: Frank Lehmann
: Behind the Scripts Stories in Progress Vol. 1
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: 9783769387681
: BEHIND THE SCRIPTS ? STORIES IN PROGRESS
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Welcome to a book that offers more than just screenplays, it provides an exclusive glimpse into the very first drafts of two film projects. If you are passionate about the creative process behind a film and want to experience how an idea evolves into a living story, then this book is for you. This book is for readers who do not just consume stories but engage with them, feel them, and want to be part of their development. It is for those who appreciate the raw, unpolished energy of a first screenplay draft and enjoy witnessing the journey from concept to completion. Here, you will not find polished, meticulously refined scripts, but rather exciting blueprints that still have room to grow. We invite you to be part of the journey. Your thoughts, feedback, and enthusiasm can help shape these projects into films. Let us create stories together that captivate and inspire. Enjoy the read and the discovery!

Frank Lehmann is an award winning screenwriter and producer. Born and raised in Germany, Frank began writing stories and books for children in 2008. In recent years, these stories have been turned into screenplays that are now being produced as films. He completed his first short film"Gamers Nightmare" in 2021 and won more than 40 international festivals with it. He has also been involved in many international productions as a producer and VFX artist.

SCRIPT


HAUNTING DEPTHS - SUPAY´S REALM

Written by Frank Lehmann

First Draft 01.11.2025

Freiwasser Filmproduktion

Metelsdorfer Str. 2b

23972 Dorf Mecklenburg

GERMANY

Phone: +49 178 1339406

Mail:info@frank-lehmann.biz

EXT. ABANDONED PSYCHIATRIC CLINIC – LATE AFTERNOON

A decrepit psychiatric clinic looms at the end of an overgrown path. TOM (20) and DENNIS (20) stand before its massive, weathered door. Each holds a camera. They share an excited, mischievous grin.

TOM (INTO HIS CAMERA)

This is insane! Look at this place, Dennis!

DENNIS (RAISING HIS CAMERA)

Lost Place number seven—this is

gonna be our highlight reel!

They set their shoulders and push the heavy door. It creaks open, stirring dust motes in the fading light.

INT. ABANDONED PSYCHIATRIC CLINIC – HALLWAY – LATE AFTERNOON

Their flashlights sweep across peeling wallpaper, broken furniture, and scattered debris. Their voices echo, full of nervous laughter.

DENNIS

I’m sending a video to my mom. She’s gonna freak when she sees where we are.

Dennis checks his phone. No signal.

DENNIS (QUIET FRUSTRATION) (CONT’D)

Damn. No reception. I’ll step outside for a sec.

Tom nods, distracted by an old medical cabinet. Dennis slips out.

EXT. ABANDONED PSYCHIATRIC CLINIC – EARLY EVENING

Dennis stands in the dimming light, illuminated by the glow of his phone’s screen. He quickly sends the video. Relieved, he heads back in.

INT. ABANDONED PSYCHIATRIC CLINIC – HALLWAY – EARLY EVENING

Dennis returns, expecting Tom’s eager chatter. Instead—silence.

DENNIS

Tom? Hey, where’d you go?

He searches room after room. On the floor: TOM’S BACKPACK and a FLASHLIGHT still shining.

DENNIS (UNDER HIS BREATH) (CONT’D)

What the hell...?

A faint, scratching whisper radiates from the shadows. Dennis lifts the flashlight, pointing it toward the sound.

Black, pulsating veins spread across the walls, creeping closer with unsettling speed.

DENNIS (SHAKEN) (CONT’D)

Oh God…

He staggers back. The flashlight slips from his hand and lands on the floor. In its narrow beam, a zombie-like figure scuttles past.

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