Scene 1 (int)
I woke up in Vegas. Alone. I remembered being in LA, and I remembered a club. It was closed with the words “dark on tuesdays” written across the door. This was wednesday, and I had no idea where I was last night.
Scene 2 (ext)
The wind tugging my hair, I stood at the end of the woods, looking over the city. I was alone. There was a tingeling sensation in my eyes, like the light wanted to get past them and into my brain. It hurt. It was wednesday.