Chapter 1
We see a series of frightening images flashing on the screen, accompanied by eerie music.
1. The frames show bloody trails, mutilated bodies, and dark shadows moving on the walls. The camera moves further and sees in the corner a bloodied girl lying in bloody cuts with a knife in her hand, stabbing herself while looking madly at the ceiling. The frame freezes and the photo moves to a page of a newspaper. The headline reads: "Mysterious suicide of a housewife."
2. The frames show intricate corridors of an office center, with high walls and flickering lights, creating an atmosphere of mystery and horror. The camera enters an office where, at tables with MONITORs, several dead programmers are sitting in chairs or lying on keyboards with foam coming out of their mouths. The frame freezes, and the photo moves to a page of a newspaper. The headline reads: "Mysterious mass suicide at the tech center."
3. The frames show infected computers, viral programs, and digital ghosts that distort reality. Strange radioactive clicks are heard, and the screen becomes distorted. The camera shows a boy hanging from the side above the sitting place in front of the computer desk. His legs slightly twitch in the throes of death. The frame freezes, and the photo moves to a page of a newspaper. The headline reads: "Another mysterious suicide of a programmer."
The camera zooms in on the screen of a smartphone lying on the table, where messages are being typed.
In the room, against the wall opposite the sofa, there is a desk with a computer tower and a monitor. Behind it sits STEPHANIE , a talented young programmer, who is deeply engrossed in writing code late at night. He receives a notification on his smartphone, which is lying nearby.
STAVL
Is this an SMS from STEPHANIE ? Why so late?!
He takes the smartphone and opens a message from his girlfriend, STEPHANIE .
STEPHANIE (SUBTITLE)
Dear STAVL,
I don't know how to start this letter because words cannot convey all the pain and darkness I feel inside me. Life has become unbearable for me, and I no longer see any way out. My soul is torn apart, and I can no longer fight this pain. I have experienced so many emotional losses, so many disappointments, that now it seems to me that there is no point in continuing this path. I feel like I am doomed to suffer, and I see no hope for a better future.
Forgive me for being so weak, for not being able to cope with this world of fantasies and my little monsters. Perhaps in another life, I will have the strength and wisdom to overcome all trials. But now I just can't go on.
