Wide shot, FARROW standing alone in the darkness, the light WISPS of SMOKE floating around him. He knows this is intentional, that it’s meant to unnerve him, that it’s meant to remind him of his place in this operation.

Doesn’t mean it’s not working.


On FARROW, reacting – jumping slightly as he hears something move in the darkness.

1. SFX: sskKKCHhhhllmmp

Almost stet. A GUST of SMOKE has been disturbed, rising around FARROW.

FARROW is tugging at his collar. He’s fighting the urge to run. It’s a primal, deep-seated urge. He’s mastering it.

For the moment.

2. SMOKE/off: Closer.
3. SMOKE/off: Come closer.