Book 4 – Opening Scene (Revised for Accuracy)
Everything was different.
Eve had already showered, gone for a run, and returned clear-headed but wired. She lay across the tangled sheets, her skin still tingling from exertion. From the bathroom, she could hear the rhythm of water—Lisa bathing.
The scent of her lingered on the bed: warm skin, lavender soap, something unmistakably Lisa. Eve breathed it in and shuddered. The ache in her chest wasn’t pain—it was awe.
In the mirror’s reflection, Lisa examined her body. Eve caught glimpses: her long back, the subtle curves of her hips, the tattoos she had chosen to keep—like verses from a sacred text. The rest had been removed just a week ago.
When Lisa stepped out, towel barely clinging, Eve felt it again—like a full-body chord vibrating through her.
LISA
(gently surprised)
Oh—I didn’t see you.
Lisa didn’t flinch. She stood in her sculpted nudity, utterly unashamed. Her eyes locked with Eve’s, curious but open.
LISA
I love you.
EVE
(a breath, a prayer)
Can I touch you… Lisa?
She said her name as if for the first time.
LISA
(smiling, puzzled)
Yes.
Lisa lay down on the bed. Eve began with her legs, then her feet—suddenly mesmerized by their shape, the slight arch, the way the bones met beneath the skin.
Lisa briefly wondered if Eve was developing a new fascination… but decided not to question it. She closed her eyes, surrendered.
Eve’s hands traveled up her body like music—gliding, worshiping. Her mouth followed. She was in some trance of her own, breathing erratically, heart full. She hadn’t climaxed in any usual way, but she’d come undone several times over.
Then Lisa let out a sound—a gasp—and went still.
EVE
(soft)
Just give me one second—I’ll finish…
She looked down.
Lisa wasn’t moving.
EVE
(sits up fast)
Lisa?
She pressed her hand to Lisa’s chest—heartbeat steady, but breath irregular. No signs of seizure, no trauma.
EVE
Lisa! Lisa…
She gently shifted her, draped the blanket over her, and checked again. Everything seemed stable… but Lisa was gone in some inner place.
Eve sat beside her. Waiting.
Afraid.
Book 4 – The Vision Aftermath
Lisa began to stir. Her breath deepened. Her eyelids fluttered, then opened slowly.
Eve was right there—curled beside her, arms wrapped protectively around her.
EVE
You were out again, hon. Thirty minutes this time.
(softer)
Just breathe. You’re okay.
INT. SAFEHOUSE – MORNING
Morning light spills through the window. Lisa looks dreamy but serious.
LISA
The way you touched me…
I’ve never been touched like that before.
(beat)
I mean—it filled me with something.
Something new.
Something I needed to share.
And… I had a vision.
Of women who need us, Eve.
EVE
Just when I thought it might be all roses and cream.
LISA
Never mind. We don’t have to help them.
(looking around)
Is there leftover toast?
EVE
Alright, tell me first.
LISA
You don’t want to hear it.
EVE
Lisa—say it before I get it out of you.
(grins, pinches her playfully)
I wanna hear.
LISA
Ben’s gonna die soon.
If he hasn’t already.
EVE
Yeah?
(a little sad, but steady)
Okay.
LISA
He was connected to the studio.
More girls he’d… acquired.
Some were pretty, and he put them to work.
In the studio system.
EVE
Trafficked them.
LISA
You knew?
EVE
No.
But I can see him doing something like that.
It’s how a depraved mind operates.
LISA
Because of his ties, I wasn’t treated well by everyone there.
Some of them tried to sabotage me.
Not kill me—they wouldn’t dare.
But they wanted me out.
Because of Ben.
EVE
I knew something was off.
I always felt it.
It was driving me slowly crazy.
LISA
I see that now.
EVE
You weren’t seeing nothing on that root, Lisa.
Remember that—
or I’ll have to remind you.
LISA
(smiling)
Yikes.
That sounds painful.
EVE
Uh huh. You want some toast?
LISA
(blinking)
Yeah. Sure. Thanks.
INT. KITCHEN / BEDROOM – A LITTLE LATER
Eve returns with toast. Lisa’s sitting up in bed, still wrapped in the sheet.
LISA
It’s probably just some weird anomaly. Like a dream. These visions.
(takes a bite)
Mmm. Jelly.
EVE
Do you think it’s weird to have a mini orgasm just by looking at someone?
LISA
(toast in mouth)
Huh?
EVE
I don’t know. Maybe we should both just check ourselves into the funny farm.
LISA
(trying to spread jelly with her finger)
Been there, done that. Didn’t like the drapes. Or the natural decor.
EVE
Lisa, seriously—you’re getting crumbs all over the bed.
LISA
(shrugs)
Oh, sorry…
(pause)
Anyway—just curious about the orgasm thingy. I mean, I’ve had weird ones too. Once I got off watching a documentary about arctic wolves. Totally not sexy.
EVE
(groans)
Lisa! I’m talking about spontaneous climax. No contact. No stimulation. Just… you. Not masturbation. TMI !
LISA
(laughs)
Sorry! But seriously—how does that even work? You did that? When?
EVE
(getting up, flustered)
I can’t talk about this while you’re getting crumbs everywhere and staying naked like it’s a nudist commune in here.
She walks off toward the kitchen with the empty dish.
LISA
(calling after her)
So what made you have an orgasm with no contact?
(beat)
You know—down there?
EVE
(yelling back)
Looking at your body, babe.
(flatly)
You’ve got it going on.
LISA
(sputtering)
Oh my God. That’s the nicest thing you’ve ever said to me!
She hops out of bed, still nude, beaming—then steps on the loose sheet, slips, and crashes to the floor.
LISA
Ow! Shit!
EVE
(rushing in)
Lisa!
Lisa’s now flat on her back, one foot in the air, the sheet wrapped around her like a failed toga.
LISA
I know you think my body’s this sacred thing or whatever—
(tries to stand—trips again)
Aye yai yai!
(groaning, flailing)
EVE
(laughing now, eyes misting)
You’re gonna kill yourself trying to be holy.
LISA
(grinning, peeking over the sheet)
Well, if I die, at least I’ll know someone climaxed just by looking at me.
EVE
(wiping a tear from her laugh)
You’re ridiculous.
LISA
(softly)
And naked. Don’t forget naked.
INT. SAFEHOUSE – COMMON ROOM – NIGHT
The room is dim, intimate. A quiet tension thrums beneath the surface as the group gathers around the table. Familiar faces, but something unspoken crackles in the air.
ARTIMUS
(steady, clear)
Buzz, Brad… we brought you here because you’re family. Lisa had a premonition. About the future.
EVE
(handing out beers)
And it ain’t pretty.
(She smirks at Lisa. Lisa smirks back.)
ARTIMUS
(firm but gentle)
This isn’t just a theory. Ben is dead. That premonition came true. These girls Lisa saw I probably talked to—maybe even knew.
EVE
Yeah. You always had a soft spot for the pretty ones.
(she softens)
Sorry.
ARTIMUS
(takes a breath, centers himself)
Ben found them. Hired them. And then trafficked them.
EVE
He got them young—too young to fight back.
LISA
He’d compromise them somehow. Photos. Manipulation.
ARTIMUS
Then he’d use it against them. Threaten to expose them if they tried to leave.
EVE
Even with Ben gone… they’re still trapped. Because the studio took his stash of blackmail. They’re using it to keep the girls in line.
(Artimus begins to explain how the vision came to Lisa—how Lisa and Eve are synced)
LISA
(quietly)
You’re probably wondering why we’re airing our… personal experiences like this. Especially the, uh… climaxes.
(glances at Eve, awkward smile)
But if we can’t be real with our closest friends, how the hell do we survive once the world starts poking around?
BRAD
(grinning)
You all know me. I’ve been strip-searched, called a slut—by association, thank you very much—with you-know-who.
LISA
(deadpan)
You were just the flavor of the day. Society loves a man with a body count.
EVE
( softly to Brad)
I hear you Brad . And I hope the strip search wasn’t… degrading.
BRAD
(gets up, suddenly serious)
It wasn’t. Because you—
(points to her)
—are one of the kindest, most thoughtful people I’ve ever met. And I’ve met a lot.
(firmly)
That’s why we get ahead of this. This is personal—for Artimus, for Eve.
And I’m in.
Eve looks up. Her eyes shine. She gives a small, genuine smile.
BUZZ
(leaning back, thoughtful)
I’ve seen a lot—surveillance hacks, false signals, people thinking they’re psychic after one edible.
But whatever’s between you two?
(gestures at Lisa and Eve)
That’s not tech. That’s something else.
It’s syncing. It’s energy.
(beat)
It’s beautiful. But it’s dangerous if we don’t understand it.
ARTIMUS
We’ll have time to study the connection later.
Right now—we need a plan.
BUZZ
(nods)
Alright. Lisa, Eve—maybe sync again. Try to sense if the plan we come up with will work.
(to Brad)
What’s your move?
BRAD
(cracks knuckles, energized)
Okay, here’s how I see it:
We make up a leak.
Start a whisper. Nothing direct. Just enough to stir curiosity—let people believe something scandalous is on the horizon.
Then Lisa goes public. No shame. No apologies. Full control.
(turns to Lisa)
You say, “Yeah, there are pictures. I’m proud of them. I took back my power and wouldn’t let anyone extort me.”
You release your images—what you choose. Bold. Honest. Yours.
By the time the real vultures show up to extort the girls. They will think twice and so will the girls. .
(sits back, satisfied)
Don’t kill the fire. Light it yourself—in your own damn fireplace.
LISA
(nods slowly, looking to Eve)
Eve?
EVE
(takes it in, careful)
So… we create the photos of Lisa , say they were taken to blackmail her. and Lisa takes control of the narrative.
ARTIMUS
And maybe that empowers the other girls, right? What do you think?
EVE
(quietly)
Maybe Lisa gives a talk. Stands as an advocate. We give them a number to call. A way out.
(beat)
We don’t even have to show the pictures. Just say we have them.
That should be enough.
INT. SAFEHOUSE – TRIO’S BEDROOM – NIGHT
Soft lighting glows from a single lamp. Clothes hang half-folded over chairs. The room feels lived in—weighted with grief, but laced with tenderness. A sacred space, cracked open.
ARTIMUS
(sitting on the edge of the bed, watching Eve)
Eve… talk to us. Let us in.
LISA
(gently, crossing to her)
Come on. Let me help you.
(She kneels, slowly helping Eve out of her clothes, treating the moment with reverence. She guides her into nightwear like she’s dressing a wounded soul.)
ARTIMUS
(voice trembling)
Say something. Please.
If you want, I’ll go down there right now and blow the whole place to hell.
EVE
(quiet, but firm)
No, Artimus.
Don’t.
(Her voice catches.)
I can’t believe you all voted to give the pictures of Lisa to the media.
LISA
The ones I take will be tasteful. Nudes, yes—but with control.
What those girls endured was… monstrous.
If we don’t go big with this, no one will care. Not really.
ARTIMUS
(pained)
I hate it too. But Lisa’s not coming from the same place.
She didn’t go through what you did Eve. Her experience in doing this will be different.
(Lisa wraps Eve in a deep, protective embrace.)
ARTIMUS
(gently, moving closer)
We’re with you. You know that.
LISA
(soft, to Eve)
Come on.
Let’s try to connect tonight.
I need to see if the plan really will hold.
(she smiles faintly)
Want to take a shower together?
ARTIMUS
(blinking, dry)
You’ll faint and crack your skull open. Great plan.
LISA
(grinning)
Oh. Right. Duh. Forget I said anything.
EVE
(after a long pause, quietly)
I just… need some time.
(beat)
I’m going to shower. Alone.
(she looks at them, steadier now)
But I’ll meet you here.
Both of you.
(She wipes her face with the back of her hand—resolute now, if still a little fragile.)
We’ll try this. Together.
(She turns and walks slowly to the bathroom. Lisa and Artimus remain, watching her go in silence.)
INT. SAFEHOUSE – BEDROOM – LATER THAT NIGHT
The room is quiet. A single lamp glows softly. Eve walks in wearing a towel robe. Her hair is damp. Her eyes are steady, focused.
Lisa steps out from the bathroom a moment later, also wrapped in a robe. They had showered separately—but something between them had already begun to sync.
Eve walks up to Lisa without a word and gently opens her robe. Her hands move with reverence, fingertips grazing Lisa’s tattoos—like she’s reading stories written in her skin.
EVE
Can you lay on your tummy?
Lisa nods, breath hitching slightly. She climbs onto the bed, lying down between Eve and Artimus, who watches quietly from the other side—silent, present.
Eve kneels beside her and places her hands on Lisa’s neck, then glides them down the long slope of her back. Her palms press gently into her curves, learning their terrain again, like a symphony she can only hear through touch.
Then—Eve begins to kiss her.
Softly. Slowly. The back of her shoulder. The curve of her hip.
Her breath catches.
She begins to ride the feeling—wave after wave—pressing into Lisa’s back, moaning quietly as her hands explore, her body tightening in pleasure. Her breathing grows heavy, erratic, until her whole form shudders in release—not from sex, but from something more primal, more spiritual.
INT. SAFEHOUSE – MORNING
The sun streams through the windows. The house feels calm, lived-in.
Eve, fresh from her run, stands at the mirror combing out her damp hair. She glances toward the bathroom—and freezes.
Lisa is inside, completely naked, performing an elegant 180 spin in front of the mirror, studying her body like it’s a piece of living art.
Eve tilts her head, amused. Then, grinning, she sneaks up and smacks Lisa firmly on the bare behind.
Lisa jumps a mile, gasping.
LISA
Hey!
EVE
(mock-serious)
What do you think you’re doing?
Lisa, are you seriously trying to get yourself off just looking at your body?
(calling out)
Artimus! Lisa’s being weird again!
ARTIMUS (O.S.)
What’s she doing now?
EVE
(turning back to the bedroom, making the bed)
Caught her masturbating in the bathroom mirror.
ARTIMUS
(walking in, throwing his hands up)
Love, what the hell—you’ve got two hotties right here!
LISA
(deadpan, still looking at herself in the mirror)
When did I lose my “me” time?
EVE
(grinning)
When you started living with us.
(folds a blanket, then calls out over her shoulder)
Now get some clothes on. You’re making breakfast today—I’ve been doing it all week.
LISA
(grumbling as she puts on her robe)
Domestic tyranny…
She heads into the kitchen.
ARTIMUS
(moving behind Eve, arms slipping around her waist)
Mmm… nice and sweaty.
(nuzzles her neck)
How about a shower?
EVE
(exhales, finally relaxed)
Yeah. Yeah, okay.
She turns, and they help each other out of their clothes—quiet, smooth, practiced—and head off toward the bathroom, warm water and laughter waiting.
INT. SAFEHOUSE – KITCHEN – MORNING
The table is set simply—scrambled eggs, toast, coffee. Lisa places a bowl of strawberries on the table and sits down across from Eve and Artimus. They’re already digging in.
ARTIMUS
(chewing)
So… you’re sure the plan’s going to work?
LISA
(looking at Eve)
Yes. It will. And Eve—you actually feel okay about it.
EVE
(sighs, relief softening her whole body)
I feel so much better after hearing you say that.
ARTIMUS
Then let’s stay focused.
Do the plan. Know it’s going to be alright.
EVE
(nodding)
Will do.
LISA
(standing, grabbing her bag)
Okay—I’m off. Meeting Brad.
EVE
He’s helping you with your speech?
LISA
Yeah.
Eve rises and wraps her arms around her. The hug lingers—quiet and steady.
LISA
(holding her close)
Do you know how much I love you?
EVE
(looking into her eyes, touching her cheek)
Yeah.
(softly)
I think I do.
Lisa smiles and pulls away gently, then heads for the door. Eve watches her go, something calm and resolute settling in her.
INT. SECLUDED LOUNGE – NIGHT
Dim lights, low music. The room hums with quiet energy. Lisa and Brad sit at a small corner table, drinks in hand, tucked away from the world.
BRAD
(blinking, stunned)
What the fuck, dude?! Are you serious?
LISA
(sips her drink, calm)
Yeah. Unfortunately.
It’s the only way I see it working.
BRAD
So you saw they had a nude picture of Eve too.
Lisa.
Yeah there intention is to extort me with it.
BRAD
So Eve doesn’t know about this picture.
LISA.
No the picture looks like they just had a camera in her shower. She probably wasn’t aware.
BRAD. (Looking sad about it )
So nobody knows what you’re about to do—except me?
LISA
(nods)
That’s right.
BRAD
(leans in, eyes narrowing)
Wait. This energy you and Eve have going on… you’re gonna release that?
LISA
(smiling)
Yeah. You’re quick, man.
(leans back, half-laughs)
I’m going to try and release it into the world.
If I don’t fall on my naked ass first.
BRAD
(grinning)
So you actually feel it? That build-up? Like it’s inside you?
LISA
(touches her chest)
Exactly. Like pressure. Like light. Building up.
How do you do that dude? Like already know what I’m going to say. .
Are you like this with everybody?
BRAD
(smirking)
Yeah, hon. Remember? I told you—I’m gifted.
LISA
(glancing around dramatically, lowering her voice)
Jeez. I wonder what it’s like being in your bed.
BRAD
(without missing a beat)
Let’s just say… I’m a close second to you and Eve on any given day.
LISA
(shaking her head, laughing)
God, I hope you never meet your cosmic twin.
We’d all be headed to Nirvana in a handbasket.
BRAD
(raises his glass)
Touché.
(They clink glasses, a spark of mischief in the air, but underneath it—something electric, something real.)
INT. SAFEHOUSE – MORNING
Golden light filters through the windows. The house is quiet, but a strange energy hums underneath everything.
Lisa stands in front of the mirror, brushing her hair. Her robe is tied neatly, but she wears nothing underneath. She breathes slowly, anchoring herself.
INT. LIVING ROOM – SAME TIME
Artimus scrolls through his tablet.
ARTIMUS
(reading aloud)
“Will Lisa Snow address the rumored leak? Speculation builds as her team confirms a live statement today.”
He looks up at Eve, who sits quietly on the couch, meditating.
ARTIMUS
It’s everywhere. Trending globally.
EVE
(quietly)
She hasn’t told us what she’s going to say yet.
ARTIMUS
(suspicious)
She said it’s better we stay here to address reporters. Seems odd.
EVE
She’s up to something. But she’s ready. I feel her.
INT. SMALL EVENT SPACE – AN HOUR LATER
A clean, softly lit room. Intimate. No more than 20 people in folding chairs—friends, creatives, a few invited press. The hum of anticipation is real.
Brad stands near the front, subtly working the crowd. Whispering, calming, keeping things loose but alert.
BRAD
(to someone near him)
This isn’t a press stunt. It’s a truth drop. Just breathe and take it in.
He looks toward the side curtain—nods once.
LISA LIVE
(Lisa stands center stage. Her robe is untied now, hanging loose at her sides. She breathes deeply. The audience is silent. The camera is live. Her voice is steady, her eyes filled with clarity.)
LISA
There are moments in life when your body is no longer your own.
When it’s photographed without permission.
When it’s touched without consent.
When it’s starved, punished, sliced open, or sold.
When someone laughs at it, labels it, objectifies it, calls it a sin or a weakness.
When you’re forced to undress while someone watches.
When you hide under baggy clothes because you don’t want to be prey.
When you give in—because survival felt safer than saying no.
When you were made to feel that your shape was your shame.
(She drops the robe. It falls quietly to the floor. She is standing in her full form. Not inviting, not apologizing—just being.)
LISA
I’ve carried all of that.
For myself.
And for others who never got to speak.
(She takes a step forward. Raises her arms.)
Today, I release it.
(The room tightens with energy—like the moment before thunder. Her voice sharpens, filled with love and fury.)
I release the shame.
I release the fear.
I release the silence.
I release the lie that our bodies ever belonged to anyone else.
And I release every captive still holding their breath in the dark—including myself.
(She turns—slowly, beautifully—completing a full 180. Arms open.)
LISA
Take it, my loves.
(The energy breaks. A pulse of light and force explodes outward—not from above, but from within her. Lisa is thrust forward by the burst, feet leaving the ground. She flies across the small space and crashes right into Brad’s chest. The impact knocks them both into a velvet bench with a loud thud. Drinks spill. Gasps echo. It’s clumsy, chaotic, and completely unplanned.)
Lisa is limp for just a moment. Then she stirs—eyes fluttering open.
BRAD
(holding her, dazed and unclothed)
Hey, babe.
Nothing happened last night—I swear.
(She bursts into laughter. Raw, disbelieving, whole.)
The audience doesn’t clap. They just feel it—some crying, some stunned. Something sacred just cracked open, and they know it.
EXT. BACK ALLEY – NIGHT
Brad scoops Lisa into his arms and bolts through the exit door. A sleek black sedan idles in the alley, engine purring low.
He yanks the back door open and pulls out an oversized sweatshirt.
BRAD
Put this on—fast.
Lisa slips it over her head without a word. It swallows her, hiding her face, her body. Perfect.
LISA
Where are we going?
BRAD
Up.
He slams the door shut and sprints back into the building.
INT. ELEVATOR – MOMENTS LATER
Brad punches the rooftop button, breathing hard. The elevator hums to life, climbing.
EXT. ROOFTOP – CONTINUOUS
The helicopter blades spin like thunder. Brad bursts through the rooftop door, helps Lisa climb in, then jumps in beside her.
The door slams. The chopper lifts.
INT. HELICOPTER – NIGHT
Wind and adrenaline whip around them.
Lisa finally exhales.
LISA
This is insane.
BRAD
No. This is necessary.
He looks out the window as the city falls away below.
BRAD
You’re not just a person anymore, Lisa.
You’re a signal.
INT. SAFEHOUSE – LIVING ROOM – MOMENTS AFTER THE BROADCAST
The screen fades to black. No one speaks.
ARTIMUS and EVE sit frozen on the couch, staring at the screen like it’s still playing. Lisa’s final words, her body lifted by unseen force, her crash into Brad’s arms—it replays in their minds like a fever dream.
The house is silent—until the first phone rings.
Then another.
And another.
The landline. Eve’s cell. A tablet buzzes off the coffee table. Notifications pile up.
Still—no one moves.
ARTIMUS
(barely above a whisper)
They’re going to surround the house.
(beat)
Come on.
He stands. Eve stands too. They move quickly but without words, both still caught in the surreal hum of what just happened. They grab only what they can: a bag, a charger, keys, coats.
INT. CAR – MOVING – NIGHT
The road hums beneath them. The silence has lasted miles.
Eve finally speaks—quiet, almost to herself.
EVE
I can’t believe she didn’t tell me.
Why couldn’t she tell me?
Artimus doesn’t answer at first. His grip tightens on the wheel. Then—
ARTIMUS
I need you right now.
(He glances at her—soft, steady.)
To help me figure out where we’re going. Before the roads close. Before the noise catches up.
Eve breathes in—sharply. Her eyes are wet but clear.
EVE
Back into nature.
(beat)
We need disguises. We need to stop and get camping gear—clothes, bags, burner phones if we can find them.
ARTIMUS
(nods)
Okay. That could work.
They drive on, headlights cutting through the dark, toward wildness and reinvention.
INT. TV NEWS SEGMENT – “LISA SNOW: WORLD REACTS”
Cut to on-the-street interview. A young man (early 20s, hoodie, iced coffee) stands in front of a lively café, looking slightly dazed. Holding the mic is his friend, the segment’s designated field commentator, trying to keep things professional.
COMMENTATOR (deadpan but trying)
We’re live downtown getting public reactions to Lisa Snow’s now-viral broadcast—where the actress disrobed, delivered a cultural takedown on body shame, and appeared to… levitate?
(turns to the interviewee)
You were watching the livestream. Your thoughts?
YOUNG GUY
(nodding, wide-eyed)
I mean… I don’t even know. She’s hot as hell.
(glances at camera, grins—his friends laugh behind him)
But like… also? I’m not even sure she’s human anymore?
COMMENTATOR
(gently steering)
Okay—but beyond the shock factor. Some are saying she released an energetic field—like, into the collective psyche.
She talked about body shame, boundaries, trauma. Did any of that land for you?
YOUNG GUY
(blinking, surprised by the question)
Yeah… actually, yeah.
She said stuff I felt.
Like—I’ve been searched by cops before. Hands on the wall, treated like trash.
(beat)
It’s the same feeling. Powerless.
(his friends in the background go quiet, suddenly unsure)
YOUNG GUY
(nods slowly)
I didn’t like it. And I’ve never heard anyone talk about that and make it sound…
(searching)
…sacred.
(long pause. Even the commentator is still for a second.)
COMMENTATOR
(quietly)
Yeah. Yeah, man. Thank you for that.
(suddenly snapping back to anchor voice)
Back to you, Bob.
WELL-KNOWN POLITICAL LEADER – OFFICIAL STATEMENT
(Delivered in front of press, calm and firm)
“What we witnessed in that livestream was not only a cultural moment, but an energetic one.
I don’t pretend to understand everything Ms. Snow intended to express, but I recognize courage when I see it.
And more than that—I recognize leadership.
She spoke for millions of people who’ve felt voiceless. Shamed. Silenced. And she did it without violence, without slander, without a single word of hate.
That’s power. Whether you agree with her or not, you can’t deny—something shifted last night.”
WOMAN IN MIDWESTERN LIVING ROOM – NEWS INTERVIEW
(tears in her eyes, holding a worn bathrobe tighter around her)
“I watched it twice. My hands were shaking.
I’ve hated this body for years.
Too big, too soft, too much of everything.
But when she said ‘I release the shame’…
It was like something cracked open in me.
I went to my mirror, and I just looked at myself. Not to judge. Not to fix. Just to see.
That’s the first time I’ve done that in twenty years.”
(She wipes her eyes, softly laughing)
“My husband didn’t know what was going on. He thought I was gonna cut my hair or leave him.
But I just hugged him and said, ‘I think I finally came home to myself.’
EXT. RIVERSIDE DROP POINT – DAY
A quiet river glistens under the trees. A motorboat idles nearby, supplies stacked in waterproof bags. Brad and Lisa hop off with their gear.
They hike miles upriver, deeper into the wild, until the world is gone.
EXT. CAMPSITE – LATER
A fire pit is being assembled. A tent half up. The forest is still, alive, ancient.
Brad pulls out a burner phone and dials.
BRAD
(grinning)
Hey man. We made it.
(listens)
Yeah, I know. She changed the plan.
(laughs)
Hahahaha. Classic, right?
(glancing at Lisa)
Listen—we’re at drop point Fairfield.
We gotta get the trio back together. Get ‘em over here.
(beat)
Okay. Talk to you. Bye.
LISA
(smiling)
They’re coming?
BRAD
Oh yeah. Buzz’ll get them here.
LISA
(spinning slowly in the forest)
Back to nature. Yay.
(long pause)
(softly)
You think I could live like Elvis, Brad?
(he gives her a look—what?)
LISA
I mean… do you think this’ll die down?
The madness. The noise.
Or is this just the beginning?
(beat)
What did you see happening?
BRAD
(honest)
I saw you lighting a fuse. But not the bomb.
This?
This was just the ignition.
LISA
(sitting on a log, head in hands)
I saw Eve’s pictures… not seeing the light of day. Same for the other girls.
(groans)
I can’t believe I didn’t look further.
Jeez. I may be a fortune teller, but I didn’t say I was good at it.
BRAD
(grabbing the water jug, pouring them both a drink)
Dang. Good thing I’m here to help you out, my friend.
I planned for everything.
LISA
(teasing)
You and Eve are so alike. Responsible. Thoughtful.
(beat)
How did you two get along on that media tour?
BRAD
(smiling at the memory)
Oh my god. We were ten steps ahead of everyone.
Playing off each other constantly.
It was a dance, Lisa.
LISA
(laughs)
She told me she was getting hit on left and right.
BRAD
Of course she was. But like I said—she’s quick.
We both were.
No one could touch her.
(beat)
Except when it came to you, doll.
LISA
(quiet now)
She would just lose all control, wouldn’t she?
BRAD
I remember her on the edge.
Back at the studio.
Watching all those costars put their hands on you in those scenes…
(shakes his head)
She started losing her cool edge. Couldn’t sleep. Couldn’t eat. Just pacing. Breaking down.
LISA
(softly)
Untouchable.
(then)
I wonder what she thinks now.
(They sit in silence for a moment, only the fire crackling, and the birds returning to their trees.)
EXT. WOODS – NIGHT
A small fire crackles. The trees stretch tall and silent around them. Eve and Artimus sit close, the air cool, the quiet deep.
ARTIMUS
(softly, watching the flames)
How are you feeling about Lisa now?
EVE
(flat, honest)
Hurt.
Angry.
Thinking of ways to punish her ass.
ARTIMUS
(deadpan)
I’m so glad we’re all so much more enlightened now.
(Eve lets out the tiniest laugh)
ARTIMUS
You know Lisa, right?
There’s always a reason for what she does.
And in her mind… I know she felt like it was necessary. To protect you.
You remember the last thing she said to you?
EVE
(quietly, eyes in the fire)
She said, I love you.
Knowing she was about to disrobe for the whole world to see.
ARTIMUS
(nods)
Maybe that’s just it.
It’s just a body.
We decide what meaning to assign to it—not the world. Not anyone else.
EVE
(suddenly intense)
I know she did it for me and the other girls.
(beat)
We had an agreement.
(voice breaking)
I keep making the same mistake—thinking our agreements are real.
ARTIMUS
It’s different.
You were hurt more than either of us.
And it’s about time you accept that—and let us respond to it in a normal way.
(He holds her. Eve doesn’t fight it. She lays her head on his shoulder, breathing slow.)
EVE
(muffled)
Just don’t tell me to forgive her yet.
ARTIMUS
Wouldn’t dream of it.
(They sit in the quiet. The fire cracks. Somewhere in the dark, an owl calls once and is silent.)
EXT. LISA & BRAD’S CAMPSITE – MID-MORNING
Lisa and Brad are finishing up breakfast. The fire crackles. The forest is calm.
LISA
(yawning)
Still no sign?
BRAD
(checking his burner)
Nothing yet. Maybe they’re still on the trail.
Suddenly—a robotic, distorted voice booms from the woods.
VOICE (EVE, distorted)
“STEP AWAY FROM THE FIRE. LISA SNOW, YOU ARE IN DIRECT VIOLATION OF EMOTIONAL PROTOCOL 472—FAILURE TO INFORM AND COMPLETE THE TRIAD CIRCLE.”
Brad spits out his coffee.
LISA
(standing)
What the hell?!
SECOND VOICE (ARTIMUS)
“LIE FLAT ON YOUR STOMACHS. HANDS OUT.
YOU WILL BE TEMPORARILY DETAINED FOR UNAUTHORIZED PLAN MODIFICATION.”
LISA
(panicking, laughing)
Oh my god. It’s them. IT’S THEM.
BRAD
(already lowering himself)
Just do it! Go with it! Don’t anger the forest spirits!
Lisa groans, lies flat on the ground, arms out dramatically.
LISA
This feels unnecessarily realistic!
EVE and ARTIMUS burst out of the trees, grinning wildly. Eve runs straight to Lisa, straddles her back, and starts swatting her with playful smacks.
EVE
(mock outrage)
YOU CHANGED THE PLAN, YOU ABSOLUTE DORK.
We had a pact! A pact, Lisa!
LISA
(laughing helplessly, still facedown)
I know! I know! I deserve this!
ARTIMUS
(to Brad, who’s still on the ground)
You too, traitor. What are you, her accomplice?
BRAD
(muffled)
I was promised nature and snacks!
EVE
(rolling off Lisa, breathless)
God, I missed you.
LISA
(sitting up, eyes misty)
I missed you too. Even the hitting.
They all collapse into a heap of limbs, laughter, and relief.
EXT. CAMPSITE – EVENING
The fire pops as logs shift. The four sit around it with mugs of something warm, the sky dimming to deep blue.
ARTIMUS
Well—this is the real wild.
We’re gonna have to learn to hunt, fish, eat berries… maybe build a dugout.
BRAD
For real. Might as well use our wits now to survive like actual bush people.
EVE
You never know—we could camp by the fire, tell ghost stories… maybe shift into another dimension. That sounds fun.
LISA
(raising an eyebrow)
Okay, okay—but what are the sleeping arrangements gonna be?
I don’t wanna leave Brad out in the cold.
EVE
(mock offended)
What the hell, Lisa—what are you suggesting?! So rude.
BRAD
(grinning)
You actually got me speechless, Lisa—and that’s hard to do.
LISA
(rolling her eyes)
Oh my God, I didn’t mean sexually. Jeezus.
ARTIMUS
(chiming in)
Alright, I got an idea—everyone sleeps together.
But if there’s any hanky-panky, we designate that area over there.
(points into the trees)
Two campsites. Boundaries.
BRAD
God, you make me feel like such a fourth wheel.
EVE
(teasing, winking)
Well—if there was ever a time you thought you might go both ways…
you might wanna take a leap of faith, Brad.
ARTIMUS
(serious now, looking at Eve)
Okay—but really. How long do you think we’ll need to stay out here?
BRAD
That depends…
on what you’re willing to accept.
Out here? Or out there.
LISA
Hmm…
Modern conveniences and no privacy?
Or no modern conveniences and all the privacy we want.
EVE
(sits up suddenly)
Wait—I’ve got an idea.
Let’s all write down how long we think we should stay.
No names. No pressure. One piece of paper each.
LISA
(grinning)
Sounds risky. I’m in.
Eve pulls out small papers Buzz packed, hands them around. Everyone shares the same pen.
LISA
Okay—the first one out of the hat, we have to do it.
ARTIMUS
Maybe you believe in that Lisa, but not all of us are mystics with glitter.
EVE
(grabbing the hat)
Too late. I’m pulling the first one.
(opens it)
Six months?! Yikes.
LISA
(pulls another)
Three days.
(they laugh hard)
ARTIMUS
Three weeks.
BRAD
Two months.
EVE
(softly)
You know what? I’m feeling brave right now.
I love all of you so much.
(beat)
Let’s be wild and crazy and just pick one.
Let fate have her say.
ARTIMUS and BRAD exchange glances.
LISA
(to Brad)
Think about it, Brad. You might have people—someone—waiting for you back home.
EVE
That’s true. Think hard.
BRAD
(presses fingers to temples like a psychic)
Okay. Got it.
Let’s do this, baby. I’m in.
Put it in the hat.
ARTIMUS
(mock-exasperated)
Hey, don’t I get a say?
EVE
You’re kind of outvoted, but—
(grinning)
I do wanna know what you really think, Smarty Man.
ARTIMUS
(bowing dramatically)
Alright, mates. I’ll roll the hard six tonight. Let’s go.
LISA
Wait—who picks?
(They all glance at each other. Silence. Then—)
ALL (pointing)
Lisa.
EVE
Lisa the Naked Wonder.
BRAD
The Naked Rocket!
(Laughter explodes. They pass the hat around, drop in folded papers. The fire crackles. The moment hums—something real is about to be chosen.)
They all stare at Lisa as she holds the hat. She smirks.
LISA
Here we go…
(cut to black)
EXT. CAMPSITE – NIGHT
Lisa reaches into the hat, unfolds the paper slowly, and stares.
Her face shifts—somewhere between disbelief and cosmic betrayal.
LISA
(flat)
Nope.
(She throws the paper down into the firelight.)
They all lean in. The number glows back at them.
EVE
(deadpan)
Six months.
LISA
Fate has a hell of a sense of humor.
EVE
(mocking the universe)
Yeah, you think it’s laughing with us?
LISA
No, definitely at us.
EVE
Why do I hear Bashar or whoever he is cackling his ass off right now?
ARTIMUS
(shakes his head, slowly)
Six months here…
Who knows what we’ll even be in six months.
LISA
(quieter now)
Maybe we were drawn here.
Not to wait—but to become.
(beat)
EVE
(turns to Brad)
You’re awfully quiet.
BRAD
(throws up his hands)
Six months? Pfft. Nothing.
(he stands)
Hello—you guys could shift dimensions and be back in time for breakfast.
ARTIMUS
(head snapping toward Brad)
…Holy crap. I forgot about that.
BRAD
(grinning, walking toward the tree line)
Oh—and for the record?
(he stops, turns, hands on hips)
You’re not leaving me behind.
I’m jumping with you—
(starts walking backward dramatically)
Even if it means I gotta join the hanky panky campsite.
EVE
(calling after him)
Only if you bring your own blanket!
LISA
(laughing)
And learn how to fish!
They all burst into wild, exhausted laughter.
And somewhere behind it—deep in the woods or deep in the stars—something smiles back.
EXT. FOREST ENCAMPMENT – DAYS LATER
It took a few days, but the crew managed to carve out a wild little paradise. Thanks to godsent Buzz, who sent a top-tier runner and even a little android companion that tells jokes, glows softly at night, and gives updates on the outside world—though no one’s sure if they really want to hear them.
The two women got the deluxe tent, decked out with every comfort special batteries could afford. The guys joked about it, but no one argued.
The runner? His name was Jansen.
Gay.
We had a running bet.
Everyone lost—except Brad.
LISA (narrating)
How did he know?
Duh.
The second tent? For Brad and Artimus, or Brad and Jansen… depending on the night.
Everything was set up. The group was in. Six months. No turning back.
INT. WOMEN’S TENT – EVENING
Eve’s sorting through supplies. Lisa digs through a box of toiletries.
EVE
What kind of shampoo did Buzz send?
LISA
(reading the label)
“Nature’s Freshness.”
(grins)
Don’t worry—he also packed your Cleanliness Survival Pack.
EVE
Good. I’m going to thank him when we get back.
Lisa sits on the cot, watching her.
LISA
Okay… I hate to belabor the obvious, but—
I think Artimus and Brad might hook up before we do.
EVE
(snorts)
Lisa, it’s only been a few days and we’ve been busting ass to get this place livable. You’re a one-track mind.
(She walks over, stands in front of Lisa for a moment—then gently takes Lisa’s hand in both of hers. Slowly, deliberately, she guides Lisa’s fingers over the curve of her own hip, then up along her waist. Her breath catches slightly.)
EVE
(softly)
You’re so brave.
(She brushes Lisa’s knuckles across her ribs, over the soft line beneath her chest—like she’s trying to remember something through the touch. Then she lifts Lisa’s hand to her own face, pressing it softly to her cheek.)
(There’s emotion in her eyes, like she wants to go further—but can’t.)
(She steps back. The spell breaks.)
EVE
I’m sorry. I have a block.
(She exhales, struggling with it)
I keep getting these flashes—of everyone seeing you. Your body.
It’s like… I’m sharing you now, with the whole world.
(beat)
It’s not your fault. It just feels different.
It’s me. There’s something wrong with me.
(turns, starts rummaging in a supply box)
Maybe we should take it to the group. See what they come up with.
LISA
(*gets up silently, walks over—SWAT!)
LISA
You like the group more than me.
Eve freezes. Slowly lifts her head. Turns.
EVE
(low, smirking)
Hmm. You’re getting brave.
LISA
Damn right I am.
EVE
And what—you got more coming, Missy?
LISA
Yes. Really.
EVE
I seem to remember saying I was gonna take you down one day.
You backed off.
(*they lock eyes—energy shifting)
LISA
Not this time.
Without warning, Lisa lunges. Eve’s ready.
They wrestle, laughing and growling, rolling over cots and pillows—Lisa getting a couple of good swats in, Eve countering with equal force. It’s playful and fierce, all at once.
EXT. TENT ENTRANCE – CONTINUOUS
Brad and Jansen approach, half-laughing, calling out:
BRAD
Hey, you got any—
(they stop, stare)
Inside, Lisa and Eve are tangled together on the floor, breathing heavy, fighting and laughing, eyes wild with emotion.
Brad and Jansen look at each other.
JANSEN
(softly)
Mystically important?
BRAD
(nodding)
Mystically important.
They turn and walk away.
INT. WOMEN’S TENT – MOMENTS LATER
The laughter fades.
The heat rises.
Eve pushes Lisa’s hair back. Lisa kisses her—slow, deliberate. Eve pulls her closer, almost desperate.
EVE
(whispers)
God, I missed you.
They fall into each other. The block is gone. Lisa holds her own—passionately, fully—and Eve lets go.
Their love-making is long, tender, and fierce.
All the fire, all the pain, all the truth—finally let loose under canvas and stars.
INT. WOMEN’S TENT – LATER
Eve lies tangled in Lisa’s arms, face glowing, breath slowed. Lisa gently caresses her bottom, each stroke tender—apology in touch.
EVE
(softly, teasing)
Feel bad for making my bottom sore?
Making up for it now, huh?
LISA
(choked up)
I’m having a moment…
(Her face tightens—emotion rising like a tidal wave. Then suddenly—)
LISA
(sobbing)
It’s gonna rain.
It’s gonna rain.
Eve instantly wraps her arms around her, holding her tight.
EVE
Hey, hey—it’s okay.
I got you. Let it out. Just let it out.
EXT. ENCAMPMENT – MOMENTS LATER
Eve bursts from the tent, barefoot and panicked.
EVE
Storm’s coming. We’ve gotta prepare—now!
The guys leap into action. Brad and Artimus rush to reinforce the structures. Jansen checks runoff channels and battery stores. The android glows orange.
INT. WOMEN’S TENT – NIGHT
The group huddles inside the larger tent, the firelight flickering in their faces. Thunder rumbles deep in the forest. Rain begins to fall.
ARTIMUS
(to Lisa, gently)
You okay?
LISA
(weakly)
Yeah… just… never felt something like that before.
EVE
Just breathe. It’s gonna be okay.
BRAD
(to the android)
Robot, give us the forecast—for this area and globally.
ANDROID
Storm activity has increased globally over the last eight hours.
Severe thunderstorm warning in your current location.
JANSEN
What does it mean?
LISA
(overwhelmed)
Feels… big. Like more than weather.
EVE
(softly)
Shhh. Just breathe.
(beat)
Let’s change the subject.
(brighter)
Let’s play a game—Truth or Dare.
BRAD
(instantly)
Okay, I’ll go first.
ARTIMUS
(grinning)
Oh this should be good. Truth or Dare, Brad?
BRAD
Truth.
EVE
(quickly)
When’s the last time you had sex with a woman?
ARTIMUS
Hey—I was gonna ask that!
EVE
(grinning)
Shhh. Let him answer.
BRAD
(sips from his cup)
Funny you should ask. One month ago.
LISA
(blinking)
One month ago?
BRAD
(nodding)
One month ago.
(Everyone stares. Even Jansen looks surprised.)
ARTIMUS
Who was it?
BRAD
(grinning)
Nope—I answered. Now it’s my turn. Truth or Dare, Eve?
EVE
Truth.
BRAD
Have you ever made love in the rain?
Like, literally raining on you?
EVE
(shrugs)
Nope. Can’t say that I have.
BRAD
(smirking)
You should try it.
EVE
(archly)
With who, Brad?
BRAD
With me, sweetheart.
(raises his eyebrows)
LISA
(laughing)
Are we in the Twilight Zone?
I swear this feels like the Twilight Zone.
*CRACK!
Lightning strikes close—everyone jumps.
LATER – AFTER DRINKS, DARES, AND LAUGHTER
BRAD
Dare.
EVERYONE
(in unison)
Whoa.
LISA
(grinning like a fox)
Okay. I dare you to spin this bottle…
and whoever it lands on, you have to give your best, most passionate kiss.
EVERYONE
(groaning and cheering)
Ooooooh!
BRAD
(shrugs)
Okay. Here we go.
(*He spins the bottle—it wobbles, slows—clicks to a stop on…Eve.)
EVE
(laughing)
Shut up, Lisa. You’re the one who said it.
(turns to Brad)
Well?
ARTIMUS
(grinning)
This should be interesting.
Eve stands. Arms crossed—but waiting.
Brad stands too, shaking out his arms, rubbing his hands together like he’s preparing for battle.
JANSEN
(pointing)
Wait—go do it in the rain.
EVE
(raising her arms dramatically)
Are you down for the rain?
BRAD
Oh, I’m down, sweetheart.
EVE
Shall we?
BRAD
Let’s go.
They run out into the pouring rain. The firelight dances behind them. Thunder cracks overhead.
Brad pulls her into him and kisses her full throttle, not holding back—fierce, soaked, real.
Eve lets herself feel it—laughing mid-kiss, pressing into him—
CRACK!
A lightning bolt hits a tree ten feet away.
They scream, scramble, and dash back to the tent—soaked, breathless, and hysterical with laughter.
EXT. CAMPSITE – MORNING AFTER THE STORM
Birds chirp. Steam rises from the ground. The tent smells like firewood, rain, and the truth.
LISA (voiceover)
I guess like any other night after playing truth or dare, the next morning you feel your friends are closer, scarier, more titillating than before.
That was us—on steroids, times a hundred.
INT. WOMEN’S TENT – SAME TIME
Lisa stretches under a thin blanket. Eve is brushing her hair, humming—looking far too pleased.
LISA
(eyeing her)
You’re crushing on Brad.
EVE
(grinning)
I admit it, okay? I’m crushing on Brad.
LISA
(sits up, gasping)
What was the kiss like? Oh my god, tell me everything.
EVE
(still glowing)
Does the talented Brad ever disappoint?
It was electric. Like actual lightning.
LISA
(mock pout)
You always have all the fun.
EVE
(snorts)
Excuse me—Ms. Making Out With The Entire Rat Pack On Camera.
LISA
At least I was paid for it.
EVE
(lunging, playfully pinching)
You wanna start up again?
(They tumble into a soft, laughing tangle of blankets and affection.)
EXT. FIRE PIT – MOMENTS LATER
Brad is boiling water for coffee. Artimus joins him, arms crossed.
ARTIMUS
So…
What’s up with kissing my girl, mate?
BRAD
(deadpan)
If I liked it, would I tell you?
ARTIMUS
You don’t think our relationship can handle someone having a little crush?
BRAD
(grinning)
It’s hard not to crush on a lightning rod kiss.
Jeezus.
I guess we’re back to almost-getting-killed frequencies.
Nothing like it.
ARTIMUS
(hands up)
Okay, okay—cool it down.
(beat)
Let’s actually figure out what the hell’s going on.
With the weather. With us.
BRAD
(serious now, nodding)
Okay. Let’s talk.
EXT. CAMPSITE – AFTERNOON
Artimus has called a meeting around the fire. Everyone slowly drifts in, sunglasses hiding guilty eyes, some carrying snacks, some still visibly recovering from the storm, the game, and the kiss.
Artimus sings
(off-key)
“Getting to know you… getting to know all about you…”
Muffled laughter.
They all finally plop down in a lazy circle.
ARTIMUS
(clears throat)
Alright. So last night?
Yeah. That can’t happen again, family.
(the group collectively looks like a bunch of teens being gently lectured)
ARTIMUS
Some people—I won’t call them out—almost got dead by lightning.
(beat)
We need to reign it in.
And figure some things out.
(nods to Brad)
Brad—take it.
BRAD
(sits forward, voice serious)
So. The weird weather patterns.
Is it connected to us?
To something Lisa released?
We were thinking of starting a study, with what little resources we’ve got.
We’ll track intel from Robot—which, by the way, we really need to name.
EVE
Lucifer.
BRAD
(without missing a beat)
Luci. For short.
(a few snorts and groans)
So Luci gives us weather updates.
And you three—(gestures to Lisa, Eve, Artimus)—will be… releasing whatever it is you release.
LISA
A daily release schedule?
Sounds like heaven to me.
EVE
(sharp)
Hush up.
BRAD
We’ll track the data. See what correlates.
You all work on your… (winks) craft.
EVE
(mocking)
Oh, and you’re exempt now?
What would you call summoning lightning mid-kiss?
(glances at Lisa)
What god did that?
LISA
I don’t know—Zeus?
ARTIMUS
(raising a hand)
Okay, okay. Let’s stay focused.
That’s what this is about: focus.
Structure.
Balance.
That’s what we need right now.
EVE
(standing, affectionate)
Thanks, Daddy, for reeling us in.
(kisses his cheek, grabs a canteen)
LISA
(musing)
Still feels like this would be easier if we had a guide…
Like in the Matrix trilogies.
EVE
(deadpan, eyes narrowed)
Jeezus.
Be careful what you wish for, Birdie.
(Thunder rumbles in the distance.)
A breeze flickers across the camp. The fire flares—not from wind, but like it recognizes something coming.
ARTIMUS
(clears throat)
Luci—give us the latest update. World status.
The android glows and straightens with a soft hum.
LUCI
Compiling global atmospheric and energetic anomalies…
(slight pause, then in a bright, neutral tone)
—In the last 72 hours, there have been 9,432 recorded lightning events in previously inactive regions.
—Six different jet streams have shifted course, with two over the Pacific forming an overlapping spiral.
—Flash flooding reported in southern Germany, coastal India, and Arizona.
—Cicada populations have spontaneously emerged five months early across multiple continents.
—Animal migration patterns in the northwestern hemisphere have fractured; several species appear to be moving inland in direct contradiction to temperature norms.
—Increased reports of spontaneous aurora sightings—including over Cairo, Johannesburg, and Atlanta.
—Thirty-eight major cities globally have issued non-specific advisories citing “magnetic disturbances.”
—A new phenomenon known as “mirror rain” has been documented in Bolivia, where rain appears to fall upward and reflect surrounding terrain.
—Additionally, five religious leaders and one quantum physicist have independently livestreamed the statement:
“The body is no longer bound.”
Would you like a summary of sociopolitical responses to these trends?
EVE
(groaning)
Oh my God…
LISA
(head in hands)
He’s still going?
LUCI
—There is a 63% uptick in cult formations referencing your name, Lisa Snow, along with the emerging phrase “The Lucid Shift” trending across encrypted networks and alt-social platforms.
—Also noted: a spike in unregulated wellness retreats emphasizing exposure, body neutrality, and energetic reclamation…
ARTIMUS
(snaps)
Shut the hell up already, Luci!
(The fire crackles. Silence.)
LUCI
(softly)
Understood. I will await further instruction.
(beat)
BRAD
(blinking)
…Mirror rain?
INT. GIRLS’ TENT –MORNING
Lisa and Eve lounge in rumpled clothes and sunglasses, trying to pretend the world didn’t nearly implode last night.
ARTIMUS
(entering, arms crossed)
Okay, so… I heard there was wrestling in here. Smacking each other around?
EVE
So what are you, the sex police?
ARTIMUS
It may have started a chain reaction. Lightning. Close calls. Ring any bells?
EVE
We’re not gods. Are we?
ARTIMUS
You both said you wanted out of the “running-for-your-life” frequency.
(beat)
So why were you rolling around like you were trying to kill each other?
LISA
(tentative)
Eve had a block. She kept seeing me—
EVE
The world.
LISA
Yeah. The world looking at me naked.
(half-smiling at Eve)
Right?
EVE
He gets the point. No need to relive it.
(shrugs)
Whatever frequency that was, it got us through the block. Ever heard of two steps back, three forward?
ARTIMUS
(intensely)
Maybe it matters how you move forward.
Maybe it matters a lot.
LISA
(wincing)
Eek… I don’t like where this is headed.
EVE
(pulls off sunglasses, eyes fierce)
I never asked to be a guru or a god.
I just want to be myself.
ARTIMUS
(shakes his head, frustrated)
Figure it out.
He exits. Eve yells after him:
EVE
I’m not having sex on a schedule, either!
She tosses her sunglasses aside.
EVE
Don’t listen to him.
Bashar would’ve approved of our floor-tussle.
Remember him?
(imitating)
“Isn’t that exciting?”
LISA
So you’re not excited about our… hanky panky detail?
EVE
Tell them to bite me when you see them.
LISA
Well, let’s do something off schedule, babe that could involve biting if that’s what your into.
(winks)
Because we’re badasses.
EVE
(smirks)
Badasses?
LISA
Yeah—but I’m the top badass, bad girl.
EVE
Oh really?
We’ll see about that.
The two collided like stars—hot, unstoppable—shedding every rule that tried to tame them.
But when Lisa opened her eyes…
She was somewhere else.
EXT. LUSH GROVE – TIMELESS
Lisa lies among luminous moss. Birds circle like they’re in on a secret. A gentle breeze carries tones that don’t quite belong to this dimension.
The Oracle appears, her thick silver hair glowing in the dappled sun. She smiles.
ORACLE
Welcome.
You finally made it.
But—right on time.
LISA
Are you the Oracle?
ORACLE
I’m whatever you name me.
That’s how that rolls.
LISA
I’m glad to see you. I have so many questions but…
ORACLE
But they don’t seem as important now.
LISA
Right. So… what is important?
(beat)
Were you the bird?
ORACLE
You got me there.
LISA
Are you… me?
ORACLE
You got me there too.
You could say Eve is you.
Artimus is you.
We’re all reflecting ourselves, dear one.
LISA
That’s why it’s best not to judge.
ORACLE
Exactly.
LISA
And what about the weather? The lightning—all of it.
Even the global stuff.
ORACLE
Oh, Eve knows that’s a load of crap.
You’re in relationship with the Earth. With the tech. With the sky.
You’re not causing it.
But you’re dancing with it.
(Lisa tilts her head, absorbing it.)
ORACLE
You and Eve have chosen to do good and do no harm.
That’s rare. That’s tricky.
And that’s why many are watching.
LISA
Who’s watching?
ORACLE
Oh… you know.
Your future selves. A few moths. Some moderately enlightened squirrels.
A beat. Lisa squints.
LISA
Wait. What?
A rustle in the trees. A rush of wind. Birds part in a swirling spiral as Eve steps into the grove. She pauses, wide-eyed—then slowly grins.
EVE
Lisa? What the hell?
This is a first.
I like the decor.
We always come back to nature.
And all these birds—
(laughs, arms out wide)
They’re really going for it.
She soaks in the moment—then notices the Oracle.
LISA
This is the Oracle.
She’s helping us.
EVE
That’s good.
Thanks for being here to help us.
So what’s going on that we don’t already know?
ORACLE
Pointed. I like that.
(to Lisa)
See the difference?
LISA
Oh yeah. Head over heels for it.
ORACLE
And you too, Eve—head over heels.
Where fire meets air and ignites.
Where passion meets sound.
Be who you are—both of you—and trust it.
That’s the part you were missing.
Isn’t that right, Eve?
EVE
Trust? I was just trying—
ORACLE
—to control something you don’t understand.
EVE
Well, that’s why we’re here. To understand.
ORACLE
So quick.
I see why you like her.
But you can’t understand what you’re not ready for.
Understanding takes ingredients.
One of them is trust.
(She looks between them—firm, gentle.)
You came here for permission to be who you are.
I hope I helped you today.
We will meet again
Have fun with that—but don’t start levitating stuff until after lunch.”
She disappears. A few feathers float down, and one lands perfectly on Eve’s shoulder.
EXT. SOMEWHERE BETWEEN WORLDS – MORNING LIGHT
Lisa and Eve wake curled in each other’s arms, soft morning light filtering through leaves above them. Their eyes open slowly—no words, just a long gaze. Fingers trail across faces. Smiles build until they both can’t help but laugh.
EVE
Did you have to name her The Oracle, babe?
I guess you won’t be forgetting her name anytime soon…
not after watching that damn series a hundred times.
LISA
I mean… did we even learn anything, really?
EVE
Nothing we can tell the team about.
I guess this’ll be our own little secret.
LISA
Oh heck no, I’m not telling them a thing.
They’d make us do charts or something.
And I can’t even make a spreadsheet.
Eve grins, eyes soft, brushing Lisa’s cheek with the back of her hand.
EVE
You’re lucky you’re cute.
EXT. CRYSTALLINE LAKE – MOONLIT NIGHT
The trio and Brad approach the edge of a serene lake, glowing faintly under the moon. The night feels electric.
LISA
There it is.
That’s the one I saw in my dream.
EVE
I could feel the frequency shift a mile back—
and now it’s in overdrive.
You guys feel it?
ARTIMUS
Yeah. I feel myself changing.
How ’bout you, mate?
BRAD
Heck yeah. I’ve been feeling it.
Now it’s like fireworks going off inside me.
EVE
Come on—let’s go.
Eve starts undressing. The others take it as permission. Soon they’re all floating on their backs in the cool, glowing water, staring up at the moon, wrapped in the hum of the forest.
LISA
I’ve got an idea.
Let’s each say the realest, most profound thing that’s happened in the last few weeks.
and then, when we’re done, we dive to the bottom, grab a rock, and come back up.
ARTIMUS
Alright, I’ll start.
I’m glad to have a guy friend around my age.
I’m talking about you, mate.
I never really had one I felt I could trust.
It feels really good.
LISA
Maybe we should play truth or dare again.
EVE
Shut up, Lisa.
BRAD
Yeah, Lisa, let us have our moment.
(grins)
Thanks, Artimus. I really value you too.
I’ll go next. Something profound…
Well, the other day, when me and Jansen were doing our thing—getting it on—
I flashed into another realm.
I mean, five years in the future.
I saw what everything looked like.
And this woman—she said she was called the Oracle—
told me I was going to prevent something and that it’s important.
And then I came back…
and Jansen had already finished, if you know what I mean.
EVE
Oh my God.
(looks at Lisa)
We know her.
LISA
Yeah.
We met her the other night. The Oracle.
ARTIMUS
Me too. I met her.
LISA & EVE
What?!
EVE
This lady gets around.
Well that’s a great story, Brad.
Sounds like we have another dimension traveler…
LISA
Partner.
EVE
Yeah.
(to Artimus)
What did the oracle tell you?
ARTIMUS
Nah, that one’s for my ears only.
Let’s move on.
One of you is next.
EVE
Alright—profound.
Lisa, when you took off all your clothes for the whole world to see…
I was mad.
Mad that you didn’t trust me enough to tell me.
But I realized—
if I had been more allowing, maybe not so controlling—
you might have trusted me.
Everyone goes “Awwww” at the same time.
LISA
Okay, last but not least.
I know I’ve been doing things outside the box—
because of love.
Things I feel compelled to do.
It’s gotten me this far.
And I realized:
the more I trusted myself,
the more I understood the people around me—
so I could love them better.
Another collective “Awwww.”
EVE
Okay. It’s time.
She raises a hand above the water.
EVE (cont’d)
On the count of three.
One… two… three!
They all dive down into the glowing depths of the lake, reaching for the bottom—searching for their stone, their token, their anchor. And something waiting beneath it all… shifts.
EXT. BEACH RETREAT – FUTURE WORLD – DAY
A crystalline sky stretches over a beach unlike any they’ve seen. The ocean hums with gentle pulses. Light structures shimmer in the distance—fluid, alive. Humanity has changed. People move with grace, speaking in frequencies and touch, not always words. Murals along the coast depict scenes from the past: Lisa, Eve, Artimus—in all their imperfect glory.
Eve and Brad, now subtly luminous—light beings in form and frequency—walk unseen among the new world.
They stop as they see her.
Lisa. Laughing. At peace.
She lies on a sunbed, body aglow, while Joy—one of the Rat Pack girls—smooths oil along her back.
LISA
At least we did some good for humanity.
The world’s better. That feels good. .
JOY
No one can take that away, Lisa.
(smiling, massaging her shoulders)
Here? You’re gonna burn.
(gently)
Babe, you’re still one hell of a knockout.
I’m glad you decided to act again.
You have such a gift.
Lisa smiles, her eyes distant—content. Joy leans in and kisses her cheek. They’re clearly together. Stable. Intimate.
EVE
(whispers, trembling)
I can’t breathe.
I want to kill her.
Brad steps close, alarmed.
BRAD
Eve—
EVE
She moved on to someone else. .
Like it didn’t mean anything.
BRAD
Come on. Let’s get out of here.
Eve stares a moment longer, grief and rage colliding in her frequency—then nods, swallowing it.
INT. LISA’S APARTMENT – NIGHT – FUTURE TIMELINE
Lisa is finally alone. Her apartment is simple but warm. A candle glows. She lounges on a velvet couch, eyes half-closed.
The air shifts. A hum pulses. Then—
EVE
(stepping through the wall, in her body)
Boo! Remember me?
LISA
(startled, sitting up)
Eve?!
How did you get here?
EVE
Nevermind that.
I’m here as the ghost from… apparently our time that passed.
(steps closer, eyes fierce)
I want to know how you could take up with someone else.
We were in love, weren’t we?
Now I see we’re all split up.
I want to know what happened.
LISA
Life happened.
EVE
Sit down and tell me.
All of it, Lisa.
And I’ll know if you’re leaving anything out.
LISA
We were doing well.
And the world—I guess you can see—is better.
Just like your future self wanted.
You know… the gift.
EVE
Yes. Of course I know.
LISA
Anyway, what we released in the world—it happened.
And we hid in the wilderness for a while.
EVE
I know.
I’m coming to you from that time.
LISA
Oh.
Okay.
EVE
Keep going.
LISA
We were happy.
You wanted to get pregnant.
Artimus didn’t want children. I was indifferent, but willing.
You had a child.
That miscarried.
It was because Artimus had been exposed to too much high-frequency tech.
There’s no cure for that. Not yet.
EVE
We could’ve gotten past it.
The grief. The loss.
Like other couples.
What happened, Lisa?
LISA
The grief was hard.
Artimus was broken.
You felt guilty for wanting it.
We stopped talking about it.
Tried to move on.
EVE
Lisa—tell me.
LISA
Brad and I were out one night—blowing off steam.
I had too much to drink.
It was… the right time in my cycle.
I thought… I could fix it.
Like I had fixed things before.
EVE
Oh my god.
(Eve turns around, trembling)
LISA
Brad felt horrible.
He told you. Apologized profusely.
EVE
And you weren’t going to tell me?
LISA
I don’t know.
I didn’t know what to do.
You felt so betrayed.
You weren’t coming back to me.
So… I eventually moved on.
EVE
(breathing deeply, )
Okay.
So you told me.
(Teary eyed)
When I saw you on the beach with her…
I couldn’t believe you just moved on to someone else.
LISA
(reaches out, touches her gently)
Eve.
Of course I moved on.
What was I supposed to do?
Lie down and die?
That doesn’t minimize what we were.
For a short time, we were everything.
We were all the things you’re feeling.
I felt them too.
EVE
Then why didn’t you fight?!
Didn’t I fight for us?
(A small bird flutters past, briefly landing on the windowsill. A faint tone hums in the air—recognition.)
LISA
(gazing at her softly)
Hey, babe…
You are fighting.
Right now.
You.
In all your glory.
EVE
I’m leaving now.
And don’t call me babe.
LISA
(watching the bird flutter near the window, lifting her hands gently)
And that’s Eve, also.
EXT. FUTURE BEACH – LATER
Eve finds Brad waiting by the edge of the light structures, his form still shimmering with future energy. The sea glows behind him.
BRAD
I know.
I talked to Artimus.
He told me what happened.
EVE
We’re going back to that night.
You and me.
So you can make sure it doesn’t happen again.
BRAD
(stepping closer, firm)
Hey—look at me.
I’m not Lisa.
I’m not Artimus.
I’ll go toe to toe with you and not bat an eye, remember?
Yeah—I’ll go.
I’ll watch it.
And then we’re going to watch you—
choose not to forgive,
live in self-righteousness,
have your own little fling to even the score.
You’re all over the damn map, Eve—
making sure this breakup happened.
What about that?
You’re doing it again right now.
You can’t see the forest for the trees—
you never could with Lisa.
You’re being a self-righteous ass.
And that’s the truth.
A long silence. Eve stands there—shoulders tight, breath held—then she exhales. Something inside her softens.
EVE
(quietly)
Brad…
I don’t know what planet you came from,
but I’m glad you’re here.
She steps forward, and hugs him and starts to weep. Brad holds her, no smugness, just solid presence.
EXT. LAKE – NIGHT – PRESENT TIMELINE
All four of them—Lisa, Eve, Artimus, and Brad—burst up through the surface of the crystalline water, gasping, as if no time had passed.
Moonlight ripples across their faces. The forest hums like it was holding its breath.
They float silently, taking long, intentional breaths.
Something’s different.
Everything’s different.
Each of them looks around slowly—at one another, and at themselves. Like they’re seeing with new eyes.
Eve is the first to move.
She swims hard to the shore, scrambles out, and starts dressing quickly—almost frantically.
BRAD
(watching her, quiet)
She remembers.
He turns toward Artimus and Lisa, suddenly aware of the weight in his chest.
BRAD
(carefully)
Did you two… have an experience when you went under?
LISA
No.
Why?
ARTIMUS
No. Why do you ask?
Did you?
BRAD
Yeah.
Me and Eve—we went five years into the future.
(beat)
I think Eve needs some time alone.
Let her be for now, Lis.
Lisa looks toward the shore, deeply confused. Her brows furrow with worry.
She nods—but just barely.
LISA
Okay.
But I don’t understand.
BRAD
You will.
When she’s ready.
Eve stood at the edge of the shore, fully clothed, arms crossed, her back to them. Her shoulders rose and fell with each breath.
She wasn’t running.
She was recalibrating.
EXT. CAMPFIRE – NIGHT
Eve sits by the fire, her gaze fixed on the flames. Lisa and Artimus join her quietly.
ARTIMUS
Brad told me what happened.
I think we should all talk about it.
LISA
Talk about what?
What’s the future is like in five years?
EVE
It’s great.
There was a real change in humans.
You could feel it. The frequency was better.
People were… more attuned.
And the three of us—we were known for starting it.
ARTIMUS
But I had a personal problem.
From all the high tech I was exposed to…
I couldn’t reproduce correctly.
Eve and I had a miscarriage.
Lisa looks shocked, her eyes softening.
EVE
I don’t want to talk about the rest like this.
I’ll talk when I’m ready, Artimus.
LISA
Eve… what happened?
Eve stands and heads toward the tent. Lisa follows.
INT. GIRLS’ TENT – MOMENTS LATER
Eve turns, her face stormy.
EVE
You slept with Brad.
After I lost the baby.
Then you got yourself another woman.
LISA
What? No. That’s not even me.
You’re not telling it right.
EVE
Apparently, I have trouble seeing things right when it comes to you.
There—I said it.
Go ask Brad.
He’ll give you the scoop, right?
Lisa flinches, like she’s been hit.
She runs out of the tent.
LATER THAT NIGHT – NEAR THE FIRE
Lisa returns as the others settle for the night. She approaches quietly.
LISA
So… I got the real story.
And I understand more now—why it happened.
EVE
(downcast, teary)
Guess I didn’t help you with that.
Sorry.
I keep going after you and… I don’t even know why.
We all played a part.
But I’m so hard on you.
If I rise above myself, look down…
You’re just this innocent thing with a good heart.
Not a mean bone in your body.
LISA
Your fighter instinct saved me so many times.
I’m head over heels for it.
But yeah—it can turn on me.
And you’re right… I don’t deserve that.
(softens)
But I know you’re just hurt.
EVE
And why’s that, if you didn’t even do anything to hurt me?
If you had good intentions… or just did what I asked—
which was to get away from me?
LISA
I mean…
It couldn’t have been easy, seeing me with someone else.
Twice. Brad… and that girl.
EVE
I was with someone else too.
You and Artimus didn’t freak out.
LISA
Wait, what?
Nobody told me that.
EVE
Oh… I guess I took a lover.
Maybe to get back at you.
I don’t know. I didn’t even ask myself.
LISA
Well I don’t like that.
EVE
No?
LISA
No.
In fact, I want you with me. And Artimus.
That’s all.
EVE
So you’re crazy jealous.
LISA
Absolutely.
(then, gentler)
Jokes aside…
I know it’s harder, more intense for you.
That’s not your fault. That’s your childhood. Your wiring.
It’s not your fault you feel things like this.
I like your intensity—most of the time.
EVE
Oh yeah?
Maybe you’ll get tired of it.
LISA
I’m here for the duration.
As long as you don’t push me away.
She holds out her arms. Eve stares for a beat—then steps into her embrace.
They hold each other. The fire crackles. A soft wind moves through the trees. For now, they are still.
EXT. CAMPFIRE – NIGHT
The fire crackles softly. Lisa and Eve sit close, a calm quiet between them. Artimus approaches from the edge of the dark, dragging a blanket, eyes red. He settles beside them. For a moment, no one speaks.
LISA
So… what now?
ARTIMUS
We tell the truth.
We hold the field.
We keep going.
EVE
And we don’t leave each other behind this time.
A beat passes. The flames dance in the silence.
Eve stands slowly and turns to face them both.
EVE
You realize it’s been forever since we’ve all been together?
LISA
(smirking)
In the biblical sense?
EVE
Right.
So, Artimus…
Why is that?
(firm, but not unkind)
Tell the truth.
Remember?
ARTIMUS
(a breath catches in his chest—then cracks open)
I think I love Brad.
(tears fall suddenly, raw and unstoppable)
I think I’ve always loved him.
He curls forward, shoulders shaking. Lisa and Eve freeze—just for a second—but the horror melts quickly. They move toward him as one.
LISA
Oh, Artimus…
EVE
Come here.
They wrap their arms around him, forming a soft triangle by the fire. No more secrets. No more shame.
Above them, the stars shimmer like they know.