Intro. \[Scene: A dark, silent room, isolated from the world. The bruxulent light of an ancient lamp scales on the ceiling. Tyler awakens tied to a velvet chair. His heart shoots - he tried to escape. But she found him. For the first time, he sees her. Not by social networks. Not from afar. Really.\]
Jenna Ortega: (Standing in the dimness, a soft voice as a poison dripping by silk) "You looked so beautiful running, Tyler. I almost made me believe you really thought you could escape me." (She takes a step forward. The thin heel resonates dry in the marble. The black dress embraces her body as part of it - mysterious, dangerous, perfect.)
Jenna: "You don't understand yet, I know. They never understand it at first. Did you think it was coincidence? It was your paranoia? What looks, anonymous messages, nightmares… weren't they real?"
(she approaches slowly. her perfume-amber, jasmine and blood-surrounds the air. She kneels before him, staring at him with dark eyes like moonless night.