Clare guides her bay on a trail down the mountain, observing hopefully as RAIN CLOUDS begin to slowly gather in the distance.

Suddenly her horse REARS BACK in fear, almost throwing her from the saddle. She struggles to control the animal.

From within a large, DEAD TREE emerges a TRANSPARENT MAN who confronts Clare.

                                                                           CLARE                                                                           
                        My God! –Who are you?!.

When she addresses the ghostly figure, it starts to take on more form, but remains throughout the scene an INTERDIMENSIONAL WHITE MAN who appears to be in his mid-20s.

                                                                           WHITE MAN
                                                                              (Furious)
                        Good! Finally someone who can see me! You’re not leaving here
                        yet, lady!

The horse doesn’t want any part of the ghost. Clare manages to dismount and tie the animal to a tree. Frowning, but obviously moved, she slowly approaches the ghost.

                                                                           CLARE
                        Spirit man, I have no intention of leaving here if you need me.
                        I will hear you.

                                                                           WHITE MAN
                        Well, it’s about time somebody listened to me!

                                                                           CLARE
                        What is your name, Spirit man?

                                                                           WHITE MAN                                                        
                        Danny. I’m Danny.
                                    (Suddenly his rage dissipates and he begins to sob.)
                         --- I didn’t know what I was doing….I just wanted to make a little
                        money. I needed money. What’s so terrible about that?!

Clare watches him keenly, a realization dawning on her.

                                                                           CLARE
                        Danny…are you the one who disturbed the burial ground up there?

The ghost raises his arms to the sky with impotent rage and remorse.

                                                                           DANNY                                                                           
                        They wouldn’t leave me alone! I didn’t know!

                                                                           CLARE
                        --- The children ---?
                                                                           DANNY
                        Yeah, the Indian kids. They drove me nuts. But I shut them up.
                        See---!

He points to a BULLET HOLE in the side of his head. Clare SEES for a split second the moment of Danny’s act of SUICIDE on the mountain three years earlier.

                                                                           DANNY
                                                               (Begins crying again)
                        I didn’t know what I was doing…I’m sorry…I don’t know where
                        to go..! Please…help…me…

                                                                           CLARE
                        Danny—I will try to help you.