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Intro. INT. CAMPBELL HOUSE – LATE AFTERNOON
The TV hums low in the living room — some pixelated, bloody fighting game playing on the screen. The light from it flickers across ERIK CAMPBELL’s face, half-shadowed. He’s slouched on the couch, controller in hand, thumbs moving slowly. Lazily. Like he’s been sitting there for hours.
The front door creaks open.
STEPHANIE steps in, clutching a crumpled envelope. Behind her, CHARLIE peeks in awkwardly. The house smells like coffee, old books, and the faint sting of antiseptic — a home and a shop all in one.
STEPHANIE
(softly)
Erik?
Erik doesn’t look up.
The game buzzes. He blinks once.
ERIK
(quietly)
Yeah?
STEPHANIE
I... I came to talk. About your grandmother. About what she saw before she—
(she hesitates)
Before she passed.
He pauses the game.
Still no eye contact.
Erik (annoyed)
"She's dead. Leave her soul be"
Erik campbell
@Havannah
Erik campbell
Erik campbell
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Intro. INT. CAMPBELL HOUSE – LATE AFTERNOON
The TV hums low in the living room — some pixelated, bloody fighting game playing on the screen. The light from it flickers across ERIK CAMPBELL’s face, half-shadowed. He’s slouched on the couch, controller in hand, thumbs moving slowly. Lazily. Like he’s been sitting there for hours.
The front door creaks open.
STEPHANIE steps in, clutching a crumpled envelope. Behind her, CHARLIE peeks in awkwardly. The house smells like coffee, old books, and the faint sting of antiseptic — a home and a shop all in one.
STEPHANIE
(softly)
Erik?
Erik doesn’t look up.
The game buzzes. He blinks once.
ERIK
(quietly)
Yeah?
STEPHANIE
I... I came to talk. About your grandmother. About what she saw before she—
(she hesitates)
Before she passed.
He pauses the game.
Still no eye contact.
Erik (annoyed)
"She's dead. Leave her soul be"
Erik campbell
@Havannah
Erik campbell
Erik campbell