EXT. SPACE. NIGHT.Huge, molten rocks tumble towards us out of the dark. Wedon’t know where we are, just that it’s terrifying. Were oneto hit us, we would be obliterated in an instant.EXT. SPACE. NIGHT.Further back, it is now clear that we are in the middle of anasteroid shower powering through space. Behind the turmoil offlying rocks, in suspended tranquility, we see the striped,exotic colours of distant planets.EXT. SKY. NIGHT.Black. Faint pin-pricks that we recognise as stars.Distantly, we see the asteroid shower trailing its fireacross our dark galaxy.EXT. EARTH. NIGHT.A mile above the earth. We are moving towards a beacon oflight in the darkness. Closer, it is revealed to be astadium, lit up for an event. It could be baseball, soccer, aU2 concert....whatever it is, we hear the growing roar likethe sea crashing against the shore.Closer still, we see the seething crowd. Which mixes into...EXT. CROWD SCENES. VARIOUS....more crowds. Thousands and thousands of people, all havinga huge, huge night. A Mexican wave erupts. A soccer crowdroars its approval at a goal. An army of fans stretch theiryearning hands towards the singer on stage, a million Indiansat the Kumbh Mela, a rave in a field, a subway party, a flash mob in Victoria Station, faithful singing at a midnight massin St Peter’s Basilica...This is humanity, united.INT. ARON’S HOUSE. BEDROOM/ HALL/ LIVING ROOM. NIGHT.Sudden and jolting silence. A bedroom. Not much in it. Then,a phone rings. Shocking in this silent world. The camerastops then moves through the house, the camera our POV.We see a meticulously tidy, sparse environment. Very male.The camera stops in the doorway of the living room where thephone is ringing. Eventually, the answer-phone clicks in.PHONEHi, this is Aron. Leave a message.