Script: Imagine yourself as a protagonist of a situation &

write a prologue/short brief (5mins) of that story (No

theme)

A bang, a screech, something shatters, and everything

goes dark…My eyes open to a different dimension, a
world where things move slower. “I could get used to
this”, I think to myself. But, I’m still falling, and this is just
one of the many levels, and I’m not allowed to stop. My
eyes are weighing down on me, and this time, I wake up
to a world of jumbled colors, like a Van Gogh painting,
wavy and bouncy. I know this isn’t a dream; my dreams
have a tendency to not be this pleasant. Could this be the
afterlife, then? “God, I hope not.” It’s good, but not that
good. Sure a lot of chatter to be qualified for the good
place. What if it’s the bad place? Or a limbo between the
two? The real question, though, that I don’t bother to
ask, is why I prefer it to real life.
A horn shrieks, and my dilemma comes to a halt. Things
become too clear, too quickly.
“I never should have met her.”