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The best part of these chat rooms are that they are 100% FREE with no sign up or registration required.Please note that the chatrooms are not staffed with online moderators 24 hours a day, so please use with the upmost safety in mind. We welcome all users including gays, lesbians, singles and just plain regulars.CLOSE ON A guest room door, with a small, wired pack attached to its knob. She shoulders aside the shattered door and rushes inside, gun at the ready in both hands... HOTEL ROOM - DAY CLARICE'S POV - MOVING - as she first sees, sitting on the edge of a bed - a FEMALE HOSTAGE. Suddenly we hear a metallic CLICK, which registers with unnatural amplification, as - Clarice reacts, drops to the floor, rolling sideways, and - THE "HOSTAGE" pulls a revolver out from behind her back, still in SLOW MOTION, raising it in her untied hands. JOHN BRIGHAM walks onto this set, thumbing a stopwatch. His T-shirt's lettering says "Firearms Instructor / FBI Academy." BRIGHAM Starling's reaction time was excellent. Clarice nods amiably to the "Suspect", then gives her "Hostage" a hand up. Her broad, clever face breaks into a big smile, as they both remove ear plugs. She fires repeatedly, flames leaping from the muzzle; the SOUND is an echoing roar in these close quarters, but - Clarice has come up on one knee, beside an armchair, and is already firing back herself, two quick SHOTS, which send - THE "HOSTAGE" pitching over the bed, backwards, to shudder and lie still in a haze of gunsmoke. Clarice's voice has just a soft trace of southern accent. Please follow all rules and obey instructions given by the moderators or administrators of the site. We do not discriminate against sex, race or sexual orientation. Start chatting online and meeting new friends right now.

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She wears Kevlar body armor over a navy windbreaker, khaki pants. A revolver, clutched in her right hand, hovers by her ear. CLARICE'S POV - SLOW MOTION all natural SOUND suspended - as the Suspect faces her with a strange, pleading expression. As Brigham joins them, Clarice can't resist a star pupil's little smile of pride.

She raises a speedloader, in her left hand, locks it into her cylinder, twists and reloads. WITH CLARICE - MOVING SHOT as she runs around a corner, through a cloud of smoke. she sees a startled MALE SUSPECT, white, mid-20's, standing by a window with a rifle in his hands. Clarice drops into a combat crouch, gun extended, and shouts. The rifle is rising in his hands, but oddly enough, it is held across his chest, not pointing. THE SUSPECT'S HANDS are taped to his gun, away from the trigger; he couldn't use it even if he tried. PULLING BACK we see that we're in some sort of auditorium, with the "hotel room" and its "corridor" built as a training set. A class of about forty young FBI trainees, of both sexes, begins to rise from their seats, mingling and chatting.

She is tense, sweaty, wide-eyed with concentration. He takes out a steel-coiled grip flexer, drops it onto her palm. Clarice, with her smile finally fading, looks out into the auditorium.

This is CLARICE STARLING, mid-20's, trim, very pretty. BRIGHAM (continuing) One hundred reps, each hand, every day. SPECIAL AGENT JACK CRAWFORD sits on the top step of the aisle, looking down at her.

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