We only have the narrator and the girl of our two characters speaking in our film.
(We open our seen with a pan of the background.)
Narrator: I am here to tell you a story. A story that will torture your thoughts by day and poison your dreams by night. And though I will do my best, there are no words that can be written nor brush strokes laid on canvas that can describe the stark and utter horror of the night that Annabel died. The emptiness will haunt you.
(Charlie looks around as if shes heard something.)
Charlie: who's there, is anybody there?!
(Charlie runs off and meets the killer.)
Charlie: Why are you doing this?!
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