NITA (yelling) You’ll have to see it for yourself!

NITA (whispers) What the…?

NITA (V.O.) Night’s the only time the ghosts of this place feel alive.

NITA (softly) It’s… for me?

NITA (V.O.) Sometimes the only way to be seen is to disappear.

SUDDENLY, RED STROBES flash. GUARDS burst in, night‑vision goggles glowing.

INT. WAREHOUSE – NIGHT – 02:13 AM