Bunk | Script Revolution


Siblings return to a room that terrified them as children.

If you revisit the past too much, sometimes you can remain stuck there – that’s what two siblings learn when they return to their dead aunt’s creepy house in Rob Herzog’s eerie, blood-soaked spine-tingler, “Bunk”.

Now in their 20s, brother-sister duo Doug and Hanna have inherited their Aunt Edith’s creepy, old house after she had passed. Doug, the executor of the estate, wants to sell the place. But as he and Hanna revisit the home, Hanna isn’t so sure. Specifically, it’s the old bedroom they used to sleep in when they’d spend weekends with their old Aunt Edith that has Hanna spooked. The room hasn’t changed much – it still has the bunk beds they used to sleep in as kids. And the room is still adorned with creepy old trinkets, including rocks with people’s faces painted on them.

Something was never quite right with Aunt Edith, though Hanna seems to be a little more traumatized from their sleepovers than Doug.

You can’t let a family move in here.
You can’t sell this house to innocent people.

Sure you can. What’s the matter with you?

Aunt Edith was evil. This house is too.
She used to sneak into the room at night and stare at us.
She would drool like a hungry dog.

Like brothers do, Doug tries to give his sister a good scare.

Doug snatches one of the grim-faced stones. He alters his voice to a shrill, witch-like tone.

Time for bed, Hanna.

Put it down, Doug.

(continues creepy voice)
Doug’s not here, Hanna.
This is Aunt Edith from beyond the grave.

Doug then jumps on the top bunk where he used to sleep and lets his arm hang to scare Hanna, just like when they were kids.

As Hanna sits on the bottom bunk:

I would stay up all night watching for Aunt Edith,
and you’d clown around and dangle your arm.

Maybe you misinterpreted my actions.
Maybe I just wanted to hold your hand
to make you feel safe.

Just as the siblings hold hands and share a warm moment, that’s when things start to go awry…

Giving away anything else would ruin the gruesome fun, but just a disclaimer: this ending is not for the squeamish.

Gloriously horror to the core, I can see this going viral and/or picking up some accolades on the horror film fest circuit.

The Script


Siblings return to the room that haunted their childhood imaginations.

About The Reviewer

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I'm an award-winning screenwriter based out of New York City who specializes in darker subject matter and themes. My first produced feature film, "The Suicide Theory" won the Audience Award at the 2014 Austin Film Festival as well as the Grand Jury Prize (Best Picture) at the Dances With Films Festival in Hollywood. After a brief theatrical release and a three-year run on Netflix, "The Suicide Theory" is now available to watch on Amazon Prime, Itunes, Google Play, Vudu,...Read more

About The Writer

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My chief talent isn’t writing, it’s being afraid. As a kid, I freaked out about spontaneous human combustion, killer bees, and the prospect of a bathtub shark attack. And the 3,600 miles between me and the Loch Ness Monster wasn’t nearly enough. All of this youthful anxiety runs wild in my screenplays. Blame the neighborhood weirdo kid for setting me on this path. When I was six, he predicted that our neighborhood would be attacked by window ghouls. These ghouls supposedly would claw into...Read more