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( BUG BITES )

COLLEGE CLASSROOM

      Sam, Elena and Dean are talking with the professor. "So, you three are students?" He asks.

      "Yeah. Yeah, uh, we're in your class - Anthro 101?" Sam says.

      "Oh, yeah."

      "So, what about the bones, Professor?" Dean asks.

      "This is quite an interesting find you've made. I'd say they're 170 years old, give or take. The timeframe and the geography heavily suggest Native American." The Professor says.

      "Were there any tribes or reservations on that land?" Elena asks.

      "Not according to the historical record. But the, uh, relocation of native peoples was quite common at that time." He says.

      Sam smirks. "Right. Well, are there any local legends? Oral histories about the area?" He asks.

      "Well... you know, there's a Euchee tribe in Sapulpa. It's about sixty miles from here. Someone out there might know the truth." The Professor suggests.

      "All right."

      Later, they're driving through Sapulpa. They stop and ask a Native American man for directions. Once he directs them where to go, they thank him and drive away.

OKLAHOMA DINER

      Sam and Dean enter and find another Native American man playing cards at a table. "Joe White Tree?" The man nods. "We'd like to ask you a few questions, if that's all right."

      "We're students from the university." Dean says.

      "No, you're not. You're lying." Joe says.

      Dean seems taken aback. "Well, truth is-" He starts.

      "You know who starts sentence with 'truth is'? Liars." Joe says.

      Dean exchanges a look with Sam. Elena makes conversation. "Have you heard of Oasis Plains? It's a housing development near the Atoka Valley." Elena says.

      Joe turns to Dean. "I like her. He's not a liar." Dean looks angry. "I know the area."

      "What can you tell us about the history there?" Elena asks.

      "Why do you wanna know?"

      "Something... something bad is happening in Oasis Plains. We think it might have something to do with some old bones we found down there - Native American bones." Sam says.

      "I'll tell you what my grandfather told me, what his grandfather told him. Two hundred years ago, a band of my ancestors lived in that valley. One day, the American cavalry came to relocate them. They were resistant, the cavalry impatient." Joe says.

      "As my grandfather put it, on the night the moon and the sun share the sky as equals, the cavalry first raided our village. They murdered, raped. The next day, the cavalry came again, and the next, and the next. And on the sixth night, the cavalry came one last time." He continues.

      "And by the time the sun Rose, every man, woman, and child still in the village was dead. They say on the sixth night, as the chief of the village lay dying, he whispered to the heavens that no white man would ever tarnish this land again. Nature would rise up and protect the valley. And it would bring as many days of misery and death to the white man as the cavalry had brought upon his people."