FADE IN:

INT. HOSPITAL ROOM – DAY

Y/n, looking tired, stares out the window lying on the bed. The door slides open and closes, footsteps approach the coffee table next to Y/n's bed. The butler places a bouquet on it, along with many others and walks to Y/n. He looks at his watch.

BUTLER: It's time for your rounds Ms. Y/n.

He stops beside her bed. Y/n does not react let alone look at him.

BUTLER: Ms. Y/n.

He steps closer.

BUTLER: You need to-

Y/n sharply exhales, throwing the blanket on her aside. She hurls out of bed dragging the IV line along with her. The butler silently watches.

Y/N: Don't follow me, I might really end up killing you.

She exits sliding the door shut behind her. The butler follows, his face void of all emotions.

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INT. HOSPITAL – DAY

Y/n is followed by a nurse assisting her while she aimlessly roams around the hospital. At the turn of a corridor, she sees her relatives chatting with her family, receiving attention she didn't want.

NURSE: Take smaller steps, slowly...

Y/n wraps her fingers around her wrist, empty without the wristband. She can't focus on her rehab while she's trying very hard not to panic.

Y/N [MUTTERS TO SELF]: He's right, I survived 4 years in the game, I can survive here too... (Realizes) Since when do I agree with him?

The nurse looks searchingly at Y/n.

Y/N: Ugh no.

She shrugs her shoulders, pretending to believe Bang Chan does not exist. Which is partly true.

NURSE: Ms. Y/n, would you like to go outside and get some fresh air? You've been inside for almost a week.

Y/n slightly nods. PING! The nurse pulls her phone out her pocket, turns it over in her hand, and reads the text. Y/n notices her shift of behavior.

Y/N: Is something wrong?

The nurse looks ahead, Y/n turns, her gaze landing right on a patient's room, tears roll down the nurse's face as she walks to the room, where the doctor pulls the sheet over the deceased person.

Y/N: Are you okay?

The nurse is too far away to hear Y/n.

NURSE 2: I hate how this has become normal.

Y/n flinches steeping away, she was not expecting a nurse to be beside her.

Y/N: Excuse me?

NURSE 2: Sorry, I was assigned to you.

Y/n nods.

Y/N: I was attached to one of those machines too (points to patient's room), right?

NURSE 2: The ventilator? Yeah.

Y/N: Why?

The nurse eyes her surrounding, she pulls Y/n farther away from the people in the corridor.

NURSE 2: It's because of that game. Every person who played the game, what was it? AU! fell into a coma.

Y/N: I was in a coma?

NURSE: Didn't your doctor tell you?

Of course, he did, Y/n just hadn't bother to listen.

Y/N (SWIFTLY MOVING ON): Anyways, every player fell into a coma?

NURSE [NODS]: And nobody knows why. They die without any reason, they would be on their way to recovery when suddenly...

She looks at the mourning family.

NURSE: ...That happens.

She sighs, Y/n thinks.

Y/N: When they died in the game they died here too.

NURSE: Huh?

Y/N: No. Nothing.

NURSE: Let's go, your friends might want to meet you again.

Y/n forces a smile.

Y/N: Why does every one keep saying that?

The butler keeps a watchful eye on Y/n from afar.

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INT. Y/N'S MANSION – EVENING

POP! A champagne bottle is popped open. Guests fill the mansion and the lawn in the back. Y/n's mom and dad, wearing the most expensive outfit in the room, clank their glasses with their guests. A huge banner reads: WELCOME HOME Y/N!

GUEST: Congratulations, it's good to see you both happy again.

MOM: Thank you, Mr. Jun, for recommending Dr. Kim, It's really all thanks to you.

They titter, a guest beside Y/n's dad searches the room with his eyes.

GUEST 2: Where is the girl we're here to celebrate?

Y/n's mom looks around, unable to spot her daughter.

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INT. Y/N'S ROOM – EVENING

Y/n is way too gloomy for a night of celebration, reason - the uncomfortable dress and unwanted attention awaiting her. She sits at her desk typing away into her computer. The muffled voices of the guests outside echo. She types, AU. Enter. She pulls on the itchy dress waiting for the results.

Y/N: I'm going to end up burning this dress-Aish...

She focuses, immersing herself in the computer screen. Her grip around the mouse firm, as she scrolls through pages of articles about the video game. Some headlines read:

MILLIONS AFFECTED AROUND GLOBE AS VIDEO GAME PUTS THEM IN COMA. FAMILIES LEFT BROKEN AS LOVED ONES PASS AWAY LOGGING INTO A VIDEO GAME... ReQi GAMES SUED FOR CULPABILITY BY THE BEREAVED FAMILIES.... WAKING UP FROM COMA, PLAYERS OF THE GAME AU, HAVE NO MEMORY OF LOGGING IN...

Y/n leans back in her chair.

Y/N: This means, there is a chance the real Bang Chan is still alive somewhere... he needs to get out to wake up from his coma.... Hmm?

She finds her attention grabbed by a recent news article: ReQi GAMES TO FINALLY SHUT MAIN DATABASE OF THE MOST HATED GAME AU.

Y/N: No, they can't-

Clicking on it at lightning speed, she scrolls quickly to find the date of the shutdown.

Y/N: Come on...come on... 19th April...

Her gaze dart to the date displaying at the corner of her monitor. 3rd April.

Y/N: In 2 weeks. He'll die, everyone will-

The door squeaks open, Y/n immediately shuts all of the tabs and pretends to study. The butler peeks in.

BUTLER: You are summoned downstairs, Ms. Y/n.

Y/N: We don't live in the 18th century; you don't have to be so formal.

BUTLER: We have guests.

Y/N: Tell them I'm tired. Or that I still feel sick, come up with something.

BUTLER: I'm afraid I can't do that.

Y/N: Why? A conscious is not something you have. And lying is something that comes really naturally to you. I don't see the problem.

BUTLER: Mr. Harp's daughter is waiting to meet you.

Y/N: Mr. Har- Wait, Andy? She's out?

BUTLER: I don't get what you me-

Y/N [TO SELF]: She was one of the champions... I remember...

BUTLER: Ms. Y/n-

Y/n's on her feet, racing past the butler.

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EXT. TERRACE – EVENING

Y/n offers Andy, a 25-year-old, fit, and classy lady a glass of champagne. Andy settles on a chair.

ANDY: You look better awake.

Y/N: Thanks... I heard you were in a coma too.

Andy shifts in her seat.

ANDY: Yeah... A year ago.

Y/N: You were the best player in the game; You were my idol, it was awesome watching you defeat Tertract alone. And when you defeated- what was his name again? ... Bam Gam!

Andy is quite clueless; she does not know what Y/n is talking about. Y/n's smile slowly drops as she notices and stops talking.

ANDY: I'm sorry, but T- what?

Y/N: The Tertract... the- don't you remember? That was your best level.

ANDY: Level?... Ugh... No. I've never heard about that. What do you mean?

Y/n smiles nervously, she forces a laugh.

Y/N: I was joking. Ha!

Andy replies, smiling and laughing back, awkwardly. The feign laughter soon dies down as they realize how ridiculous this is.

ANDY: So...

Y/N: So...

BUTLER: Ms. Y/n. Your mother is looking for you.

Y/n turns.

Y/N: I'll be there. (To Andy) Nice meeting you.

ANDY: You too.

Y/n follows the butler into the mansion, staying as far as she can.

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INT. BANG CHAN'S MASNION – NIGHT

Bang Chan steps into his house, frowning and sad. He looks at his mansion, suddenly looking lonely.

BANG CHAN: I wanted her to get out. It's a good thing.

He nods, walking to his monitors. He plops down on his chair, a person miles away would know he's not fine, but he won't admit it.

BANG CHAN: Let's see who needs saving?

He pops his knuckles leaning closer to his desk. Booom! Boom! Muffled sounds of fireworks bursting distract him, he scrolls through the monitors, still distracted. Unable to focus he walks to the big windows and slightly pushes the curtains to the side. Fireworks explode in break city far away, celebrating a victor.

BANG CHAN: Does it always have to be the same thing?

A huge holographic screen, displaying a photo of Y/n, the text under reading: NEW VICTOR. Bang Chan releases a heavy sigh as his eyes shimmer in the light with tears.

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EXT. Y/N'S SCHOOL – DAY

Y/n can't step into the compound, her breath shaky and her fingers again on the wrist that had carried her only source of protection.

GIRL: Hey Y/n!

Y/n who almost bravely took a step forward, is frozen in her position. The girl she's had nightmares about, only a few steps behind.

GIRL: It's been so long and you won't even look at me?

Y/n's fist clench tight, her foot presses harder against the ground stopping her from shaking.

GIRL: Ya... Ya!

Y/n closes her eyes. You won't die, not before we get him out first. Y/n turns around to face her, she bows.

Y/N: It's been a while.

The girl scoffs.

GIRL: You better be there after school or your dead meat.

Y/n looks down, the girl walks toward the school building followed by her minions. Y/n almost drops to the ground, terrified.

Y/N: I can do this... I can do this...

She takes deep breaths slowly pushing herself off the ground.

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INT. Y/N'S MANSION – EVENING

Y/n throws her fencing bag on the couch, she touches her jaw, wincing in pain, they beat her up again.

Y/N: Why do they keep attacking my pretty face? Ahh...

She walks through the doorway entering the kitchen, a pregnant lady wipes the counters.

Y/N: Ms. Oh you're still here?

She turns around, a lady in her mid-30's, pale, tired and weak.

MS. OH: Oh! I thought I wouldn't see you today.

Y/N: Why are you here? Aren't you on your maternity leave?

MS. OH: Someone has to make the money.

Y/N: That's why we are still paying you... don't tell me... did my butler, Mr. Yoo order you-

Ms. Oh looks down.

Y/N: That jerk...

MS. OH: It's fine, he's paying me extra-

Y/n already headed for the front door.

MS. OH: Y/n! Y-

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EXT. MR. YOO'S QUARTERS – EVENING

The small, simple looking house located at the end of the backyard of Y/n's mansion belongs to Mr. Yoo. Y/n aggressively bangs on the door.

Y/N: Mr. Yoo! We need to talk! Mr. Yoo! .... Mr. Yoo!

BUTLER: What are you doing here?

Y/n turns round.

Y/N: Mr. Yoo.

BUTLER: It's almost dinner time, you should freshe-

Y/N: Why did you call Ms. Oh? Don't you know she was on leave?

BUTLER: I'm not allowed to talk to you about this, and I won't. Go back in.

He crosses her not noticing the object falling out of his pocket as he slams the door behind him.

Y/N: Wah...

She looks down and notices the rectangular object after almost stamping on it.

Y/N: What's that...

She picks up the pen drive, a sticker on it reading a date.

Y/N: That's today's date.

She looks into Mr. Yoo's house, he's not watching, and puts it in her pocket.

Y/N: Why does he need a pen driv-

She rushes back to the mansion.

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INT. Y/N'S ROOM – NIGHT

She gently fixes the pen drive into her computer. She clicks open the lone folder to see a single video clipping, titled: Rebecca #125

Y/N: What is this? A movie?

She does not expect much, but that was until she watched the content that make her eyes widen in shock.

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INT. LIBRARY – AFTERNOON

DAE WOO, early 20's, part timer, arranges the books on the shelves, making space and placing new ones in it. He notices an approaching silhouette and does not look up at it until it stands near him.

DAE WOO: How can I help-

He freezes, seeing the person. The box of books falls down from his hand which close his mouth open in surprise.

DAE WOO: HUH!

The hooded silhouette reaches down for the books when Dae Woo pulls her up.

DAE WOO: Y/n! You-You-

Y/n nods.

Y/N: We'll catch up later, I need you to pay attention.

Dae Woo can't process any of this. He forces himself to make every atom in him, pay attention.

Y/N: I need your help.

Dae Woo is up for anything.

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EXT. ROOFTOP – NIGHT

Bang Chan hums as he rests his gun on the ledge of the rooftop. He aims at the NPCs fighting players on the ground below. BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! The NPCs drop dead. Except Bang Chan did not fire.

BANG CHAN: What the- How the-

He looks to his side, a masked person. He or She. Baggy black outfit. The person's gun also on the ledge of the rooftop aiming at the NPCs. He can't believe what he's seeing. The person pulls their gun back loading it again.

BANG CHAN: How?-

The person stops, looks at Bang Chan, right in the eye making him stumble back, losing balance.

BANG CHAN: Who- Who are you?

He aims his gun at the person, or NPC...

Y/N: Hi... Genius...

FADE OUT.

END OF PART ONE.