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 SHAYLA RECIVE A BAD NEWS ABOUT KAI😱 

It’s late evening. Shayla is at home when she gets a call from her best friend, Lena. Kai is someone Shayla deeply cares about — maybe even in love with. The news is shocking.

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[Phone ringing...]

Shayla:
(Answering)
Hey Lena, what’s up? You sound weird in your text. Everything okay?

Lena:
(Hesitant)
Shayla... hey. Uh... I—I need to tell you something. But you need to sit down, okay?

Shayla:
(Sits down slowly, instantly nervous)
You’re scaring me. What happened? Is it my mom? My brother?

Lena:
No, no—it’s not your family. It’s... it’s Kai.

Shayla:
(Heart drops)
What? What about Kai?

Lena:
There was... there was an accident. Earlier today. On the highway near the cliffs. His car was found...

Shayla:
(Voice rising)
No—no, no. Don’t do that. Don’t say that. Don’t you dare tell me what I think you’re about to say.

Lena:
I’m so sorry. I didn’t want to be the one to tell you like this but I couldn’t let you find out from strangers or some news article... Shayla, they found his car totaled. No one saw it happen. It was raining, and the roads were slick. It went off the edge.

Shayla:
(Shaking, whispering)
No... no, he texted me this morning. He said he’d call me later. He said—he promised...

Lena:
I know... I know he did. He always kept his promises to you. That’s why this doesn’t make any sense.

Shayla:
Wait. Did they find him? Was he—was he in the car? Maybe he’s okay. Maybe he got out. Maybe he’s hurt but alive. Please tell me they found him.

Lena:
(Silent for a beat)
That’s the thing... they haven’t found him yet. The car was empty. But there was blood on the driver’s side. A lot.

Shayla:
(Breaks down)
No. No, no, no! Not him! Not Kai! You’re wrong. He’s not—he’s not gone. He can’t be. He just can’t...

Lena:
I don’t want to believe it either. The rescue teams are still searching the coastline. They haven’t declared anything yet. But it’s been hours, Shayla...

Shayla:
(Whispers, dazed)
He was supposed to meet me tonight... he said he had something important to tell me. He said... “Don’t be mad if I’m late, I’ve got a surprise for you.” I thought it was something sweet. Not... this.

Lena:
(Choked up)
I know, babe. I know. He loved you so much. Everyone knew it. Maybe... maybe he’s still out there. Maybe he’s holding on.

Shayla:
I need to go. I need to be there. I can’t sit here. I can’t just wait. I need to go to the cliffs. What if he’s calling out for help and no one’s listening?

Lena:
Shayla—wait. I’m coming to get you. You’re not going there alone. I’m five minutes away. Just pack a jacket and wait for me, okay? We’ll go together.

Shayla:
(Silent, voice trembling)
If he’s gone... if he’s really gone, I don’t know how I’m supposed to breathe. He’s... he’s my everything.

Lena:
We don’t know anything for sure yet. Don’t give up on him. Not yet. Kai’s strong. You know him — he’s stubborn as hell. If anyone could survive this... it’s him.

Shayla:
(Whispers)
Please let him be alive. Please...

Lena:
I’m pulling up. I’m here. Come outside.

Lena:
(Hesitant)
The police didn’t say much. But... someone called 911 just minutes before the crash. A man’s voice. They said he was panicked. Said someone was following him.

Shayla:
(Eyes widen)
What? Wait—what do you mean someone was following Kai?

Lena:
They haven’t confirmed it was him, but the call came from his phone, Shayla. They traced it. But when they tried to call back... it was dead. No GPS, no signal. Like it just—went dark.

Shayla:
(Cold dread creeping in)
Oh my God... why didn’t you tell me this earlier?

Lena:
I didn’t want to panic you until we knew more. But Shayla... this might not have been an accident.

Shayla:
(Whispers)
What are you saying? That someone ran him off the road?

Lena:
I’m saying... maybe this wasn’t just bad weather. Maybe someone wanted him to crash.

Shayla:
(Trying to stay calm)
But who? Kai didn’t have enemies. He was quiet, kept to himself. Unless...

(She pauses, suddenly remembering something.)

Lena:
Unless what?

Shayla:
Last week... he was acting weird. Like, constantly checking over his shoulder. He said someone was asking questions about “his past.” I thought he was just being paranoid. But what if he wasn’t?

Lena:
What kind of questions?

Shayla:
I don’t know—he wouldn’t say. Just told me not to worry. That it was “something he handled a long time ago.” He promised he’d explain everything tonight...

(She trails off, tears in her eyes.)

Lena:
(Quiet)
Do you think... he had secrets?

Shayla:
(Firmly)
He did. I know he did. But I loved him anyway. He told me once that there were parts of his life he wasn’t proud of, things he tried to leave behind. But he swore it would never touch me. He lied.

Lena:
Or maybe... he was trying to protect you. From whoever was after him.

(Suddenly Lena’s phone buzzes. She glances at it.)

Lena:
(Confused)
Wait... this doesn’t make sense.

Shayla:
What?

Lena:
There’s a notification... from the security cam at my place. Motion detected. But... I didn’t leave anything on.

Shayla:
(Heart pounding)
Someone's at your house?

(Lena taps the video feed. The screen shows a shadowy figure walking across her porch — wet from rain. The figure walks up to the door, looks directly into the camera... and smiles. The footage cuts off.)

Lena:
(Voice cracking)
That’s not possible.

Shayla:
Who was it?

(Lena slowly turns the screen toward Shayla.)

Lena:
It looked like... Kai.

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Shayla:
(Frozen)
No. No, that’s not real. That’s not—

Lena:
Shayla, that was just now. The timestamp is from six minutes ago. While we’ve been driving.

Shayla:
How is that possible?! They said he was missing. That there was blood. That—

Lena:
Unless... he wasn’t the victim.

Shayla:
What are you saying?

Lena:
What if Kai staged the crash?

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[The car comes to a stop at the cliffside, red and blue lights still faint in the distance. Search teams are combing the area. Shayla stares out the window — the ocean crashing below. Lena turns the engine off.]

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Shayla:
He wouldn’t fake his death. Not to me. Not unless—

(Her voice catches.)

Lena:
Unless he thought the only way to protect you... was to disappear.

Shayla:
(Shaking)
Or unless... he’s not who I thought he was.

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[Shayla grabs her coat with shaking hands, runs outside into the night — desperate, terrified, and clinging to hope.]