Girl In The Chair

* A woman is in a prison cell (Jenny). A hooded figure arrives*

Hooded figure: So...you are Jenny Baterson.

Jenny: Who wants to know?

Hooded figure: We represent an organisation. I believe we share a common foe.

Jenny: Can you stop being vague and get to the point?

Hooded figure: We know about you. We know about how Lara Croft rejected you.

Jenny: Again, what's your point?

Hooded figure: How would you like to have all the resources to get your revenge on her?

Jenny: I'm listening.

Hooded figure: we will give you the means. All you need to do is take that revenge

*Jenny smiles*

Jenny: Okay...Say I agree. How do I get out of here?

* The hooded figure laughs*

Hooded figure: Sign this and you walk out free right now.

Jenny: done deal

*The hooded figure smiles*

Hooded figure: Wonderful.

MEANWHILE...

* Lara looks in the mirror. For a brief second, it appears distorted and glitchy*

Lara: what was....must be seeing things

* Her reflection eventually returns to normal*

Lara (thought): Yeah...just been through some weird stuff.

*She doesn't notice her body glow*

Lara: *heads to breakfast*

* As Lara arrives in the kitchen, the room appears to distort*

Lara (thought): Is it just me or is this room bigger, smaller, bendier?

Lara: i dont feel...quite right

* Lara tries to think*

Lara (thought): Maybe I should talk to the foxes about this...

Lara: *gets a bowl of cereal, not paying attrntion as her chair groans under her*

* Lara ponders this*

Lara (thought): But then should I bother them over a hunch?

*the artifacts in her treasure room glow*

* Lara looks shocked*

Lara (thought): W...What's happening?

Lara: i...i feel....strange *the room starts to spin as she glows with the artifacts*

* Lara struggles, straining as she feels the glow of the energy*

Lara (thought): I...I can feel it...

*she suddenly wakes back up in bed*

Lara: a..a dream?

* Lara touches the wall*

Lara (thought): Okay...wall feels real...

Lara: ok...no more late snacks

* Lara looks at her phone*

Message: I'm coming for you.

Lara (thought): What the...?

Lara: ok. Wouldnt be the first person to attack my home

*The alarms all go off at once. Lara rushes downstairs to see...nothing.*

Phone: Made you look.

Lara: ok who the heck- *she stops as her hand wobbles and turns to jelly*

* Lara looks in horror*

Lara (thought): Please tell me this is another dream!