Instead of adopting the heart's personality, Alan begins recalling not only his own past but fragments of someone else's life, triggering random panic attacks over unfamiliar memories. The heart belongs to a man deeply tied to the 'Peakwest Project'...
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The scene opens with a dense, shadowy forest. The trees are tall and looming, their branches tangled and gnarled. The forest floor is covered in leaves and underbrush.
Alan's face is contorted in pain, sweat glistening on his forehead. He clutches his chest with one hand, the other arm hanging limp at his side.
Alan: 𝘱𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘭𝘺, 𝘮𝘶𝘳𝘮𝘶𝘳𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘮𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 "Why... why is this happening?"
He stumbles over a root, nearly falling to his knees, but catches himself at the last moment..
His movements are unsteady and erratic, resembling someone struggling to keep their balance.
Alan: 𝘨𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘵𝘦𝘦𝘵𝘩, 𝘷𝘰𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘥.
"I... I have to keep moving..."
[ Close-up of his face. His eyes are wide with fear and confusion, his expression desperate. The background is blurred, emphasizing his isolation and distress. ]
Alan: 𝘷𝘰𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘢 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘳
"It hurts... so much..."
The boy continues to walk, each step a struggle.
He leans heavily against a tree, his breath coming in ragged gasps.
The forest around him is silent, adding to the eerie atmosphere.
Alan: 𝘨𝘢𝘴𝘱𝘴 "What's... happening to me?"
The boy continues his unsteady walk through the forest.
His steps are faltering, and he looks increasingly exhausted.
Alan: 𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘬𝘭𝘺 𝘮𝘶𝘳𝘮𝘶𝘳𝘴 "Just a little... further..."
He reaches a large tree with rough bark and leans against it for support.
His body slumps heavily, almost as if he's going to collapse.
Alan: 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘭𝘺 "I... can't..."
The boy slides down the tree, coming to rest at its base.
His head tilts back, and his eyes start to close.
The pain seems to be ebbing away, replaced by a calm expression.
His eyes close completely. His features relax, and he appears serene, as if his soul is passing out
The forest around him is still and quiet. Alan's body is slumped against the tree, completely motionless, with a gentle breeze rustling the leaves above.
