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Only the client still thinks this can be finished. 56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6bBazY5XfM
Casting hasn’t even started, and we’ve already sold our souls.56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmX2hNovEwR
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Dragging their heavy feet into the meeting room, 56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡV9UGRDDwTT
no one said a word.
Not because they didn’t want to—— 56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqaVojTU2Fm
but because they simply couldn’t.
Current time: 5:00 a.m. sharp.
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the room grew colder.
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but because everyone was radiating cold from within, 56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdgeYxGFeRT
thanks to the full-body trauma of:
writing 8,000 words in three hours, 56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZzkGXHqcsE
dreaming only of wrap scenes and car crashes, 56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfy1qHnmslj
and waking up just in time to prep for the next shoot.
The result? A literal physiological shadow.
The screenwriter came in first, 56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1n7BvYNILP
his face was grayer than drywall, and the circles under his eyes deep enough to drown in.
“I mean… just because I went to bed late doesn’t mean I’m immune to sleep.”
He slumped into the chair with a sound like a bellows giving up its last breath.
Next came the art lead, carrying an empty egg tart box of unknown origin.
“So… food really can taste like nothing…”
She stared blankly at the box.
“I did add Thai basil…”
No one asked why there was Thai basil in an egg tart.
When the director walked in, 56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡiuhVNzqsJT
this was the scene he saw:
The manager sitting upright, still looking somewhat operational.
But their tie was off by thirty degrees, one sleeve rolled up, 56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbmT8tKVt1m
and three cups of coffee sat by their side. 56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcMu8Okt70K
Their schedule had been scribbled into a summoning circle.
The director scanned the room, made sure everyone was still breathing, 56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYLTMdyuRFx
then finally set down his laptop.
“We need to finalize the main character’s name this morning,” 56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTNtYonCYlf
“and finish casting by this afternoon.”
He tried to speak in a tone that said: 56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlWE0s9nkqw
“I'm staying rational, but just barely holding on.”
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The screenwriter let out a cold laugh.
“So we’re wrapping up a nearly 80,000-word script on the last day? Seriously?”
“And me…”
“I still have to get a bar, a warehouse, props, costumes, blood packs, a flying lighter, and the key to a pair of handcuffs… all in 24 hours.”
The art lead chanted the list like a curse.
“At this point, I’m not even sure if that handcuff belongs to our prop box or the boss’s personal collection…”
The manager didn’t join in the sarcasm. 56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUHM0afOqqe
Instead, he calmly opened his notebook.
“We need to cast two male actors this afternoon. The kind who are comfortable with explicit scenes.”
“Requirements: not shy, okay with blood, able to handle brutal filming hours, and with good chemistry…”
He glanced up mid-sentence.
“Because the director says there’s no time for rehearsal.”
The director looked up.
“I never said no rehearsals!”56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡh8ONrguVmZ
“I said… maybe we’ll have to act with our eyes.”
The room went quiet for a beat.
Then, the art lead pulled out another egg tart, plucked the Thai basil out, and dropped it into her coffee cup.
“Mmmh…”
“This is straight-up impossible.”
“Everyone knows it—except our beloved client.”
“At this point, I kinda feel like we’re being hunted.”
“We basically exorcised our own damn spirits——only to find out the script is called _Guiltbound_?”
“The next one should be called Deliverance. So we can deliver ourselves.”
The director looked around the table. 56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡt6xAxlaecR
Everyone had dead eyes, cold coffee, and the collective thought of never wanting to wake up again.
“The name?” he asked.
“Main character’s name.”
This time, all three fell silent.
Three seconds later, the art lead bit into her tart and said:
“Just call him ‘Tragic.’ Then we’ll have a couple: Tragic × More Tragic.”
The manager flipped through the notes.
“Or maybe Shen… something Shen… you know, like ‘sink-to-the-bottom’ Shen.”
The director didn’t answer. 56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJcXb664kp8
He quietly wrote down a few names, thinking he’d fix them later.
He didn’t want to disturb the fragile balance in the room—— 56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtUBR9T6Hr1
because when everyone’s about to explode, 56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡw99oBrscDL
even one extra sentence could be the trigger.
The sky was starting to brighten. 56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZhzC1Gn7Hk
Birds chirped faintly outside the meeting room.
The day had barely begun. 56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWl6lbI3mkG
But these people… 56Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9essTSXG2T
were already done with it.
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