Room 413
A hotel room that doesn't appear on any floor plan. Guests who stay there check out the next morning with no memory of the night — except for recurring nightmares.
A man checks into a seemingly normal hotel, unaware of the existence of Room 413. He's assigned the room, sleeps, and checks out the next morning with no memory of the night, only a creeping sense of unease and the beginnings of a nightmare.
CHARACTERS
DEBORAH
supporting
ARTHUR REID
supporting
PAGE 1
Panel 1:Exterior shot of a moderately sized, older hotel at night. Rain is coming down. The sign reads 'The Grand Majestic'.
Panel 2:Interior of the hotel lobby. A man, ARTHUR REID (30s, wearing a slightly rumpled suit), is checking in at the front desk. The clerk, a bored-looking woman named DEBORAH (40s), is handing him a key.
“ARTHUR REID: Room 412? Thank you.”
Panel 3:Arthur is walking down a dimly lit hallway, pulling a small suitcase behind him. The room numbers are visible – 408, 409, 410, 411, 412.
Panel 4:Arthur unlocks the door to room 412 and enters. The room is plain but clean. A double bed, a small desk, and a lamp.
PAGE 2
Panel 1:Close-up of Arthur placing the keycard on the bedside table. He looks tired. He notices a door, ajar, connecting to another room.
Panel 2:Arthur cautiously pushes open the connecting door. The room beyond is darker, almost completely black. We can barely make out the number '413' on the door frame inside the dark room.
“ARTHUR REID: Hello? Anyone there?”
Panel 3:Full view of Room 413. It's sparsely furnished, almost bare. A single bed. The room feels cold and unsettling. The light is dim and flickering.
Panel 4:Close up on Arthur's face. He's now in Room 413, his expression is blank, almost trancelike. His eyes are wide and unfocused.
PAGE 3
Panel 1:Arthur is lying in bed in Room 413. It's dark, but a faint moonlight reveals his face. He appears to be sleeping peacefully, but there's a subtle frown on his face.
Panel 2:Close up of Arthur's face. His eyes are closed, but he's sweating slightly. His expression is shifting, showing discomfort.
Panel 3:Back in Room 412. Arthur wakes up with a start, sitting upright in bed. He's disoriented and confused. It's morning. Sunlight streams through the window.
“ARTHUR REID: Ugh... what...?”
Panel 4:Arthur rubs his temples, trying to recall the night before. He looks around the room, but there's no connecting door. Just a solid wall where it had been.
“ARTHUR REID: That's... weird. I could've sworn...”
PAGE 4
Panel 1:Arthur is at the front desk, checking out. Deborah is handing him his receipt.
“ARTHUR REID: Morning. Checking out, room 412.”
Panel 2:Deborah stares blankly at her computer screen. She pauses, squinting slightly.
“DEBORAH: Just one moment, sir... That's odd.”
Panel 3:Close up on Deborah's computer screen. It shows the floor plan of the 4th floor. Room 412 is there, but where 413 should be, it's just a blank space in the floorplan.
Panel 4:Arthur is walking away from the hotel, suitcase in hand. He stops, clutching his head. A fleeting image flashes through his mind - a dark, empty room.
“ARTHUR REID: What was that...?”
Panel 5:Close up on Arthur's face. He looks troubled and confused. A single bead of sweat rolls down his forehead. He is beginning to remember the nightmare.




