In the middle of survival, I found servitude. Dr. Carlisle cured me of cancer, but now I keep seeing the same man in my dreams—a mysterious leader.
Location: Maria's living room. Time: Night. Lighting: Soft, moonlit glow through the window. Camera Shot: Medium shot from the side to capture Maria's expression. Camera Movement: Static. Characters: Maria Gonzalez sitting on the sofa, her face strained with confusion and fear, holding a photograph of Dr. Carlisle. Emotion: Confused, apprehensive. Pose: Maria seated, leaning forward with the photo clutched tightly in her hand, her brow furrowed. Dialog: None.
In the moonlit silence, Maria clutches a photograph, her mind tangled in the web of enigmatic nightmares.
Location: Dr. Carlisle's private office. Time: Late evening. Lighting: Warm, dim overhead light casting shadows. Camera Shot: Close-up of Dr. Carlisle's face showing intense concentration. Camera Movement: Static. Characters: Dr. Carlisle, with an intense, thoughtful expression, engrossed in his medical reports. Emotion: Focused, grim. Pose: Seated at his large mahogany desk, papers sprawled in front, glasses perched on his nose. Dialog: None.
Under a dim light, Dr. Carlisle's focus is unbreakable as he reviews mysterious patient files.
Location: Alex Thompson's bedroom. Time: Middle of the night. Lighting: Dark with eerie highlights from the digital alarm clock. Camera Shot: Wide shot capturing Alex and the room. Camera Movement: None. Characters: Alex Thompson, sitting up abruptly in bed, drenched in sweat, terror etched on his face. Emotion: Fearful, disoriented. Pose: Sitting up with the blanket bunched around his legs, eyes wide open, breathing hard. Dialog: None.
Waking in a cold sweat, Alex's heart pounds as the leader's commands echo in his ears.
Location: Carlisle's mansion foyer. Time: Early morning, pre-dawn. Lighting: Dim, shadowy, just enough light to see. Camera Shot: High-angle shot looking down at the group from the stairs. Camera Movement: Static. Characters: A group of patients including Maria and Alex, standing in a daze, uniformly holding cleaning supplies and tools. Emotion: Dazed, lifeless. Pose: Standing in formation, looking blankly ahead. Dialog: None.
In eerie unison, they gather at the mansion, compelled by an unseen force.