yep...yes. Please hurry.

The Neighbor hangs up. He/she walks back to the window. They feel breathing on their neck...Hash slinging slasher, you're next...

We cut to the cops.

Int: undercover Cop car. 12:30 a.m.

The cops, named Frank and Jimmy, look to be finishing up a traffic patrol when they get the call.

Dispatch: Attention Units, we have a report..uhhh around the south wedge of a potential homicide...respond code 2. Please Advise.

Frank and Jimmy look at each other

Frank: Uhhh, we'll take that. Copy.

Dispatch: 10-4...don't tase Jimmy this time

Frank laughs and Jimmy gives him a look.

Jimmy: It still fucking hurts...

Frank snickers

Cut to:

Int: Neighbors house

The neighbor managed to get by The Hash Slinging Slasher and is now hiding in a cupboard in the basement. The Slasher is hunting her victim when the neighbors wife/husband wakes up.

Neighbor 2: Honey...Is that you?

The slasher grins

Slasher: FRESH....MEAT

Cut To:

EXT: NEIGHBORS HOME.

The cops have pulled up and are taking this not...very seriously

Jimmy: Why the hell did you shoot at that chicken...

Frank (laughing): Because he was crossing the road...

Jimmy facepalms and they both hear screams in the home.

Frank: I guess we should do something about this right?

Jimmy: Nah...I'd rather not get killed and go smoke a joint.

Frank: Sounds good to me.

The two lazy cops get back in the car and call dispatch to report all clear.

Frank: Dispatch, scene is all clear. 10-8

Cut to:

INT: Neighbors Basement

Neighbor: Where the fuck are the cops?!

The Neighbor's cupboard opens and it's...her/his wife/husband

Neighbor 2: Honey...You're dreaming again...lets get you back to bed.

Neighbor: But...but...Okay...

They walk upstairs and turn the lights off. Underneath the stairwell a pair of eyes appear. They glow.

Slasher: (laughing manically)

Fin.