The Memory Complex

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Chapter 7

INT. MEMORY ROOM #8

The three walk into a room with a T.V. and a stool holding a remote. Frank grabs the remote and sees a piece of tape with writing on it.

It reads “Death is a part of life.”

Frank rips the piece of tape off and hands it to Trevor and Hamilton.

TREVOR

“Death is a part of life”?

FRANK

I think there’s a bigger picture Connor wants us to see. He said he couldn’t tell us too much.

HAMILTON

Maybe, they all have something to do with the memories.

TREVOR

Like, maybe he’s trying to get us to understand things the way Leonard does.

FRANK

Maybe.

Frank presses the play button.

We see a memory appear on the T.V.; this is a funeral.

EXT. GRAVEYARD- MIDDAY

We see Leonard Conroy standing at a gravestone as other people slowly proceed to leave the funeral, this is Caitlyn’s funeral.

Conroy stares at the gravestone, sad and lowered of any esteem left in his life.

INT.MEMORY ROOM #8

Hamilton takes Frank’s wrist and looks into his eyes.

HAMILTON

I met him here.

FRANK

What?

HAMILTON

I knew her brother, but he didn’t attend the funeral. And then I met Leonard here.

TREVOR

Whose brother?

HAMILTON

... Caitlyn’s.... This was her funeral.

FRANK

How did she die?

HAMILTON

Hung herself at her friend’s house.

Frank and Trevor look down at the ground.

FRANK

Damn......

They look back at the screen.

INT. GRAVEYARD-MIDDAY

Hamilton walks up to Conroy, standing beside him to pay respects to the deceased.

YOUNG ADULT CONROY

You knew her?

HAMILTON

Not very well, I knew her brother though. He was a student of mine.

YOUNG ADULT CONROY

He didn’t show up.

Hamilton nods.

HAMILTON

Oh.

Conroy moves his hand to shake Hamilton’s.

YOUNG ADULT CONROY

I’m Leonard Conroy.

Hamilton shakes his hand, knowing Conroy’s relation to the deceased.

HAMILTON

Jeremiah Hamilton. I’m very sorry for your loss.

YOUNG ADULT CONROY

I’m sorry too.

They let go of one another’s hands and stare at the gravestone.

YOUNG ADULT CONROY

I’m, uh, I’m very glad you showed, despite not knowing her very well.

HAMILTON

It’s not a problem at all. I’d rather be here than at work.

They chuckle silently.

HAMILTON

You gonna be alright, Leonard?

Conroy nods.

YOUNG ADULT CONROY

I should be fine.

HAMILTON

I don’t see a car around that could be yours.

Conroy looks at the small road near the graveyard.

YOUNG ADULT CONROY

Yeah, I had to walk here. Car broke down several miles down south.

Leonard looks at him with sympathy then kindly gestures for Conroy to follow him.

HAMILTON

Come on, let’s go.

Hamilton begins to walk away.

YOUNG ADULT CONROY

Go where?

Hamilton turns to face him.

HAMILTON

I’m taking you back to your house.

YOUNG ADULT CONROY

I appreciate it, but I don’t wanna go home.

HAMILTON

Then, Ill drive you wherever you wanna go.

Conroy slightly smiles.

INT. MEMORY ROOM #8

The lights go out, then back on. The T.V., stool and remote are gone.

We see a small package of revolver bullets roll in a circle on the ground.

The three see this.

TREVOR

Frank? Hand me the gun.

Frank hands Trevor the gun and Trevor takes the bullets from the ground.

A doorway appears beside them.

As Trevor loads the gun with bullets the three hesitantly walk through the doorway.

INT. MEMORY ROOM #4

The lights go on and off in an endless manner as the three step inside.

We see Jim’s body lay in the ground in the center of the room.

Blood surrounding him.

Hamilton sees this and covers his mouth, immediately, he pukes to his side.

Frank walks up to the body and collapses to his knees.

Trevor does the same, looking away from the body in an instant.

FRANK

I was hoping he’d be safe somewhere.......

TREVOR

Me too......

FRANK

This was a mistake.

Trevor looks at him.

FRANK (CONT’D)

For all we know, Leonard turned the battery off without us or him even knowing.

Hamilton hears this as he slowly walks to them, wiping the hurried puke off his cheek and lips. The look in his eyes passes off as shame.

He places his hand on Frank’s shoulder.

After a moment he sees a T.V. with a stool holding a remote.

He walks over and grabs the remote, then walks to Frank.

Hamilton crouches down, handing the remote to Frank.

He looks at Hamilton and the remote.

HAMILTON

Let’s just.... save Leonard. Then we can go home.

Frank takes the remote and he and Trevor stand.

FRANK

Right.

The three walk up to the T.V. and stare at it.

Frank presses the play button.

We see Conroy getting out of the car.

INT. KELLY’S HOUSE, FRONT YARD- MORNING

Conroy stares at her house.

He takes a deep breath then walks onto the porch and knocks on the door.

Strangely, the door opens as he knocks on it.

Conroy steps inside.

INT. KELLY’S HOUSE, KELLY’S ROOM- MORNING

Conroy steps inside her room.

He sees her laying on the bed, surrounded by different pills and a few pill bottles laying in a scattered formation across her bed.

Conroy sits on his knees beside the bed. He rubs her cheek.

YOUNG ADULT CONROY

Kelly?......

He places his fingers on her wrist, checking her pulse.

Nothing.

She’s dead.

He crawls onto the bed, placing his fingers on the side of her neck to see her pulse again.

He tears up.

YOUNG ADULT CONROY

K-Kelly?

He wraps his arms around her body, in a hugging gesture.

He begins to cry as he holds her to his chest, petting her hair as he rocks her body back and forth in a loving reassurance.

We hear a recorded message of him on her phone.

YOUNG ADULT CONROY (PHONE, V.O.)

Hey, Kelly it’s me. I know we haven’t talked in two years, but, uh, call me when you get this. Caitlyn isn’t an issue if you’re still worried about that... What are you doing tomorrow? I miss you... B-bye......

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