INT. WILLOW'S HOUSE - BEDROOM - TEN PM

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RED TINTS OF LIGHT

WILLOW shifts towards the wall. RYN is standing helplessly in the corner.

WILLOW
I can't do this anymore. I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry, Ryn. I love you, I'd do anything for you. I didn't know, I didn't know. [sobs]

CRACK! - MIRROR SHATTERS

WILLOW grabs a shard of glass and slices down her arm.

I'm so sorry, I love you.

RYN looks disapprovingly at her, WILLOW looks towards the corner.

[yelling] I'm not a coward!

BLOOD DRIPS ONTO FLOOR

WILLOW advances towards the corner.

You know damn well, I'm not a coward! [WILLOW begins to tug on her hair and fold into herself]
[screaming/sobbing] Stop torturing me! I know it's my fault you're dead! I know okay? I'm going to hate myself for the rest of my life! Shut the fuck up! You don't know anything! You aren't even real! You don't exist! [VASE SHATTERS AGAINST THE WALL] You're dead

[RED TINTS OF LIGHT STOP]

WILLOW's eyes snap open and she lightly gasps.

"DEAD" ECHOES

SILENCE
[whispering] He's..he's dead. [WILLOW tugs on her hair and begins to repeat "he's dead"]

WILLOW sits against the wall. Arm still bleeds, she looks at the doorway. She grabs a sheet and ties it into a noose.

She goes to the staircase and ties one end to the railing and she puts the noose around her neck. She stands and the railing and jumps.

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