INT. MARTIN'S HOUSE, BEDROOM - NIGHT

MARTIN (10) and JOSEPH (10) are wrapped up in the bed duvet, lying on their backs, one with one head on the right pillow, the other on the left pillow. Their eyes are open and they stare into the darkness of the room. Outside the window a strong wind is blowing that doesn't let them sleep, thunder in the distance heralds a storm.

MARTIN

They let my sister choose the room

because she's older, 

and this one went to me.

JOSEPH
Did you want the other one?

MARTIN

It is bigger, but this one has a
more beautiful story.

JOSEPH

What story?

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The two children turn to face each other.

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MARTIN

The lady who sold it to us 
said that a ghost lives here.

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JOSEPH
A ghost?

MARTIN

Yes. A child like us.

At night he wanders around the house

and makes noises.

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JOSEPH

What noises?

MARTIN

You can hear him creak on the wardrobe doors.

Then he starts tapping on the window.

Sometimes he tickles your feet.

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JOSEPH

You can hear him?

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MARTIN
If you stay silent.

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They fall silent. The rain begins to beat on the closed shutters.

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JOSEPH
Did you hear that?

MARTIN
I told you.

JOSEPH
Are not you scared?

MARTIN
No. He just wants to play.

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Something creaks in the room. Joseph moves closer to Martin.

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MARTIN

Let's go to sleep. Good night.

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JOSEPH
...Good night.

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The rain gets heavier, lightning lights up the room. Martin turns his back to Giuseppe, who remains motionless.

After minutes of insomnia, something tickles Joseph's foot. Frightened, he yells and sits up. Martin bursts into laughter.

JOSEPH

Idiot.

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Joseph lays down again. Martin approaches and rests his head on the same pillow as Joseph, and embraces him to calm him down.

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Written by Narce Eval