Welcome to Cydonia.



A man who murders his family before killing himself ends up reunited with them in a picturesque, seaside afterlife. He soon discovers that all is not as cozy as it first appeared and that there may be something gravely portentous about the town’s obsession with an ancient, oceanic deity.


When telemarketing salesman Colton Price murders a coworker for losing his life savings in a failed stock scheme, he decides that his life and the lives of his estranged wife and daughter will be too painful to continue. So he drives home and shoots his wife before literally hugging his four-and-a-half year-old daughter to death. All that is left to do is follow them to whatever mystery awaits.

But he can’t do it. With the police at his door he escapes out the back and takes off in his fancy new BMW, unable to suppress the very survival instinct that made him such a success at his job. Finally at peace with the idea, he sits at the end of a closed bridge, fishing rod in hand, and prepares to finish the job. But just as he’s about to pull the trigger, a big fish takes his lure. In the confusing moments that follow, he accidentally falls off the edge and into the inky depths below.

When he awakens, he’s in a strange bed, in a strange, sea creature-themed Victorian style B&B, surrounded by some very strange guests. They welcome him, feed him and comfort him; not exactly the type of reception he was expecting. But just when he looks to be breaking down again over his horrible past deeds, he’s given a new lease on afterlife. The innkeepers introduce him to a beautiful and idyllic town full of hope and redemption called Cydonia, and it’s in the park near a huge half-man/half-fish fountain where he is reunited with the wife and daughter that he never imagined he would see again. There, he’s lead to believe that if he follows a few simple rules that include never interfering with anyone’s lives on the island and joining the rest of Cydonia’s citizens in a season’s end festival plunge, all will be wonderful until the end of time.

Too good to be true? Not at first. His wife becomes the sexually insatiable and devoted partner he always wanted, and his little girl is all too eager to once again feel his arms around her. But before the smile even begins to hurt his face, the other guests begin to suffer various health and sanity setbacks. Confused, Colton decides to do a little research at a dusty bookstore where he meets a gloomy, black albino goth named Sunblock. There, he’s directed to some information about the island and its unusual customs. But the more he learns, the more questions he begins to have – questions that he has sworn to never ask. Then, when it appears that his daughter has been taken by the coworker he killed in his past life, his determination to uncover Cydonia’s secrets escalates into a race against time, and the very fate of his soul.

Are he and the people of Cydonia really living out a second chance in paradise, or does their strange affinity for the sea and a season ending festival plunge suggest something more hellish and horrifying than he could ever imagine? The answers lie somewhere beyond the Cydonia Sea, and at dawn on the day of the festival, he will have to risk everything to find them.

5 Responses to Welcome to Cydonia.

  1. g-spot cahill says:

    the twisted tentacles wrap a rather ingenious warped sense of chilling comfort gone awry in a coenesic cape may…who would not want to see that! brilliant!

  2. scottyus says:

    Nicely put and well observed, kind sir. I’d still probably have gotten more attention had I included one of the creature morphs in the end. Some kind of sneak peek via artist rendering or something. Hmm…

  3. Carla says:

    I want to read this too!

  4. scottyus says:

    It’s a screenplay so I don’t have a convenient hard copy to send you, but if you like I can email you a .pdf. Let me know!

  5. Pingback: Man kills family, goes to heaven. | scottStories

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