The curse that prevails

FADE IN:

EXT. 2028. Denver. Osarious times

A woman in her 20s looks ahead to a tempestuous storm rolling towards her from a distance. The lightning strikes rumbled in the cloudy sky. She was engrossed in its speed. Her mind was blank and hopeless. She seems to be moving in a trance. Eyes staring in shock.

A woman also at her age hops out of the car calling her name.

CATHERINE. (RUNNING)(RUNNING)

Imogen get out of the way!!

Imogen was stunned to move an inch. A drop of sweat drops down from her chin. Her breathing becomes heavy. She could only hear was her drop of sweats dropping down and colliding with the soil. Her friend was running very slowly.

CATHERINE.

Imogen was stunned. Couldn't move an inch. A drop of sweat drops down to the soil from her chin. Her breathing becomes heavy. She could only hear the drops of her sweats dropping down and colliding with the soil. Catherine was moving very slow.

CATHERINE.

Get out of the way!!

Catherine run and pulls her out of the way. Both falls on the ground. The lightening passes lightly beside them and strikes the car next to them.

The storm disappears and the cloud become clear. They stood to their feet. Catherine pants heavily. Imogen sights a wounded dog beside a car. It shivers. She walks towards it.

She sees the bruises on it. Its breath seizes slowly. She bends towards it. It becomes scared, shifting away.

THE DOG. (INNER VOICE)

Save me...

Imogen looks around confused. She looks back at the dog.

THE DOG.

Save me...

Imogen became enchanted by its voice and carries it into the car.

2.

INT.

Imogen walks into the hospital and goes straight to her office. A nurse helps Imogen with the dog on an operating table. Gets her tools ready for its treatment. She left. Imogen changes into a scrub. Packs her hair into ponytail and slides into crocs. She covers the dog with surgical cloth. She hears its breath loudly. She switches a brighter light on. The dog closes its eyes. She injects it and cuts its wound open. Takes out pieces of glasses.

IMOGEN:

Oh poor dog. You must have suffered a lot.

Imogen stiches it up. Cleans the surface with some disinfectant. Injects it again with a different dose. Its breath returns slowly. She puts it on a drip and lessens the speed of the drop. She cleans up, covers the dog with a warm small blanket and fondles it dearly. She changes back to her outfit and reaches for her bag. She walks out of the office locking the door carefully.

FADE IN:

EXT. CITY . MIDNIGHT

Imogen comes out of a grocery store. Walks down down into darkness, scared and holds a pepper spray to attack. She walks fast. A nylon passes causing her to frighten. She escapes darkness. Pants heavily and feeling relieved. The city in front of her looks beautiful and bright. Imogen lives in two room apartment down the street. The city, busy and noisy. She leaves out a deep breath and walks to her house nervously.

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