Kazanova's eyes dart around as if looking for an exit, and his lower lip trembles slightly as he speaks into a phone. The red neon light pulses over his features, rhythmically revealing his sweat-slicked skin and then plunging him back into darkness. The camera remains locked-off and extremely tight on his face, capturing every micro-expression of his growing hysteria and the terrifying realiza...
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