Short Film Idea Update: Microhell!

So, I made a few changes, trying to streamline a few things. Let me know what you think.

“Microhell!”

by Kenshi Westover

v.3 (Changed: microwave from white to black, had Charley getting the morning paper instead of taking Moses for a walk,

Synopsis:

A priest named Charley finds a microwave on the side of the street. The microwave is possessed and ends up acting very strangely. He gets scared and tries hexing it, not thinking to just unplug the thing, which is exactly what his dog (Moses) does. Charley throws it out the window. Some unsuspecting passerby picks up the microwave and takes it, continuing the cycle all over again.

Fleshed Out Treatment:

Once upon a time there was a priest named Charley.

Every morning he would walk outside of his house, get the daily newspaper, go back inside to the kitchen, go to the freezer, pull out a frozen burrito and fry it on his electric stove. He has a dog named Moses (who jingled along with a cross dangling from his collar) and once the burrito was done, he would cut exactly a fourth of the burrito off and put it in Moses' bowl, and Moses quickly devoured it.

But one morning when Charley went to fetch the paper, he heard a sound in the bushes on the side of the road, just off of the driveway. Upon closer inspection, it was a black microwave. He thought for a second, deciding what he would do, and the quickly scooped the microwave up in his arms and walked back into the house.

This time, instead of frying the burrito, he put it on a plate and stuck it in the microwave. He said his rosaries while it was cooking. Moses sat by the microwave with tail wagging. When it dinged, Charley pulled out the plate and turned around to get silverware, and once he turned the microwave shuddered a bit. Charley turned around, but it had stopped. Moses just sat there looking up at him with blinking eyes. Charley shook his head, figuring he was just hearing things.

The next morning, though, when Charley heard the ding of the microwave, he opened the door of the microwave and there was a plate, but no burrito. With a furrowed brow, he turned away from the microwave to confront Moses.

Then a sound like someone preparing to hock a loogie came from behind Charley and a burrito shot out of the microwave like a bullet almost as if the microwave was spitting, hitting Charley in the seat of his pants, causing him to jump 3 feet in the air. Then, suddenly, the microwave started rattling and shaking. Charley and Moses looked wide-eyed at each other, and then back to the microwave which was emitting a strange light and the sound of laughter getting louder and louder.

Charley quickly made a cross with his index fingers trying to ward off the appliance, but it just kept laughing and shaking even louder and harder! Moses, nonplussed, trotted quite casually towards the microwave and went behind it. Charley covered his eyes, unable to witness what was certain to be poor Moses' untimely death. But Moses just grabbed the electric cord of the microwave with his teeth, yanked it out of the wall, and the silly thing stopped making all that ruckus.

To prevent this kind of thing from ever happening again, Charley hucked the microwave out of the window. It rolled down the hill a bit and landed in almost the very spot it was where Charley had found it.

Not more than a few moments passed when a passerby going on HIS morning walk saw the microwave, picked it up, put it under his arm and continued on down the street.

The three prong electric plug on the end of the dangling black cord suddenly turns into the pointed end of a devil's tail.

The End.