It is a calm night on the streets of Salt Lake City. There are very few cars racing up and down the streets and the sidewalk is dimly lit by streetlamps. A man walks into frame heading down the street away from the camera. The atmosphere is undisturbed as the man continues to walk, heading towards a bench located off to the right. He slows down as he approaches the bench and takes note of an object sitting on the bench. He questions what it is. The mood shifts in a suspicious way as he picks up the object and sits down on the bench. The object appears to be a notebook, but the cover is badly worn, the spine is cracked, and it looks like parts of the book have been burned. Out of curiosity, he flips to the first page. His face shifts in confusion. MAN This is so odd; he thinks to himself. The first page is filled with chaotic scribbles made with a black pen. The markings differ from any form of language characters, but symbols can be identified. As the man flips through the pages and gets deeper into the book, the markings on the pages get darker and more frantic. A shadowy figure starts to make an appearance on the pages. The air turns sour. PHONE *ping* The man’s phone goes off with a text message from his friend. He was on his way to meet up with up with them before the odd notebook stole his attention. His friend is wondering what is taking so long. The man replies with an apology and explains that he got slightly delayed, but he will be right there. The man stands up with the notebook still in hand, open on a page with a vivid image of the shadowy figure found multiple times throughout the book at this point. The picture leaves a sickening feeling in his stomach. He looks over his shoulder, almost expecting someone to be near looking to claim their lost notebook. The man flips one more page of the notebook as he goes to set it back down on the bench. Suddenly, the notebook falls from his hands onto the bench face up and he begins running down the 1
street he originally started down. We do not see the page the
notebook is on at first. The man keeps running and disappears around the corner, shielded from view by the surrounding buildings. The camera pans down to the notebook open on the bench. On the pages, this time written in red and black ink, are the same markings and symbols found in the earlier pages with the addition of a word written at the top of the page in bolded, capital letters. The word, “NEXT” is furiously engraved in the paper, and accompanying it is a picture of the man, taped onto the page. The picture almost looks normal if it was not surrounded by such an ominous message. UNKNOWN *scuff* A shoe scuffing the sidewalk is heard to the right of the camera. The screen rapidly turns towards the noise, only to find a pitch-black alleyway unoccupied. The screen fades to black.