It’s Sunday Night. The stars are dominating the skies. Different sounds can be heard sour- ing; crickets, frogs croaking, and a humming of a woman.
CAREN (O.S.)
humming twinkle twinkle hm...hm.. hmm..hmmm.hmmm.
CAREN (30) is seen near their Bedroom's wind- ow wearing a rose-patterned dress, matched with a beige scarf wrapped on her shoulder. She is sitting on a rocking chair, swaying it back and forth while she’s crocheting, using a wig cap method.
After a while, Caren glanced at the table on her right and picked up her box of crocheting kit. Inside it, is an enclosure of every crochet- ing tools including; hooks, yarns, measuring tools, locking stitch markers, needles, yarn sippers, and a thimble. On the lower down corner, and a case organizer in the lower left corner of the crocheting kit.
She opened the case picked two dark brown buttons, and crocheted it in her doll's head. Caren then, picked a scissor to cut the last yarn.
Upon holding the scissors down, Caren's attention reverted to the night skies full of stars on her window. The sky was illuminated by a shooting star.
Caren closed her eyes and she opened her mouth and uttered something. A tear fell from her eyes down on the doll she was holding.
CUT TO:
02 INT. HOUSE.BEDROOM - THE NEXT DAY
Into the voidness, an opening of light suddenly appears peering into the ceiling of a bedroom. Caren wakes up from her sleep and stretches her arms as she listens to the chirping of birds. She got up on her bed and started her morning routine, she went into the bathroom and washed her face.
While she dries her face, Caren notices there's something wrong on her table. Caren took a step forward, put her hands on the table, and scanned it. There were remnants of cut yarns on her table. The crocheting kit was a mess, tools were scattered all over the table. Her forehead wrinkled,
Caren's heartbeat fasts, when she finds the doll sitting on the cabinet right next to the window.
FLASHBACK (the night before)
Caren wiped her eyes with her hands. Taking a heavy breath, inhaling, and exhaling. She gest- ures her hands on her chest.
After three breaths, She took her attention to the table picked the crocheting kit, and put it away.
BACK TO THE SCENE
In confusion, she scratched the back of her head. She gazed at the floor and noticed some yarns, creating a path under her bed, into her collections of stuffed toys. In the back of a rabbit stuffed toy, in its left ear. Something was peeking and hiding.
Caren took a step forward to peer on what was hiding. A doll's head peeks at her. Caren eyes widen, still in her composure, she raises her hands slowly. Surprise on Caren's sudden movement the doll hides instantly.
As fast as she could, Caren raised her hands and grabbed the rabbit doll. Revealing a surprised doll she has crocheted just the night before.
Surprised. Caren took a step back and almost tripped on the chair on her left that she had not noticed, focusing all her attention on the doll. The doll muttered.
DOLL Mother?
The doll shyly waves her hands on Caren. Her eyes widened, and eventually tripped on the chair. She fell on the ground and voidness entered her vision.
FADE TO BLACK.
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CAST:
Caren(30 years old)
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