He scream tore across the sunny park before anyone even understood what was happening.
“MISTER! WAIT!!”he scream tore across the sunny park before anyone even understood what was happening.
He turned sharply.
The girl crashed into frame, breathless, shoving the wallet toward his chest with shaking hands.
“You dropped this!”
The man grabbed it instantly, exhaling hard in relief.
“Oh thank God…”
He smiled quickly while opening the wallet.
Then—
INSERT SHOT.
A photograph tucked inside.
The little girl froze.
Completely.
The park sound collapsed into silence.
No birds.
No laughter.
Only wind.
The camera pushed brutally into her terrified eyes as she stared at the picture.
Her voice became tiny.
“…Why do you have my mommy’s picture?”
The businessman blinked once.
Confused.
“Your mommy?”
The girl nodded slowly, clutching the bucket tightly against her chest now like protection.
“She lives with me.”
The color drained from the man’s face instantly.
His breathing cracked.
“That’s not possible…”
The little girl stepped backward.
Small.
Afraid.
“Why?”
The camera moved closer as the man stared at her face now.
Really stared.
Her eyes.
Her mouth.
The shape of her smile.
Recognition hit him like horror.
Heartbeat.
Slow.
Violent.
He whispered carefully, like the words physically hurt to say.
“Because she was my wife.”
The little girl froze in shock.
The camera whip-panned across the park as the sunlight suddenly felt cold.
Then—
a woman screamed from across the grass.
“LENA!!”
The camera snap-panned toward the park entrance.
A woman stood there holding grocery bags.
And the second she saw the man—
everything left her face.
The bags slipped from her hands in slow motion.
Milk exploded across the pavement.
Fruit rolled through the bright sunlight.
EXTREME CLOSE-UP.
Pure horror flooding her eyes.
The businessman stepped forward slowly, barely breathing.
“…Emily?”
DEEP CINEMATIC BASS HIT.
HARD CUT TO BLACK.
