Script writing!

 -şeytan-

Scene 1 (Act 1)

Opening Shot:  

The camera glides over a grand mansion against a twilight sky, with the soft hum of the surrounding village in the distance. 

Neha enters, her silhouette illuminated by a flickering lantern. She performs Wudu with calm precision, the Azaan echoing softly in the background.

After completing her ritual, she offers a heartfelt prayer, her voice intertwining with the gentle rustling of the wind outside.

Sitting cross-legged on a prayer mat, she places the lantern beside her, Suddenly, a powerful gust of wind sweeps through the room, chilling the air and extinguishing the lantern, plunging Neha into darkness.

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Scene 2 (Act 2)

Neha rises and walks towards a corner, the darkness enveloping her. She reaches for the matchstick to reignite the lantern's flame.

as she's about to put the flame, she is captivated by a light coming from the basement window.

following the light she peeks out the window unable to see anything. A sudden glow sends a shiver down her spine; her mind questioning where is that coming from?

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Scene 2 (Act 1)

she chooses to ignore her strange thoughts and the light.

Neha retrieves her prayer mat and is about to walk when unsettling whispers wrap around her like tendrils of smoke. 

Grabbing the lantern, she follows the haunting sound of chanting that calls her deeper into the darkness.

As she carefully descends the staircase, the air thickens with an unexplainable energy. Suddenly, a flower pot topples, spilling soil with a soft thud, while a nearby cat meows sharply, jarring her from her thoughts.

Startled, Neha gasps, as the lantern falls out of hands and splatters on the concrete floor.

camera focuses on Neha whose heart is racing as she senses all unseen eyes on her, watching from the shadows.

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Scene 2 (Act 2)

A sharp, unsettling silence fills the air.

(The curtains dramatically open, revealing a room shrouded in gloom and darkness)

a yellowish-red glow enlightening the figures of the women sitting inside a circle.

They are wearing black, their faces dull and dark.

neha gasps in fear and paralyses at a point.  silence follows for a moment, and then slowly the women turn their heads in taking Neha’s presence.

One by one, their eyes lock with hers. cold and unblinking, Neha is intoxicated with The weight of their gaze that is suffocating her.

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Scene 3 (Act 1)

Neha stands at the threshold, paralyzed with fear. The air feels thick like the room is holding its own breath.

The women inside begin to move unanimously, their hands rising, performing slow, deliberate gestures.

 The chants start low but then grow louder and more rhythmic, sending a shiver down Neha’s spine. The room seems to close in around her, smoke covering her all around.

Neha’s breath caught in her throat. Her body trembles, as she struggles to step back, but her feet remain glued to the floor.

a woman steps forward, her face still, but her presence commanding. 

She recites something as her hands in a slow deliberate motion hand some lemons needled with pins to her companions.

Neha’s heart races as the force of the ritual seems to pull at her very soul.

Scene 3. (Act 2)

the women starts to chant loudly as Neha's heart aches and she groans.

the scene intensifies as she tries to run but the woman picks up a voodoo doll threaded on her leg and pours trickling drops of blood all over it.

a smug look on her face.

Neha gasps as she falls loosing control of her leg.

 she limps towards the stairs in efforts to escape but a supernatural force drags her across as she screams helplessly with her hands out in the air. covered in blood dripping down her fingers.

clip Ends!

we have finalized our script and hopefully, no problems meet us...