Hazel Moore sits across from a suited man at a sleek office table when the freeze hits and everything stops. In the next frame she’s in a sunlit foyer, a suitcase at her side and a tall tattooed guy waving her inside. The final shot finds her alone in a long arched corridor wearing a sheer white gown, the stillness broken only by the sound of her own breath as she looks back over her shoulder.
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