Prologue

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INT.APARTMENT– DAY (DREAM SEQUENCE)

A woman, in her 30s, dressed in a purple robe like those of ancient Greco-Roman clothes, long brunet hair, blue eyes, looks up to the sky and smile, with a sadden complexion on her face as she begins to talk.

WOMEN

(Melodic voice)

You remember? The old story? You forgotten it? Let me remind you of

it. There will come a person, who will decide the fate of our world,

there at the TOWER OF ASEA this person will decide, one that

is irreversible...


INT. APARTMENT/BEDROOM- NIGHT (END OF DREAM SEQUENCE)

Husak Zaha, 22, wakes up drenched in cold sweats on his bed. Puts his hand on his head, lets a sigh, turns aroundstare at his alarm clock; 5:30am, raises his head in relief, he gets up and walks into the restroom.


EXT.CITY STREET/OSAKA- DAY

Husak, dressed in a navy-blue jean, green shirt, a pair of white sneaker, walking up down the street, stop at a restaurant with Kanji letters; Lee's Cookery. He enter the restaurants.


INT. LEE'S COOKERY/OSAKA- DAY

The restaurant interior is decorated with Chinese decors and porcelains. Chinese lanterns fill the ceiling, an elderly couple, Lee and Biyu in their 50s, manning the front of the restaurant, to the corner with a sign reads: maximum capacity 30 people.

HUSAK

Lee-san, you got to take me back. I need the job to pay for my rent, I

shouldn't be fire over a simple mistake!

LEE

I don't want to talk to you right now. You have embarrassed me and my

wife with your action!


BIYU

Husak, we understand your situation. But after what happened with your

last delivery, we can't have you here.


HUSAK

Damn it! It was not my fault. What happen in that last delivery was self defense.


LEE

Get out! I don't care if it was self defense, what you done have brought

problems to us. We're only a family restaurant....


Husak slam his fist into the counter, feeling frustrated he turn around and kick the nearest chair breaking one of legs. He struts out of the restaurant and slam the door shut.


EXT. CITY STREET/ALLEY OSAKA- DAY

Husak look at his cellphone: 11:00am, put his cell away and both his hand into his pockets, with his heads raise looking up at the sky. Police sirens can be goes off in the distance, homeless people lays around next to trash heaps, tall office buildings towering over the traffic of people.

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