Jesse alone in the garage. He has set the Simulated Guitar back on its stand. He is standing in the middle of the room, in the exact spot where the portal opened, looking up at the ceiling. His hand is at his side. His fingers are moving — fretting the chord that opened the door. He cannot stop them. He has been forbidden to play and his hand is playing anyway.
Allred — this is a quiet splash. No SFX, no explosion. The drama is in his hand. Pull the camera in close on Jesse and let the rest of the garage be empty.
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Jesse alone in the garage. He has set the Simulated Guitar back on its stand. He is standing in the middle of the room, in the exact spot where the portal opened, looking up at the ceiling. His hand is at his side. His fingers are moving — fretting the chord that opened the door. He cannot stop them. He has been forbidden to play and his hand is playing anyway.
Allred — this is a quiet splash. No SFX, no explosion. The drama is in his hand. Pull the camera in close on Jesse and let the rest of the garage be empty.