The camera holds steady on the handwritten words: 'It is watching us from the ridges.' A dark shadow passes slowly over the page, momentarily dimming the flickering candlelight. The paper edges flutter slightly as if from a cold draught. The mood is one of impending doom. Off-screen voiceover (all characters have their mouths closed, no one is speaking on screen): Voice: Deep, resonant male vo...
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