The Stranger slowly places a glowing hourglass on the dusty table, and as the sand flows upward, a grey, stony texture begins to creep up Maya's hands. The camera pans slowly from the hourglass to Maya’s terrified face. Dust particles dance in the shafts of cold light. The movement conveys a sense of encroaching dread and the heavy passage of wasted time. On-screen dialogue (characters speak w...
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