A flash of light and a loud crack split the air, silencing the sound of the planes and trucks and shouting. Ella’s gaze smoothly moved down, her hands and shirt stained in dark crimson. There was no pain, no fear, nothing except a blaring beeping getting louder and louder until she awoke with a gasp, grasping her stomach. The alarm clock read 10:13PM as Ella’s hand came down like a hammer, turning it off vigorously. Ella’s apartment was plain and empty, with several large windows along one side pouring sunlight into the room. Unpacked moving boxes hid in the corners and an assortment of clothes scattered over the floor. 

Her hair was disheveled and lipstick was smeared all over her mouth. She didn’t remember putting on lipstick, but she didn’t remember anything from last night. A warm shower woke her up and reminded her about the meeting for the movie today. She was already gonna be late, so she didn’t bother rushing. By the time she reached the studio she was 15min late.. She’d feel more guilty but its not like the DP is vital to a script reading. As usual she forgot her access badge, luckily the security guard on duty recognized her.

Discreetly as possible, Ella snuck in trying to get to the table full of food in the back without getting caught.