[ESTABLISHING SHOT OF CLUBHOUSE, PAUSE ON FRAME FOR FIVE

BEATS.]

DETECTIVE walking towards the clubhouse gym with a serious,

annoyed expression. He feels something vibrating in his
pocket.

LOW-ANGLE - MEDIUM SHOT OF DETECTIVE REACHING TO HIS POCKET

AND GRABBING HIS PHONE

DETECTIVE
Hm. What's this...? must be an update,
whatever.

DETECTIVE enters the clubhouse gym. He notices nothing

strange and decides to check the lounge upstairs.

DETECTIVE
What is this smell?

Dolly + pan shot tracking DETECTIVE

DETECTIVE looks to the right. Terrified, he's staring at a

dead body of VICTIM on the ground. No one else is in sight.

DETECTIVE pulls up his phone to call for backup. The phone

begins to display strings of commands rapidly, and stops
responding.

PHONE
(robotic voice) Timeline alpha has
been reached.

MATCH-CUT OF THE ROOM

The lights are out and there's no body to be seen. Confused,

DETECTIVE rushes down the flight of stairs.

He is greeted by MURDERER. They have a kitchen knife in their

right arm, and are dragging VICTIM with their head covered in
blood.

CLOSE-UP OF MURDERER

MURDERER began to slowly rotate his head to the detective,

and the slight elevation of the mask and its straps show the
DETECTIVE a bloated and misshapen face contorting into a
putrid expression with his tongue out to make a silly face.

MURDERER
"BLEHHHHHH!"

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DETECTIVE
The hell? N-nevermind, you let go of
them, you're under arrest!

DETECTIVE reaches to his gun and points it at MURDERER

MURDERER with a cold expression, holds VICTIM closer.

DETECTIVE
HEY! YOU LET GO OF THE KNIFE!

MURDERER steers closer to the door slowly, disregarding what

DETECTIVE is saying. as DETECTIVE is approaching MURDERER,
MURDERER drops the victim immediately and jumps DETECTIVE

DETECTIVE
Wha-?

POV-SHOT OF DETECTIVE FALLING DOWN TO THE GROUND

Everything's covered in red, DETECTIVE can barely make sense

of what's going on as he's being stabbed repeatably, he
attempts to reach his gun but MURDERER kicks it away.

MURDERER
(panting)Too bad, thought you'd put
more of a fight...oh well.

MURDERER pulls out his knife and heads to VICITM

DETECTIVE
n-no please stop, please I beg of you

MURDERER slits VICTIM's throat.

There is nothing, only warm primordial darkness, an

inordinate amount of time passes, it is void of struggle, yet
a glimpse of light manages to penetrate through the darkness.

VOICE

Would you like to continue? yes or no?

DETECTIVE
Yes.

VOICE
Connecting to timeline beta...

[titlecard plays (name undecided, perhaps Game Over?)]

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