EXT. SPACE
A blue-white star burns against the darkness.
A planet slowly rotates into view.
ASTER.
Only a few scattered patches of green remain.
The rest is scarred brown.
Smoke hangs over continents.
Gigantic oil derricks march across the landscape.
Mines carve open mountains.
Factories blanket the horizon.
OLDER WOMAN (V.O.)
Two thousand years ago... Aster was
dying.
A beat.
OLDER WOMAN (V.O.) (CONT'D)
Not from disease. Not from fire.
From us.
EXT. ASTER – OIL FIELDS – DAY
Towering derricks pump relentlessly.
Sirens WAIL.
From opposite sides of the field, two armies surge forward.
Projectile weapons crack through the air.
Explosions tear into the earth.
Soldiers scramble up the steel derricks, firing down at the
enemy.
Others fall from the platforms into burning pools of oil.
OLDER WOMAN (V.O.)
The last great wars were not fought
over politics... ...or religion...
...but survival.
A shell detonates.
The battlefield disappears beneath smoke.
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Ecumenopolis Rising
EXT. SPACE
Dozens of colony ships ignite their engines and depart Aster.
Some are enormous.
Some barely larger than freighters.
They scatter in every direction.
OLDER WOMAN (V.O.)
So the nations of Aster did what
none had done before. They searched
for another home.
One ship vanishes in a violent asteroid impact.
Another drifts silently, powerless.
Others disappear into the stars.
OLDER WOMAN (V.O.) (CONT'D)
Most never returned.
Silence.
A gray moon hangs in orbit around Aster.
One battered ship approaches.
It enters orbit.
OLDER WOMAN (V.O.) (CONT'D)
But one did.
Construction vessels arrive.
Habitation domes rise.
Factories.
Transit lines.
More ships.
Years pass.
The settlement expands.
Decades become centuries.
Cities merge.
The moon disappears beneath duralloy, duraglass and light.
An entire world becomes one city.
OLDER WOMAN (V.O.) (CONT'D)
They called it... Ecumenopolis.
EXT. ECUMENOPOLIS – ORBIT
An endless city covers the moon from pole to pole.
Freighters descend through layers of towering structures.
Traffic fills the sky.
Billions of lights stretch to the horizon.
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The Machine Planet
EXT. ASTER – DAY
No people.
Only machines.
Autonomous harvesters move through endless fields.
Oil derricks continue their endless rhythm.
Mining excavators strip exposed rock.
Cargo trains glide without conductors.
Massive launch towers fire freight containers into space.
OLDER WOMAN (V.O.)
Aster was left to the machines.
They harvested... They mined...
They gathered what remained... And
for two thousand years... They kept
Ecumenopolis alive.
A transport freighter launches toward the city-world.
We follow it through space...
Toward the endless maze of towers.
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The Berth 4 Heist
EXT. ECUMENOPOLIS – LOWER FREIGHT DISTRICT – NIGHT
The transport disappears into a forest of duralloy.
Hidden among the shadows...
Two figures wait.
ELBETH (18) holds her breath, pressed flat against a rusted
structural beam. Her eyes are locked on the loading platform
forty feet below.
Beside her, CRINA (16) tightly grips the strap of an empty
canvas sack, her gaze tracking a pair of ARBITERS pacing the
perimeter of the dock.
The air is thick with pungent steam and the deafening,
rhythmic clanking of automated machinery.
Down on the platform, a forklift driver drops a massive crate
of mid-tier commercial supplies. A label flashes on the side:
PRE-PROCESSED YIELD - SECTOR 12 DISTRIBUTION.
CRINA
(whispering, urgent)
That’s it. That’s the mid-tier
haul.
ELBETH
Count.
Crina silently counts the sweep of the spotlight.
Three...
Two...
One...
A massive automated sweeping spotlight cuts across the
platform, painting the cargo in bright neon green. It passes
over their hiding spot, missing them by inches.
ELBETH (CONT'D)
Go.
ELBETH (CONT'D)
Now. Shift change is forty seconds.
They drop from the structural beam, landing silently on a
lower catwalk. They move like ghosts through the steam pipes,
slipping down a ladder and onto the chaotic floor of the
loading dock.
The forklift driver turns his vehicle around, heading back
into the warehouse. The two Arbiters have their backs turned,
sharing a stim-stick.
Elbeth slips behind the massive ration crate. She pulls a
heavy, notched alloy pry-bar from her belt and wedges it into
the crate’s electronic seal.
With a sharp grunt, she wrenches it upward. The seal SPARKS
and pops open. Steam erupts from the cold interior of the
crate.
Inside are rows of tightly packed, vacuum-sealed packages in
a swirl of condensation.
CRINA
Beautiful.
Crina works with furious speed, shoving the packages into her
canvas sack. One, two, three, four...
A loud CLANG echoes. A dock worker shouts in the distance.
The two Arbiters turn around, their eyes scanning the
platform.
ARBITER
Hey! Who's over by Berth 4?
CRINA
(freezing, whispered)
El...
ELBETH
Keep stuffing. Don't look at them.
Elbeth grabs the final three packages, jamming them into her
own jacket pockets. She slams the lid of the crate back down
just as the Arbiters start walking toward their row.
ELBETH (CONT'D)
Grab the sack. Run.
They sprint out from behind the crate, diving under a moving
conveyor belt just as the Arbiters' flashlights sweep the
area.
ARBITER
Hey! Stop right there!
An alarm CHIRPS, but the sisters are already gone, melting
into the labyrinth of dark pipe ways and structural support
columns. They scramble up a maintenance ladder, climbing
higher into the shadows of the lower district, leaving the
shouting guards far below
FADE OUT.
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A Meal in the Hollows
INT. THE HOLLOWS – SECTOR 12 – NIGHT
Deep beneath Ecumenopolis.
The distant THUNDER of machinery never stops.
Massive concrete support columns disappear into darkness
above. Improvised shelters cling to them like nests, built
from scavenged sheet alloy, utility tarps, and stolen
conduit.
A chemical heater struggles against the cold.
AMRA (70s) quietly mends a jacket by touch alone.
Nearby, NERI (16) and CYRA (15) huddle together beneath
patched blankets, sharing the last warmth from the heater.
OREN (80s) coughs violently into a stained cloth.
He quickly hides the cloth before anyone notices the blood.
TRIST (17) and BREN (15) struggle to stop a leaking water
line with strips of rubber scavenged from old machinery.
The leak slows to an occasional drip.
LIOR (60s) sharpens a length of rebar into a crude spear
while listening for footsteps beyond the entrance.
EVREN (40s) quietly counts their remaining supplies.
Three nutrient packs.
One blanket still dry.
Two batteries.
He exhales.
Not enough.
NICI (16) quietly entertains herself by folding scraps of
packaging into tiny animals.
A distant metallic GROAN echoes through the structure.
Everyone instinctively looks upward.
The tarp at the entrance parts.
Elbeth and Crina step inside carrying heavy canvas sacks.
The room immediately comes alive.
Nici is first to them.
NICI
You were gone too long.
CRINA
Worth it.
Cyra helps lower the sacks.
Elbeth unties the first.
Inside—
Fresh lettuce.
Carrots.
Apples.
Crina lifts out a bright red apple.
She tosses it to Bren.
He catches it awkwardly, staring at it like it's a treasure.
BREN
I don't remember the last time I
saw one.
TRIST
I've never seen one that wasn't in
a picture.
Laughter.
Evren begins organizing the food.
EVREN
Same as always. No one eats until
everyone's served.
Without discussion, everyone falls into familiar roles.
Lior washes the vegetables.
Nici portions everything evenly.
Amra wraps leftovers in clean cloth.
Only after everyone has food does Elbeth take a piece
herself.
Oren quietly slides half his portion toward Amra.
She immediately slides it back.
AMRA
Don't argue with an old woman.
He smiles and gives in.
For a few precious minutes...
The Hollows feels almost peaceful.
Then—
Oren coughs again.
Harder this time.
A drop of blood lands on his sleeve.
He quickly folds the fabric over it.
Too late.
Elbeth sees.
So does Evren.
Silence settles over the room.
Evren opens a small alloy medical case.
Inside—
Empty blister packs.
An expired injector.
A cracked thermometer.
Nothing useful.
EVREN
That's it.
No one answers.
Trist sets down his food.
TRIST
I can keep the heaters running.
Bren nods.
BREN
And the water line's holding.
Lior taps the sharpened rebar.
LIOR
No one's getting in here.
Nici looks at Elbeth.
NICI
We'll manage.
Elbeth closes the medical case.
ELBETH
We'll find medicine.
Evren looks up.
EVREN
Not tonight. You earned one night's
sleep. Market opens at first light.
Everyone knows what he means.
A beat.
Elbeth nods.
The community shares its meal beneath the endless rumble of
the city above.
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The Lower Market Heist
EXT. LOWER MARKET – ECUMENOPOLIS – DAY
A vast underground marketplace carved into the lower levels
of the city.
Crowds shoulder past one another beneath towering duralloy
supports.
Vendor drones buzz overhead.
Digital displays flicker endlessly.
"UPPER SPIRE FRESH BAKERY:
Fresh baked bread
1,000 Digital Tokens
Made Daily"
The image changes.
Golden loaves.
Steaming pastries.
Another:
"FRESH PRODUCE
UPPER SPIRE MARKET
PERISHABLE"
The people below barely look.
Another sign.
PROTEIN PACK
"100 Digital Tokens
Government Approved Nutrition"
Vacuum-sealed grey nutrition bricks move down a conveyor.
A customer reluctantly scans a wrist tag and buys one.
Nearby—
MEDICAL DISPENSARY
Rows of antibiotics.
Pain suppressants.
Respiratory inhalers.
Every item protected behind reinforced duraglass.
Prices scroll continuously.
Most shoppers don't even slow down.
Hidden among the crowd are members of the Hollows.
Separated.
Never acknowledging one another.
Evren pauses near the dispensary.
Trist wanders toward an electronics stall.
Bren studies stacks of protein packs.
Nici lingers beside a textile merchant displaying insulated
thermal blankets.
Cyra waits near a public water distribution station where
emergency water pouches are sold.
Across the concourse—
Elbeth deliberately collides with a well-dressed shopper.
The shopper's purchases scatter across the floor.
CRINA
I'm sorry!
She kneels to help...
...while quietly slipping one expensive package into another
customer's hover cart.
Seconds later—
CUSTOMER
That's mine!
Another shopper protests.
Voices rise.
The argument spreads.
An Arbiter pushes into the crowd.
ARBITER
Back! Everyone back!
The market slows.
Attention shifts toward the disturbance.
Exactly as planned.
Evren slips through the dispensary entrance.
Trist removes battery packs from an electronics vendor.
A SHOPKEEPER turns.
SHOPKEEPER
Hey!
Before he can react—
Nici crashes into another customer.
More shouting.
The shopkeeper loses Trist in the chaos.
Bren lifts a case of protein packs from a delivery pallet.
Nici folds two thermal blankets beneath her coat.
Cyra fills her satchel with sealed emergency water pouches.
Within moments—
Each disappears into the moving crowd.
Back at the argument—
The Arbiter separates the customers.
Elbeth catches Evren's eye for the briefest moment.
Quick nods. The job is done.
Without another glance toward one another...
The members of the Hollows melt back into the endless sea of
people.
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Eyes Forward
EXT. MAGLIFT – LEVEL 200 – AFTERNOON
A sleek maglift rises silently through the city.
Duraglass walls reveal the city changing.
The rusted freight districts disappear below.
Synthcrete morphs into polished alloy.
Pipes are hidden from view in the smooth glinting walls.
Freight traffic gives way to pedestrian walkways.
Advertisements fade into the dim city below.
Crina stares out the window.
CRINA
I've never been this high.
Nici checks the floor indicator.
"LEVEL 200"
The doors slide open.
EXT. LEVEL 200 CONCOURSE – CONTINUOUS
Above, the Atmoshield radiates a programmed afternoon glow.
Trees grow from raised planters. Water flows through narrow
stone channels.
People wear tailored clothing. Children laugh and play.
Nobody is in a rush. They just enjoy their surroundings.
A musician performs beside a café.
Crina can't stop looking.
ELBETH
Eyes forward.
EXT. MARKET TERRACE - CONTINUOUS
Open-air dining overlooks the endless city.
Fresh bread emerges from automated ovens.
Roasted vegetables.
Bowls of bright fruit.
Rich coffee.
People casually leave half-finished meals. And pastries
arrive at their tables.
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The Kitchen Escape
INT. RESTAURANT – SERVICE CORRIDOR - CONTINUOUS
The sisters slip through an employees-only door.
Steam. Fresh baking.
Kitchen staff hurry past without noticing them.
Nici quietly fills a canvas bag.
Loaves.
Butter.
Milk.
Wrapped cheese.
Apples.
A COOK suddenly turns.
COOK
Hey—
Elbeth shoves a rolling rack across the aisle.
Crash.
Chaos.
INT. DINING ROOM - CONTINUOUS
The sisters burst through.
Elegant diners freeze. Someone drops a wine goblet.
An Arbiter at the entrance immediately reacts.
ARBITER
Stop!
The chase begins.
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The Apple and the Escape
INT. LEVEL 200 PROMENADE - CONTINUOUS
The sisters vault over decorative benches. Slide beneath
outdoor tables.
Guests leap aside.
One apple bounces from the bag.
It rolls to the edge of the walkway.
One Arbiter slips in a shallow reflecting pool.
Another takes a longer route.
Elbeth leads them toward the maglift.
Crina pauses for a moment at the an extended overlook..
She sees the city stretching forever beneath the artificial
sky.
Elbeth grabs her arm.
ELBETH
Crina!
They run.
INT. MAGLIFT LOBBY - CONTINUOUS
Doors closing. They dive through.
The Arbiter reaches out for them. Too late.
The doors seal.
Silence.
INT. MAGLIFT - CONTINUOUS
Inside the lift, everyone is breathing hard.
Crina opens the sack.
Fresh bread.
Butter.
Milk.
Apples.
For a moment...
they just stare.
INT. PROMENADE - CONTINUOUS
a maintenance worker is a slightly worn uniform casually
picks up the apple.
He glances around to see if anyone is around.
Then—
Satisfied, he polishes it on his sleeve...
...and takes a bite as he continues walking.
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A Tense Homecoming
INT. THE HOLLOWS – SECTOR 12 – AFTERNOON
Amra sits next to Oren. Oren is wrapped in a threadbare
blanket, shivering despite the nearby heater. He begins to
wheeze, then cough. He leans forward while Amra supports his
back.
Lior hears sounds approaching. With rebar in hand he
approaches the tarp.
The tarp parts. Evren and Cyra enter cautiously, with their
sacks of supplies trailing behind. Evren is limping.
Lior relaxes.
LIOR
Everything go okay?
Evren and Neri approach the workbench and start to unpack.
EVREN
About the usual. Hurt my ankle
Suddenly the tarp bursts open. Trist and Bren bound through
laughing and shoving each other. They proudly present their
bags of merchandise. Cyra follows quietly behind them.
EVREN (CONT'D)
Boys...
AMRA
It's okay, Ev. Let them have their
celebration.
Evren shakes his head and returns to sorting supplies.
Oren begins to cough again.
Amra looks at him, concerned.
AMRA (CONT'D)
Ev, did you get...
Evren turns, holding a pack of vials and syringes.
EVREN
The best tokens can buy.
Amra takes the medications. Antibiotics, pain killers,
antipyretics.
AMRA
Looks like enough for a couple
weeks.
She turns to Oren.
AMRA (CONT'D)
This should get you back on your
feet.
Evren walks over and hands Oren a small clamp device.
EVREN
This one's new. Clip it on your
nose.
Oren clips it on his nose and takes a few deep, experimental
breaths.
OREN
Hey!
AMRA
Ev... For you.
She hands Evren a slap pack. He slaps it onto his forearm.
EVREN
Thanks, Amra. Beter already.
Elbeth and Crina enter, followed by Nici. They all hold bags
of varying sizes.
BREN
About time!
NICI
We took a detour... Up to 200.
TRIST
The upper Spire?
Crina grins and empties her bag on the table. Fresh bread
spills out
CYRA
Bread!
NERI
I haven't had bread in... I don't
even remember!
NICI
Wait...
She pulls several bottles from her bag. A few wrapped
packages.
NICI (CONT'D)
Milk... and... butter!
ELBETH
We did pretty good this time.
EVREN
This is great. But the risk of
going to upper... It's too high.
ELBETH
We haven't been caught yet.
EVREN
But if you do... They'll send you
to the farms off-city.
CRINA
It's okay, Ev. We were real careful
Evren looks at the three girls for a long moment. Finally, he
smiles. Cyra hands him a torn chunk of bread. He inhales it
deeply. He looks around the room and sees everybody has their
food. He takes a bite.
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The Apple Core
EXT. UPPER SPIRE – LEVEL 200 – NIGHT
A massive structural beam hangs out over the abyss.
Elbeth and Crina are seated on the very edge, their legs
dangling over a drop of two hundred stories.
Below and before them, Ecumenopolis is a blinding ocean of
neon grids, towering spires, and intersecting traffic lines.
Above them, the sky is pitch-black, choked by the city’s
atmospheric shield. Aster is faintly visible through the
smog.
Between them lies a single, partially eaten red apple. Elbeth
pulls a small pocketknife, carefully slices off a piece, and
hands it to Crina.
Crina takes it, chewing slowly, savoring the flavor.
CRINA
It tastes exactly like the ones
from the terrace market. The ones
Dad used to buy when we lived on
ELBETH
I know.
CRINA
Sometimes I forget what our old
apartment felt like. How quiet it
was. I can still hear the wind
chimes Mom hung by the window.
Elbeth’s expression goes quiet. She looks out at the city,
her grip tightening slightly on the knife.
ELBETH
(softly)
I still can't look at the express
lines without thinking about it. A
T-line transit unit, just going
off-mag.
CRINA
They said the magnetic guidance
grid on Level 300 failed for a
fraction of a second. It just...
plummeted. Straight down through
the structures, all the way to the
surface.
ELBETH
It was a clean system failure,
Crina.
ELBETH (CONT'D)
Nobody’s fault, but they were gone
before the automated emergency
systems even registered the drop.
And with our household registry
deleted, we had to go. But we're
going to keep this family healthy,
Crina. I promise you, we’re going
to get everyone back on their feet.
Elbeth takes the knife and slices the last piece of the
apple, handing it to her sister. She holds the remaining core
in her hand.
A heavy mechanical WHIRR echoes from the platform behind
them.
The heavy alloy doors of a high-speed maglift begin to slide
open. Bright white light spills onto the concrete.
The beam is empty.
No sign of the sisters. Gone, like they were never there.
An ARBITER steps out of the elevator. His heavy boots clang
against the grating. The security visor on his helmet glows a
cold, scanning blue.
He looks down at his boots.
Sitting on the concrete, right where the girls were sitting,
is the fresh apple core.
He looks right, then left.
Nothing but the drop.
The Arbiter bends down and picks it up, turning it over in
his gloved hand. He looks up at the moon in the sky, then
walks over to a metallic chute on the wall.
A digital label on the chute glows: RECYCLING: OFF-CITY
COMPOST.
He drops the core inside. It slides down into the dark pipe
with a faint whoosh.
FADE OUT.
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The Berth 9 Run
INT. THE HOLLOWS – SECTOR 12 – NIGHT
The chemical heater flickers, casting long, mechanical
shadows across the concrete support columns.
Oren rests under his blankets, his breathing shallow but
steady. Nearby, Lior sits on a alloy crate, still holding his
sharpened rebar, keeping a quiet watch.
EVREN sits at the workbench, his boot off, tightly wrapping
his swollen ankle with a strip of utility fabric. He grimaces
with every tug.
Elbeth, Crina, and Nici slip quietly through the entrance
tarp.
Evren looks up immediately.
EVREN
You're back late.
ELBETH
The lifts on the Level 200 Radial
were crawling with security sweeps.
We had to take the service shafts
down.
She pulls up a rusted alloy chair and sits across from him,
watching him tie off the bandage.
ELBETH (CONT'D)
How's the ankle?
EVREN
It'll hold. Eventually. But not by
tomorrow morning.
He leans back, exhaling a long, frustrated breath, and taps a
dirty transit schedule displayed on his flickering datapad.
EVREN (CONT'D)
An automated feeder-line transport
is dropping at Berth 9 tomorrow at
dawn. Bulk density.
CRINA
(stepping forward)
The raw feedlot shipment?
EVREN
It'll feed us for months. I was
supposed to lead the team to
intercept it before the automated
sorting line clears the platform.
He looks down at his bandaged ankle, slamming his fist
lightly against the workbench.
EVREN (CONT'D)
But I can't run on this. If we miss
this window, the next bulk shipment
isn't for another three cycles.
Elbeth looks at Crina, then back to Evren. Her voice is calm,
resolute.
ELBETH
We'll go.
EVREN
El, it's a three-person haul just
to carry those crates. If the
platform monitors lock—
NICI
I'm going, too.
Nici steps up beside Crina, crossing her arms.
NICI (CONT'D)
I can handle the weight. And I know
the layout of Berth 9 better than
anyone. My brother used to work the
scrap lines down there.
Evren looks at the three girls. He wants to say no, but his
eyes drift over to Oren, then to the corner where Neri and
Cyra are sleeping. He knows they need this win to keep Oren
recovering and the kids fed.
EVREN
The shipment is scheduled for 0500.
The automated loading cranes run on
a ninety-second cycle. You get in,
you grab two crates, and you get
out. If the doors start to seal,
you drop the weight and you run. Do
you hear me?
ELBETH
We hear you, Ev.
EVREN
(softly, looking at them)
No heroics. Just the food.
Elbeth nods, reaching out to pat his shoulder.
ELBETH
Get some rest, Ev. We’ll be back
before the sector wakes up.
FADE OUT.
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Ghost Haul
INT. AUTOMATED FREIGHTER - CARGO HOLD - NIGHT
Industrial blue standby lights paint the interior of the
massive, cold hold.
Elbeth rips open a heavy plastech transit crate. Empty.
Nothing but foam molding.
Beside her, Nici tears open another. Inside are rows of
sleek, silver luxury data-cores. Irrelevant. Useless to a
starving clan.
ELBETH
It’s a ghost haul. They already
transferred the bulk crates to the
upper lines.
CRINA
(looking around, panicked)
El, we took too long. Look at the
seals.
A sharp, deafening SIREN echoes. The hydraulic pumps WHINE.
SHIP COMPUTER (V.O.)
Sealing bulkhead doors. Five
seconds to ignition.
ELBETH
Drop the sacks! Run!
They sprint down the narrow alloy aisle toward the shrinking
gap of light at the back of the ship. The massive ramp is
lifting, folding upward like a giant jaw.
Nici slides under the descending top gate first, tumbling out
onto the slick alloy platform of Berth 9. She rolls to her
feet and spins around, reaching out to help them—
But behind her, Crina trips. Her heavy boot wedges tight into
the automated floor-track mechanism inside the hold.
CRINA
El! My foot! I'm stuck!
The door is three feet from sealing completely.
Outside on the platform, Nici drops to her knees, desperately
shoving her arms through the closing gap.
NICI
Elbeth! Grab my hand!
Elbeth doesn't even look at the exit. She dives backward,
away from freedom, scrambling to her knees beside her sister.
ELBETH
I've got you, I've got you—hold on!
Elbeth throws her weight against the mechanical track,
jamming her pry-bar into the gears. With a brutal wrenching
sound, the track gives way. She yanks Crina free.
But they are too late.
Through the narrow, two-inch gap left in the door, Elbeth’s
eyes lock onto Nici’s terrified face on the platform outside.
ELBETH (CONT'D)
Nici, go! Run!
CLANG. The heavy interlocking teeth of the main bulkhead slam
into the frame, sealing with an airtight, vacuum HISS.
On the platform, Nici pulls her hands back just in time,
falling backward onto the concrete. She stares at the sealed,
cold alloy door.
Inside the hold, there is total, suffocating darkness.
Before the sisters can even scream, a crushing weight of G-
force slams them both flat against the duralloy floor,
knocking the wind from their lungs as the ship launches,
screaming away from the only world they've ever known.
Silence.
The heavy, bone-rattling vibration of the initial ascent
slowly fades into a low, sterile hum.
Emergency amber lighting gradually flickers on, painting the
sisters' pale faces in a dim, warning glow.
Crina is breathing hard, clutching her bruised ankle. Neither
sister speaks.
Slowly, Elbeth pulls herself up. She drags her feet toward a
tiny, thick duraglass inspection window on the side of the
hull.
Through the duraglass...
Ecumenopolis is already distant.
The colossal, endless moon of alloy, duraglass, and light is
shrinking into a curved sphere, becoming just a brilliant,
glowing jewel hanging in the vast, empty dark of space.
Neither sister has ever been off-city.
They simply press their hands to the cold duraglass and stare
at the home they are leaving behind.
CUT TO BLACK.
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Cargo Hold Discovery
INT. FREIGHTER - NIGHT
Elbeth looks around the cargo hold. Large crates and
containers are scattered around, secured to flooring tracks.
She opens the crate of cores again. She notices a sign on the
lid that she missed the first time.
"ASTER - STATION 27"
She begins looking in additional crates.
CRINA
El... what are you doing.
ELBETH
I don't know. I'm trying to figure
out what to do next.
Crina begins looking at containers. She has no idea what
she's searching for.
She opens a maglock on a large alloy pod.
ELBETH (CONT'D)
Uh. What's that smell
In the pod is a mass of rotting material. On top sits a
browning apple core.
CRINA
Looks like compost.
ELBETH
Well close it.
Crina closes the lid again. Elbeth's face relaxes.
ELBETH (CONT'D)
Okay. So this ship is returning to
Aster.
CRINA
Oh, no!
ELBETH
No, that's okay.
It's going to get restocked and return to Ecu. We just need
to hide and make sure we're aboard when it goes back.
CRINA
You make it sound so easy.
ELBETH
It was pretty easy to get on.
Crina nods.
CRINA
All right. Let's make a plan.
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The Venting Warning
INT. ASTER CARGO HUB - NIGHT
The enormous freighter slides in through the open cargo
doors.
It sets down on sturdy landing legs. A HISS of steam ejects
from the landing gears.
Slowly the doors on the freighter open.
Two MAINTENANCE WORKERS approach the doors. Worker #1 peers
in.
WORKER #1
She's almost empty. Just some parts
and waste this time.
WORKER #2
Good enough. I'll get the
extraction going.
The bins inside begin to shift along the tracks. One by one
they line up at the door.
A large set of clamps extend on a multipivot arm. It clamps
on a crate. The maglocks on the tracks release and the arm
removes the crate and sets it in a stack to the side. The
next bin slides into place at the door.
The next bin is the compost. It is picked up by a second arm
and placed on a maglift transporter.
WORKER #1
Okay. Let it do it's thing.
Worker #2 nods and they leave the cargo area.
With a soft PUFF, the first crate opens. Elbeth and Crina
peer out. The coast is clear. They climb out of the crate and
close the lid. Another puff as the maglocks engage.
ELBETH
Okay we made it throught the first
step.
CRINA
El...
Elbeth is looking around the cargo area. She notices a sign
above the now closed access doors.
"STATION 27"
ELBETH
(distracted)
Hmmm.
CRINA
What if that crate had been on the
bottom...?
Elbeth looks at the crate.
ELBETH
I'd rather not think about that.
LATER
Elbeth and Crina sit with their backs against a crate.
CRINA
How long until they start loading
again.
ELBETH
No idea.
CRINA
How do they load the crates?
ELBETH
I don't know
CRINA
When...
ELBETH
(interrupting)
Crina...
Crina looks down at her hands on her lap.
CRINA
I'm sorry. I'm just scared
Elbeth pulls her into a hug.
ELBETH
I know. I'm scared, too.
She looks around the cargo hold.
ELBETH (CONT'D)
Do you know anyone who has ever
been off-city?
CRINA
No... I know people go. They don't
come back.
ELBETH
The crews must. They can't... live
here, forever.
They sit in silence, thinking.
Suddenly, the magdoors at the end of the cargo hold swish
open. Two additional WORKERS enter.
WORKER #3
She's done. Thrusters, magpads,
guidance. Whole workup.
WORKER #4
That's gonna take us the rest of
our tour.
WORKER #3
Should only be about three months.
Horal's crew on 405 is picking up
the outbound schedule.
Elbeth's eyes go wide. She looks at Crina, whose face has
drained of all color.
Through the small gap between the stacked containers, they
watch the two workers walk toward the rear of the cargo hold,
checking the structural seals on the wall panels.
CRINA
(mouths, terrified)
Three months?
Elbeth presses a finger to her lips. She slowly, silently
reaches down and grabs her empty canvas sack, pulling it
close.
WORKER #4 (O.S.)
Three months of scraping thruster
carbon. Lucky us. I'll go grab the
diagnostic rig from the depot.
WORKER #3 (O.S.)
Yeah, do that. Might as well kill
environmental. No point wasting the
oxygen cells while she's sitting in
the dry dock.
The heavy, metallic footsteps of Worker #4 head back toward
the exit.
Elbeth grips Crina’s shoulder.
ELBETH
(whispering, urgent)
We have to get off. Now. Before
they vent the air.
CRINA
But the workers—
ELBETH
Keep low. Move when I move.
They crawl on their hands and knees, keeping the high-density
crates between themselves and Worker #3, who is humming a
dull tune as he taps commands into a wall-mounted control
panel.
CLACK. A heavy valve deep in the ceiling shuts. The hum of
the ventilation system begins to wind down, its pitch
dropping lower and lower. The air instantly feels heavier,
more sterile.
Elbeth reaches the edge of the open cargo door.
Outside, the cavernous hangar of Aster Station 27 stretches
out. Automated cranes are motionless. A few industrial
transport carts sit idle near the exit gates.
She slips over the threshold, dropping silently onto the
landing pad. She reaches up, caught by Crina's hands, and
guides her sister down beside her.
They press themselves against one of the freighter's massive
hydraulic landing legs.
Just fifty yards away, the exit doors of the cargo hub stand
open to the raw Aster night. Beyond the threshold, a massive,
unpaved service road cuts through fields of towering,
automated agricultural harvesters that stretch all the way to
the dark horizon.
CRINA
(shivering, looking out)
El... where do we go?
Elbeth looks back at the ship, then out at the cold,
mechanical wilderness of the farm-planet.
ELBETH
We find a ship that's actually
leaving. We find another station.
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16 -
A Step into the Unknown
EXT. ASTER - PROCESSING HUB - DAY
A colossal processing hub dominates the landscape, surrounded
by orchards and cultivated fields that disappear toward the
horizon. Harvester drones ZOOM out of the lower levels, long
spinning blades glinting in the bright sun.
A large cargo door 100 feet from the ground is closed and
still.
An access ladder runs the full height of the complex. Two
small figures are descending towards the bottom.
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Elbeth stands at the bottom of the ladder. She helps Crina
off.
Crina bends down and picks up a handful of dirt.
CRINA
What is this?
ELBETH
I think this is what is under the
synthcrete back home.
Crina lets the dirt fall through her fingers.
CRINA
It feels funny... ...warm ...soft.
Elbeth looks out across the fields
ELBETH
The plants. They grow in this.
Crina follows Elbeth's gaze
CRINA
There must be a lot of it.
A beat
CRINA (CONT'D)
So what now?
ELBETH
We need to try to find a station.
She looks all around. She squints up at the glowing sun. She
has no idea where to go.
She gives a deep sigh. Points straight ahead.
ELBETH (CONT'D)
We go that way.
CRINA
What's that way?
ELBETH
I don't know. We have to start
somewhere.
They start walking into a field with plants growing knee
high. Above them, drones drift silently between the fields
and the processing hub, following invisible routes through
the open sky.
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17 -
Harvester's Chase
EXT. ASTER – AGRICULTURAL FIELD – DAY
The knee-high green plants rustle against Elbeth and Crina’s
legs as they push forward. The vastness is dizzying. Above
them, the sky is an uninterrupted, brilliant blue—a sight
that makes Crina stumble every few steps just to look up.
Suddenly, a deep, rhythmic thrumming vibrates through the
soil.
Elbeth halts.
Behind them, rising over the crest of a low hill, a massive
automated HARVESTER DRONE descends. It is easily sixty feet
wide, hovering just feet above the crop line on powerful
repulsor jets. A horizontal row of gleaming, rapid-spin
rotary blades purrs at its front.
It is moving fast, tracking a perfectly straight line through
the field. Directly toward them.
ELBETH
Crina! Run!
They bolt.
They sprint down the narrow lanes of the crop, but they are
running in the exact path of the machine's programmed harvest
line. The thrumming escalates to a deafening roar.
The wind from the drone's thrusters whips the plants around
them into a frenzy.
Crina looks back over her shoulder, her face pale. The
spinning blades are fifty yards away, chewing the green
plants into a fine mulch.
CRINA
It's not stopping!
ELBETH
Left! Go left!
Crina hesitates, trying to find footing in the loose dirt.
The harvester is on them.
With a desperate surge of energy, Elbeth lunges, tackling
Crina hard to the side.
They roll together into the dirt, tumbling out of the drone's
harvesting lane just as the massive machine sweeps past. The
blades roar overhead, missing them by inches, throwing a
thick cloud of sweet-smelling, chopped green pulp over them.
The harvester continues onward in a perfectly straight,
indifferent line, leaving a clean, barren swath of dirt in
its wake.
Elbeth lies flat on her back, coughing, covered in dirt and
shredded leaves. Beside her, Crina slowly pushes herself up
to her elbows.
CRINA
(gasping)
It didn't even see us.
ELBETH
(pulling herself up)
Come on, we need to get out of
here.
They scramble to their feet and head in a new direction,
cutting diagonally across the unharvested rows, desperate for
cover.
A shadow falls over them.
Before they can look up, a massive HYDRATION DRONE—a sleek,
white disc gliding silent and high—passes directly overhead.
With a sharp hiss, its underbelly nozzles release a heavy,
pressurized mist of water.
A torrential downpour hits the sisters.
They yell in shock, slipping in the instantly muddy soil as
the freezing water drenches them from head to toe. Within
seconds, their clothes are soaked through, clinging to them.
Then, as quickly as it started, the drone glides away,
continuing its watering cycle across the next sector.
Wiping water from her eyes, Elbeth spots a dense canopy of
tall, dark green trees just ahead.
ELBETH (CONT'D)
There! Under those trees!
They run, slipping and sliding through the wet mud, until
they break through the edge of the crop field and stumble
into the shaded, quiet sanctuary of an ORCHARD.
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The Apple's Surprise
EXT. ASTER – ORCHARD – CONTINUOUS
They collapse against the trunk of a massive, real tree.
Water drips from their hair. The canopy above blocks out the
harshness of the direct sun, casting a soft, dappled green
light over them.
Elbeth closes her eyes, feeling the cool air.
Crina wrings out her jacket, shivering slightly, but she
looks up at the branches arching high above them. Hanging
from the limbs are bright, red apples.
She reaches out, touching the rough, mossy bark of the tree
trunk.
CRINA
Apples... grow on trees...
Elbeth squeezes water from her empty canvas sack, her eyes
scanning the deep, quiet rows of the orchard.
From above a TWITTER. Then another.
CRINA (CONT'D)
El... what was that?
Elbeth follows the sound with her eyes. The twittering
increases.
She picks up a fallen apple. She lobs it into the trees.
Suddenly-
The orchard ERUPTS as scores of birds take flight. The
thunder of beating wings fills the air.
Instinctively, Elbeth and Crina drop to the dirt, hands
protecting their heads.
A moment later-
Silence.
Only a few stray feathers drift slowly down, landing on the
soft, wet earth around them.
CRINA (CONT'D)
What... what happened?
ELBETH
Those were... animals...
CRINA
Animals? Like meat?
ELBETH
Those were too small. But yeah.
Living creatures... not machines.
CRINA
This place is very strange.
Elbeth nods.
ELBETH
Yeah. Let's keep moving
They continue through the orchard, winding their way through
the towering trees.
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The Feedlot Revelation
EXT. ASTER - FEEDLOT - EVENING
Elbeth and Crina emerge from the towering trees. They are
mud-stained with small feathers and leaves clinging to their
hair and clothes.
A large synthcrete wall sits on the opposite side of a small
clearing.
They walk around the wall until they come across a large
alloy composite gate.
Looking in they see an area - covered in mud. Large animals
are packed densely in. The stench of manure is overwhelming.
From the pen comes a discordant mix of soft lowing sounds.
Elbeth and Crina peer through the gate.
ELBETH
These are probably the animals the
meat comes from.
CRINA
They're huge!
ELBETH
Why do they keep them all together
like that?
From behind-
A WHIRRING sound.
They turn and see a large machine approaching. The thrusters
stir up dust on the loosely packed earth.
Elbeth and Crina quickly move away from the gate.
The machine docks at the threshold of the gate. A large cargo
door opens. With a GRINDING sound, the gate retracts into the
synthcrete wall.
From the machine, a ramp lowers to the ground
Immediately, animals flow towards the open gate. Two by two
they enter the machine:
2...
10...
50...
An alarm sounds. The animals stop pushing forward as the ramp
lifts.
The same grinding sound as the gate slides over the opening.
A CLUNK as the maglocks engage.
From inside the machine. The lowing of the animals grows
louder.
Then stops.
Only the steady hum of the transport remains.
The thrusters fire up. WHOOSH. The transport lifts and
returns the way it came.
Elbeth watches it depart. In the distance she sees the barely
recognizable Station 27.
She looks around. She slowly climbs up the gate on the pen.
CRINA
Elbeth!
ELBETH
It's okay, Crina. I need a better
look. These animals are harmless.
At the top of the gate, she moves and stands tall on the top
of the synthcrete wall. She slowly turns and looks around.
Endless fields.
Feedlots.
Conveyor lines.
Orchards.
Drones moving like insects across the landscape.
Nothing else.
CRINA
What?
ELBETH
I don't think there is another
station. I think we need to go back
and find another plan.
CRINA
Maybe if we tell the repair guys...
ELBETH
(sharply)
Or maybe they keep us here.
Forever. We came here illegally.
They aren't just going to let us
go.
CRINA
Can we hide for three months?
ELBETH
No. We'll find another way.
CRINA
Okay, El.
Elbeth climbs back down the gate.
ELBETH
All right. Let's start walking.
The sisters start the long walk back to Station 27.
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20 -
The Carrot and the Cry
EXT. ASTER - AGRICULTURAL FIELD - EVENING
Elbeth and Crina walk through an expansive field. Neat rows
of feathery green stalks emerge from low mounds of reddish
earth. The drones are quiet here.
Elbeth stops.
ELBETH
This is the food sent to the
city...
CRINA
I suppose...
Elbeth drops to her knees she looks at the sprigs coming from
the ground.
ELBETH
I've seen these...
Crina brightens.
CRINA
I am hungry.
Elbeth grabs the plants and pulls two long orange shapes from
the ground, then a third and fourth.
CRINA (CONT'D)
Carrots... in the ground?
She drops to the ground and begins pulling at stalks. A
carrot springs out in her grasp.
CRINA (CONT'D)
Oh!
Crina laughs.
Elbeth can't help smiling.
She stands and brushes off her knees.
ELBETH
Let's keep going
They walk close together, eating the carrots.
LATER
The sun sets lower in the sky.
CRINA
El. That light is moving.
ELBETH
It's been moving all day.
CRINA
It looks like it's going out.
ELBETH
Keep moving.
LATER
The sun has disappeared almost entirely. Station 27 is barely
visible, although larger than it was before.
CRINA
I'm so cold... and so tired.
ELBETH
Me, too. I think the light gives
off heat.
CRINA
Can we stop?
Elbeth looks towards Station 27. Already it is disappearing
into the darkness.
ELBETH
I saw some trees, over there.
She gestures to her left.
ELBETH (CONT'D)
Shelter.
They make their way toward the trees. The sun sets lower and
the world is soon in complete darkness.
Elbeth pulls out a small glowcell. The pale light barely
reaches past their feet.
CRINA
I've never seen this much...
darkness before.
ELBETH
Me, either. It's like the
atmoshield has come down on top of
us.
They enter the copse of trees and find an area covered by low
hanging branches.
ELBETH (CONT'D)
Let's try to get some sleep here
for a while. Maybe the light will
come back.
In the distance a haunting two-tone cry.
Crina looks up, alarmed. Small lights flicker in the trees.
CRINA
What's that?!
ELBETH
Another animal. Try to sleep.
They lay back on the bare ground beneath a spreading tree,
Holding onto each other for comfort and warmth. Elbeth's
eyes close, followed by Crina's
The cry comes again.
Crina's eyelids shoot open.
FADE TO BLACK:
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21 -
The Ascent
EXT. ASTER - STATION 27 - LATER
Elbeth and Crina approach the looming processing facility.
They stop at the foot of the synthcrete building. An access
ladder extends from the ground to a platform 100 feet up.
Their eyes follow the access ladder upward until it
disappears into the platform high above.
CRINA
I didn't think we'd be back.
ELBETH
Me, either.
She studies the climb.
ELBETH (CONT'D)
Whatever our way back is... we'll
find it here.
Crina nods.
CRINA
Okay.
Crina grips the cold alloy rung and begins climbing.
Elbeth takes one last look across the endless fields of
Aster.
Then she follows.
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22 -
The Catwalk Encounter
EXT. STATION 27 - CATWALK - LATER
The top of the platform. Below them, the green farmland
stretches out for miles. No other buildings are visible.
Drones zoom in and out of the hatches below, carrying on
hydration and harvesting tasks over the fields.
Above them, collection drones converge on the hatches leading
into the processing centers. Plastech transport cubes are
attached to the undersides. Strong alloy appendages with
heavy pincer hooks retract into the bodies.
Elbeth and Crina make their way across the catwalk to a
maintenance access door.
A collection drone suddenly banks toward the platform.
Crina yelps, flattening herself against the wall as the
massive transport cube passes within inches of her shoulder.
The rush of displaced air rattles the catwalk.
Elbeth takes her hand.
ELBETH
It's okay, Crina. They don't even
know you're here.
CRINA
That's what I'm afraid of!
They continue along the catwalk and stop at the door. A basic
maintenance maglock keeps the hatch snug against the frame.
Elbeth pulls her prybar from her pack. With a push and twist,
the door pops open with a quiet THUNK.
ELBETH
Here we go.
She enters with Crina close behind.
INT. STATION 27 - CONTINUOUS
Elbeth and Crina cautiously enter. Elbeth looks around both
corners to ensure no workers are around. She motions to Crina
and they step into the station.
A vast storeroom. Plastech crates are lined up along the far
wall.
To their left a door stands open. Silently and alert the go
through it.
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23 -
The Utility Corridor
INT. STATION 27 - UTILITY CORRIDOR - NIGHT
A narrow concrete artery sweating with rust.
Elbeth stands pressed to the cold wall, her fingers locked
around her pry-bar. Beside her, Crina shivers, her shoulders
hunched against a freezing draft.
The air is thick with a heavy, metallic tang of blood and
sanitizers.
CRINA
(whispering)
El... what is that smell?
ELBETH
Keep quiet.
They step over thick bundles of cables to reach a massive set
of double-insulated doors. Above the threshold, a digital
display flickers:
"SECTOR 4: PRIMARY REDUCTION"
Elbeth wedges her pry-bar into the seal and heaves. With a
sharp hiss of escaping pressure, the doors slowly slide
apart.
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24 -
The Butcher Floor of Station 27
INT. STATION 27 - BUTCHER FLOOR - CONTINUOUS
They step onto an alloy-grated catwalk suspended over a
freezing, cavernous room.
Overhead, a slow-moving conveyor track runs in loops.
Hanging upside down from heavy alloy hooks are the massive,
thick-skinned beasts they saw in the feedlots. They are split
open, silent, and entirely still.
Crina freezes, staring at a shadow passing directly over
them. A single drop of dark fluid falls through the grate,
splashing near her boot.
CRINA
(voice trembling) )
They're all dead... Is this what we
eat, El?
ELBETH
(tightly)
It's how the city survives, Crina.
Don't look. Keep moving.
Further down the line, automated cutting lasers hum to life,
slicing the carcasses with clinical precision. Mechanical
arms sweep the portioned meat into vacuum-sealers, stamping
each with a rhythmic CLACK.
A cargo maglift at the far end of the floor screeches,
preparing to raise the fresh crates.
Before they can move, heavy footsteps clatter on the catwalk
above.
WORKER #1 (O.S.)
...if those lines freeze, the whole
direct-launch system goes dead.
ELBETH
(grabbing Crina) )
Down! Under the catwalk!
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25 -
Drainage Recess Discovery
INT. STATION 27 - BUTCHER FLOOR - DRAINAGE RECESS -
CONTINUOUS
They drop into the narrow, dark cavity beneath the alloy
grating.
Drips of cold, pink runoff splash through the grates above.
Elbeth pulls Crina flat against a vibrating duralloy support
beam, shielding her sister.
Through the gaps in the floor directly above, two pairs of
insulated work boots stop.
WORKER #2
Let the lines freeze. I’m not
spending my rotation recalibrating
valves when the supervisor’s
shuttle is sitting up in Hangar 3.
WORKER #1 The automated long-range one?
WORKER #2 Yeah. Fully fueled, system check complete, routed
directly back to the Spire. The supervisor is down in the
main office. The pad is completely clear.
WORKER #1 Must be nice. A direct autopilot shot back to Ecu.
The footsteps fade as the workers walk deeper into the
processing floor.
Beneath the floor, Crina looks at Elbeth.
CRINA
A shuttle. Autopilot.
ELBETH
It's our way home. We're taking it.
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26 -
Escape to Ecumenopolis
INT. STATION 27 - HANGAR 3 - LATER
They scramble out of a forced ventilation shaft and drop to
the deck.
In the center of the quiet hangar sits the supervisor’s
shuttle. It is a sleek, compact transport, idling silently on
the launch pad.
They sprint across the open duralloy floor to the boarding
hatch.
Next to the sealed ramp, a digital panel glows. Elbeth
doesn't waste time looking for a keypad code. She jams the
flat, notched end of her pry-bar into the seam and wrenches
it sideways.
Sparks spray. The lock pops, and the ramp glides down.
ELBETH
Up! Go!
INT. UTILITY TRANSPORT - COCKPIT - CONTINUOUS
They scramble inside, and the ramp seals behind them with an
airtight hiss.
The cockpit is clean and functional. Elbeth slides into the
pilot’s seat, her eyes scanning the main console. A harness
crosses her body and cinches tight. A prompt flashes on the
screen:
INSERT SCREEN
DESTINATION: ECUMENOPOLIS - STATION AUTHORITY
AUTHORIZATION VERIFIED
INITIATE LAUNCH? [YES]
ELBETH
Crina, quick! Grab a seat!
Crina drops down into the seat next to Elbeth. The harness
secures her.
Elbeth smashes her hand onto the screen.
The engines roar to life with a deep vibration. Overhead, the
hangar roof doors slide apart, revealing the blackness of
space.
SHIP COMPUTER (V.O.)
Clearance bypassed. Launching.
Gravity slams both sisters back into their seats. The
transport launches upward, leaving Aster behind in a blur of
speed.
INT. UTILITY TRANSPORT - SPACE - LATER
Through the wide cockpit viewport, the colossal, glittering
moon-city of Ecumenopolis grows larger. Billions of lights
stretch from pole to pole.
Crina leans her head against the cool duraglass.
CRINA
We’re really going home.
Elbeth relaxes her grip on the controls, exhaling a long,
ragged breath.
ELBETH
I told you I'd get us back.
Elbeth switches the ship's comm to the Vox-Com frequency.
ELBETH (CONT'D)
Evren? Come in.
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27 -
Interrupted Reunion
INT. HOLLOW – NIGHT
Evren grabs a stolen Vox-Com.
EVREN
El?!
ELBETH (O.S.)
We made it to Aster... We found a
shuttle. We're coming home.
Evren smiles with relief.
Then—
SHIP COMPUTER (O.S.)
Guidance failure...
ELBETH (O.S.)
What?!
Static.
Transmission ends.
Evren stares at the dead Vox-Com.
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28 -
Collision Course
INT. UTILITY TRANSPORT – CONTINUOUS
The console flickers. The blue displays distort into a
chaotic jumble of red warning symbols, and a piercing alarm
blares.
The ship violently jolts, throwing Crina forward.
CRINA
Elbeth! What’s happening?!
ELBETH
(frantically hitting the
screen)
The autopilot is locking me out!
SHIP COMPUTER (V.O.)
Magnetic guidance failure.
Handshake rejected by Ecumenopolis
terminal grid.
CRINA
The guidance grid...
The ship tumbles wildly, spinning away from the glittering
moon-world. Below them, a massive, unfamiliar planet looms—a
dark, swirling sphere of purple clouds and jagged continents.
Alarms continue their deafening blare.
Elbeth grabs the control stick. She strains as she tries to
retain the course to Ecumenopolis.
SHIP COMPUTER (V.O.)
Atmospheric entry imminent. Brace.
ELBETH
Crina, hold onto my hand!
The cockpit turns a blinding orange as atmospheric friction
tears at the hull. The roar is deafening, shaking the alloy
membrane to its limits.
The canopy of giant, alien trees rushes up to meet them.
The duraglass fractures.
Darkness.
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29 -
Landing in the Unknown
EXT. CRASH SITE - EVENING
A thick column of gray smoke curls up into a lavender sky.
The warped door of the transport screeches as Elbeth pushes
it open, letting it crash into the wet, vibrant violet moss
below.
Elbeth crawls out of the smoking cabin, coughing. She
immediately turns, reaching back into the wreckage.
ELBETH
Crina! Grab my hand!
A hand reaches through the smoke. Elbeth grabs it, pulling
her sister free.
Crina collapses onto the warm, soft moss, gasping for air.
She stares in absolute awe at the towering trees and the
deep, natural silence around them.
No duralloy. No neon. No machines.
Elbeth stands slowly, taking in the towering trees. She helps
Crina to her feet.
They turn in a slow circle.
Nothing.
No buildings. No machines.
Wind blows softly through the pink-hued leaves.
Elbeth takes a breath of the fresh clean air.
ELBETH (CONT'D)
We're here.
CRINA
Where's here?
ELBETH
I have no idea.
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30 -
Frozen Hearth
EXT. ROCKY OVERHANG - NIGHT
The lavender sky has deepened into a cold, bruised plum.
Overhead, two colossal ringed planets burn like silent silver
furnaces, casting a stark, ghostly glow over the ancient
stone ledge.
A small star glows and seems to flash what seems like a
million kilometers away.
A biting wind sweeps up from the glowing blue river in the
canyon below, carrying a sharp, damp chill.
Under the shallow stone overhang, Crina sits curled into a
tight ball. She is wrapped in the single, silver thermal
blanket they salvaged from the shuttle. Her teeth chatter
rhythmically.
Elbeth kneels in front of a chaotic pile of thick, braided
purple branches.
She holds the salvaged handheld plasma cutter. Her fingers,
stiff from the cold, press the activation stud.
ZZZZT.
A pencil-thin beam of blinding blue plasma shoots from the
tip. She holds the beam directly against a thick, damp
branch.
The wood hisses.
Sweet smoke curls upward.
The glowing cut fades almost immediately to black.
Elbeth releases the stud. The blue light vanishes.
The wood smolders for three seconds, emitting a thin wisp of
sweet smoke, and then goes completely black and cold.
ELBETH
(muttering)
Come on. Catch.
She presses the stud again.
ZZZZT.
She holds the plasma beam to another spot on the wood. It
glows cherry-red, then fades to black the moment the cutter
turns off.
CRINA
(voice shaking)
Why isn't it working?
ELBETH
It's too wet. Or too dense.
CRINA
Can’t you just... leave the cutter
on?
ELBETH
The battery cell on this thing is
tiny, Crina. If I lock the trigger
open, it’ll drain in ten minutes.
Then we have nothing.
Elbeth tosses the cutter onto the dirt. She stares at the
heap of dark, indifferent wood in frustration. She grips her
alloy pry-bar.
CRINA
Maybe we need to prime it. Like the
chem heaters at home. You have to
shake them to mix the chemicals.
ELBETH
This isn't synthetic gel, Crina.
It's raw wood.
CRINA
So how does it work?
Elbeth looks at the pile. She has spent her entire life in a
world of alloy, duraglass, and synthetic heat. In the
Hollows, if you were cold, you clicked the rusted alloy
casing of a chemical heater and watched the liquid inside
turn cloudy and warm.
Fire was something from the ancient history tapes—the burning
oil fields of Aster two thousand years ago. A destructive
force. A myth.
ELBETH
I don't know.
She pulls her knees to her chest, her tough posture finally
cracking under the weight of the dropping temperature.
ELBETH (CONT'D)
Fire isn't something people make.
Crina pulls the thin thermal blanket tighter around her
shoulders, shivering so hard her bones seem to rattle.
CRINA
I want to go back to the ship. Even
if the batteries packs split. At
least it was warm inside.
ELBETH
No. The fumes would kill us in our
sleep. We stay here.
Elbeth crawls over to Crina, sliding under the edge of the
silver thermal blanket. She wraps her arms around her sister,
pulling her close to share their body heat.
Even through the blanket, Crina feels like ice.
In the valley below, a low, rumbling hum echoes. A large
animal calling out into the dark.
Crina tenses, burying her face into Elbeth’s shoulder.
CRINA
(whispering)
I'm so cold, El.
Elbeth looks down at the dead pile of purple wood, then out
at the silver-lit canyon. Her hand tightly grips her alloy
pry-bar.
ELBETH
I know. Hold onto me. We just have
to make it to light.
FADE OUT.
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The Bulletin
INT. ECUMENOPOLIS MARKET - DAY
The market is flooded with people doing their weekly
shopping. Evren walks with a slight limp. He is jostled as he
makes his way to the dispensary. His hands are ready to make
a grab at the needed medicine.
In the crowd, Trist and Bren weave through the mass of
people, ready to set up the required distraction for Evren.
Overhead, a large VID-CAST displays the prices for supplies
at the Upper Spire.
Suddenly the display is taken over by a NEWS BULLETIN.
INSERT DISPLAY
"BULLETIN"
VID-CAST
Bulletin. ...Authorities continue
to investigate the theft of a
supervisor transport from
Agricultural Station 27...
Evren looks up.
People around don't react. The sounds of the market grow
quieter as Evren focuses on the screen.
The report continues:
VID-CAST (CONT'D)
...The transport experienced
catastrophic guidance failure
shortly after departure. Telemetry
was lost during atmospheric
descent. Recovery operations have
been deemed impossible. Occupants
are presumed deceased...
Evren just stands there. Looking at the screen. Trist and
Bren approach and stand at his sides.
The Vid-Cast resumes. Scenes from the Upper Spire
They turn and disappear into the crowd.
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32 -
Reconnaissance on the Hillside
EXT. HILLSIDE - DAY
A pair of maroon-hided animals stand side by side. Powerful
hind legs. Long necks. A braided blue leather rope hangs
around each neck. They bend, grazing on the dull orange
grass.
Nearby two SCOUTS are at the peak of the hill, overlooking
the valley below. They each wear similar blue leather pants
and carefully woven tunics in bright colors.
Vale (17) sits on his haunches. CORIN (20) in on one knee. He
holds a tapered wooden tube to his eye, looking at the valley
below.
INSERT TELESCOPE VIEW
Through the circular lens. The broken spacecraft. Elbeth and
Crina are sorting through the rubble looking for anything
that might be of use.
BACK TO SCENE
Corin lowers the telescope. He nods to Vale. They stand and
mount the maroon animals, and ride down the far side of the
hill.
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33 -
Scavenging the Wreckage
EXT. CRASH SITE - DAY
Elbeth and Crina rummage through the crumbled transport,
looking for anything of use. They are dirty with blue earth,
and rumpled from their cold night.
Crina holds up an alloy box with several knobs attached.
CRINA
This looks like it might still
work.
ELBETH
What is it?
CRINA
I don't know.
ELBETH
Then leave it. We only take what we
can use.
Crina tosses it aside. She resumes her search.
Elbeth pulls up an alloy med-kit from the wreckage.
ELBETH (CONT'D)
Now this could be useful.
She drops it into a heavy duraweave bag.
CRINA
El. Catch.
She tosses a plastech storage container. Cracked but still
intact.
Elbeth opens it. She reaches in and pulls out a handful of
protein blocks.
ELBETH
Food!
She pulls Crina into a hug.
ELBETH (CONT'D)
Great job, Crina.
Crina smiles from the praise.
She pauses.
CRINA
I think that's all we're gonna get.
ELBETH
Most of it's ruined.
She cinches the bag closed.
CRINA
What now?
Elbeth takes a last look at the twisted wreckage. She
shoulders the heavy duraweave bag.
ELBETH
We walk.
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34 -
Escape from the Wolf Pack
EXT. VALLEY - LATER
Elbeth and Crina trudge through the rolling hills of orange
grass. The heavy duraweave bag sags against Elbeth’s
shoulder.
A hundred yards away, a herd of sleek, quadrupedal creatures
breaks through a thicket of purple trees. They are a vibrant,
translucent blue, with powerful hind legs like kangaroos and
the elegant, bounding gait of deer.
Crina stops, mesmerized, watching them leap effortlessly over
the terrain.
CRINA
Look at them, El... They’re
beautiful.
Elbeth looks around the valley. At the dense thicket of
trees.
ELBETH
They're fast. Which means whatever
hunts them is faster. Keep moving.
Suddenly, the blue herd bolts, scattering in a blind panic.
The wind drops. The natural sounds of the valley go
completely dead.
From the tall orange grass, a low, collective GROWL vibrates
through the air.
Elbeth freezes.
A few yards away, the grass parts. A pack animal slips into
the open. It is built low to the ground with six lean,
muscular legs and a sleek, slate-grey hide. Its longmuzzle
twitches, scenting the air.
Then another emerges from the left. Then two more behind
them. A pack. They move with coordinated, tactical precision,
circling the sisters to cut off any escape.
Elbeth steps in front of Crina, raising her alloy pry-bar.
Her hands are shaking.
ELBETH (CONT'D)
Crina. Back away. Slowly.
The alpha of the pack lowers its head, lips peeling back to
reveal rows of sharp, shearing teeth. It gives a sharp,
barking yip—the signal.
The pack closes the circle. The alpha lunges forward with
sudden, terrifying speed.
ELBETH (CONT'D)
Crina!
With a desperate surge of adrenaline, Elbeth dives sideways,
tackling Crina to the red dirt in the absolute nick of time.
The wolf-creature’s jaws snap shut on empty air where Crina
stood a millisecond before.
The sisters crash hard into the earth, rolling into a shallow
ditch. Elbeth curls her body over Crina, shielding her head,
eyes closed tight, braced for the pack to descend and tear
them apart.
They lie there, waiting for the attack.
Instead—the sharp, metallic CRACK of a slingshot echoes,
followed instantly by the THWIP of a bowstring.
The alpha lets out a sharp, pained YELP. Another beast whines
as a projectile strikes the dirt right in front of its paws.
A fierce, authoritative shout cuts through the valley.
Hearing the danger, the pack breaks formation. They scatter,
their six legs eating up the terrain as they retreat into the
deep shadows of the rocky hills.
Silence returns to the valley.
Slowly, Elbeth opens her eyes and pushes herself up from the
blue dirt.
A low, rhythmic thumping fills the air.
Over the crest of the hill, the Corin and Vale charge down on
their massive, maroon-hided steeds.
They ride with effortless, fluid grace. Vale holds a stout
wooden recurve bow, already notching a fresh arrow. Corin
wields a heavy leather slingshot, slowing its rapid,
defensive circle above his head.
They bring their powerful mounts to a sudden, kicking halt
right in front of the sisters, peering down at them from
their perches.
The sisters stare up at them, words lost.
A beat.
Elbeth takes a brave step forward. She puts her hand on her
chest and makes a small bow
ELBETH (CONT'D)
Thank you.
Silence.
Elbeth motions toward the sky.
ELBETH (CONT'D)
We come far...
Corin smiles.
CORIN
Not that far.
Elbeth freezes.
CORIN (CONT'D)
We saw your wreck just past the
hills.
ELBETH
(surprised)
You talk!
VALE
We talk. We walk. We dance.
He winks at Crina
VALE (CONT'D)
We tease.
A low steady GROWL rumbles from the thicket.
CORIN
I think we should be leaving.
He reaches down to Elbeth. She shoots a worried look towards
the thicket.
She reaches out to him. With a heave, he pulls her onto his
mount. Vale does the same with Crina.
CORIN (CONT'D)
I think we have a lot to talk
about.
They nudge their mounts into a gallop. Elbeth instinctively
wraps her arms around Corin's waist as they race into the
rolling hills.
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35 -
Escape Across the Hillside
EXT. VALLEY - HILLSIDE - LATER
The wind slaps against Elbeth’s face, leaving only the
thunderous rhythm of heavy hooves. She keeps her eyes
squeezed half-shut, her hands buried tightly in the fabric of
Corin's tunic just to stay balanced.
Behind them, the orange hills blur into a warm streak of
color.
Gradually, the frantic pace begins to slacken. The heavy
thrumming of the creatures transitions from a wild gallop
down to a steady, rhythmic trot.
The roar of the wind drops to a gentle breeze.
Elbeth blinks, wiping the blue dust from her eyes, and looks
ahead.
As the mounts pass the outer boundary of the settlement,
Corin finally relaxes his posture, looking back over his
shoulder at Elbeth with a reassuring smile.
CORIN
Safe from the rusks.
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36 -
A Town's Welcome
EXT. TOWN SQUARE - CONTINUOUS
The mounts come to a full stop.
Around them is a quaint town with a packed down dirt road
through the center. A large pavillion sits in the center of
the square.
Lining both sides of the road lays a long boardwalk in front
of many small well kept shops, crafted of purple wood and
glass.
Each shop has a sign in front:
"Blacksmith"
"Glassworks"
"Bakery"
"Butcher"
Further off the main road are small neighborhoods with
residential buildings, never more than two stories high.
Small fires smoke peacefully from stone chimneys.
Pink and purple trees line the side streets.
People weave through the dirt pathways, carrying woven
baskets and tending to small garden plots. Children run and
play across the square.
On one corner, three men are playing musical instruments for
a small gathering of townspeople.
Corin reaches back and helps Elbeth to the ground. Vale
dismounts and lifts Crina off the animal.
He has a woven bag tied to his belt. He slings the bow over
his shoulder.
The townspeople stop and look with amazement at the
strangers. Elbeth glances uncomfortably around the square.
ELBETH
You said we need to talk...
CORIN
That can wait. First we need to get
you some food.
Crina's hands flutter to her stomach as it growls with
hunger.
CORIN (CONT'D)
Come.
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37 -
A Shared Meal, A Shared Past
EXT. CAFE - DAY
He leads them to a small cafe with outdoor seating he beckons
them to sit at a small wooden table. Vale approaches the
PROPRIETOR. He unties the bag and hands it to him.
VALE
Please. Meals for our new friends.
The Proprietor studies the dusty strangers with open
curiosity. He looks in the bag and brightens.
PROPRIETOR
Four takas?
Vale nods
VALE
Will that do?
PROPRIETOR
Yes... of course...
He hurries off.
Vale joins the girls and Corin at the table.
CORIN
First things. I am Corin. My young
friend here is Vale.
ELBETH
Elbeth.
She motions to her sister.
ELBETH (CONT'D)
And Crina.
VALE
A pleasure.
ELBETH
So how do you speak our language...
or are we speaking yours?
VALE
I believe both are the same.
The proprietor arrives with a large metal pot, steaming hot
and emitting a wonderful aroma of herbs and roasted
vegetables. He sets it in the middle of the table. He
produces four earthenware bowls and sets them down. He adds a
platter of fresh rolls.
CORIN
All this?
PROPRIETOR
For four takas? All this and more.
CORIN
Thank you.
The proprietor nods and hurries away.
Elbeth hesitates. She looks at Corin. He is spooning a thick
ochre stew into the bowls. He places one in front of each
girl.
CORIN (CONT'D)
Eat.
The girls take a tentative spoonful of the rich stew. Crina's
eyes go wide. Elbeth's close for a brief moment.
Crina starts to eat faster, as if she hasn't eaten for days.
She tears a roll in half and sops up the steaming broth.
Vale chuckles and starts to eat his own stew.
Corin turns back to the girls
CORIN (CONT'D)
We don't see many strangers here.
So why don't we start with where
you have come from.
Elbeth looks up from her bowl.
ELBETH
We come from a large city... a
moon... called Ecumenopolis.
Corin and Vale listen.
ELBETH (CONT'D)
We left by accident and ended up on
a nearby planet... Aster.
The Scouts exchange a look.
VALE
Aster still exists?
Elbeth looks surprised for moment that he knows of Aster.
ELBETH
Yes. It is farmland. It provides
Ecu with food, energy...
CORIN
And your city... Ecu?
ELBETH
Yes.
CORIN
It was founded by refugees from
Aster millennia ago?
ELBETH
That sounds right.
VALE
Then they found it after all.
Crina stops eating.
CRINA
What do you mean? Who did?
VALE
Our community here was also founded
by these refugees.
ELBETH
And this place... your planet. What
do you call it?
CORIN
We simply call it "Home"
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38 -
The Wrecked Transport
EXT. HOME - PLAINS - LATER
Light blue dirt stretches out for kilometers. In the
distance, a purple forest erupts from the ground and
stretches across the horizon.
Corin and Elbeth sit atop the vel. Vale and Crina are
trotting alongside on Vale's vel. They are moving at a slow,
even pace, the ride smooth over the rugged terrain.
Elbeth lightly grips Corin's tunic, her head on a swivel as
she views the landscape.
ELBETH
What is this you're going to show
us?
CORIN
Patience...
Suddenly he lifts his hand in the air. The vels come to a
stop.
A small thicket of pink scrub lies before them. It rustles
from within.
Suddenly-
A group of small birds with multi-colored plumage burst out
of the thicket. So fast the eye can barely track them as they
weave in a wide cluster towards the riders.
Vale reaches for his bow then stops. Crina behind him will
limit his reaction time.
One bird brakes to a sudden stop in front of them. Its head
bobs back and forth on a short neck as it assesses the
threat.
Then quickly it runs, kicking up a small plume of blue dust.
It disappears into the low scrub behind them.
CORIN (CONT'D)
Takas. The fastest bird on Home.
VALE
But the sweetest taste.
Corin nudges his vel forward.
CORIN
Come on. We're almost there.
EXT. HOME - FOREST CLEARING - LATER
Towering, plum colored trees extend into the deep blue sky.
At the center rests the skeletal hull of a massive transport
ship.
They dismount the vels. Corin and Vale guide the girls closer
to the remains of the ships. They sit on the trunk of a
fallen tree that lies overtop of the metal structures.
CORIN
Our forefamilies arrived on Home
from Aster on these ships.
Elbeth closes her eyes.
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39 -
The Settlement of Home
INT. DREAMSPACE
CORIN (V.O.)
Aster was overpopulated. Resources
were scarce.
Cities stretch out for kilometers in all directions. Smoke
rises from demolished buildings.
CORIN (V.O.) (CONT'D)
A united government was formed.
A boardroom. Government officials circle an enormous oval
table.
CORIN (V.O.) (CONT'D)
Landing parties were sent out to
find a new home for the people of
Aster.
An enormous ship cruises out of the Aster atmosphere.
CORIN (V.O.) (CONT'D)
Each party had scientists, doctors,
engineers. Our forefamilies landed
here.
The ship settles on thrusters onto a loose blue soiled
clearing. A 6-wheeled ground transport emerges from the belly
of the ship.
CORIN (V.O.) (CONT'D)
They found a clean environment.
Abundant food. And no people.
Cursoria run across a low grassland. Their translucent blue
bodies flicker in the sunlight.
CORIN (V.O.) (CONT'D)
The party decided to stay. To avoid
the technological ruin that Aster
had become.
A large group of explores circle around a series of large
bonfires.
CORIN (V.O.) (CONT'D)
They contacted the crews of other
nearby parties. Four ships found
their way.
Another ship lowers to the blue earth on thrusters.
CORIN (V.O.) (CONT'D)
500 travellers settled on Home.
BACK TO SCENE
Elbeth opens her eyes.
CORIN
There are four settlements here,
originating from each of the four
ships. Ours is called North.
VALE
We don't trade much. Each
settlement has what it needs.
CORIN
All are welcome in each town.
VALE
Each solstice we all get together
to celebrate Home.
CORIN
Nearly 50,000 people... together.
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40 -
Harvest of Verds
EXT. HOME - PLAINS - LATER
The vels trot across the orange scrubland and approach a
small plot of fruit trees. They dismount and walk through the
plot.
The girls stare in wonder at the bright green fruits that
hang high up in the trees.
Corin pulls a woven bag from his tunic while Vale approaches
a tree and looks up into the purple branches. He tentatively
gives it a shake. The branches rustle with the movement.
He nods and quickly scales the tree to the lower branches.
With his bow, he sweeps the branches and the fruits fall to
the ground below.
Corin begins picking up fruits and putting them into the bag.
Vale drops to the ground with a THUNK at the base of the
tree.
With the bag full, Corin puts a fruit in his mouth and tosses
one to Elbeth and then Crina.
They take a cautious bite.
Sweetness floods their mouths.
Crina's eyes go wide. Green juice runs down her chin. She
laughs despite herself.
Corin smiles
CORIN
Verds.
VALE
Wait til you try them in a pie.
He pulls out a bag and collects the remaining fruits. None go
to waste. He hands the bag to Crina.
They mount up and ride towards the blue rise heading to North
as the sun begins to set.
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41 -
The Verd-Stained Visitor
EXT. HOME - VALLEY - LATER
The rise gives way to the cozy sight of North. Small well-
kept houses line a narrow dirt road. Smoke rises from stone
chimneys as light shines through windows. Trees sit along the
boardwalk that fronts the houses.
The vels walk slowly and patiently down the road.
Crina holds the bag of verds, her fingers and face are
stained a light green.
Corin brings his vel to a halt in front of a wood and stone
cottage.
He dismounts and helps Elbeth off the mount. He motions to
Crina. She energetically dismounts.
VALE
I'll take the bag...
He smiles
VALE (CONT'D)
If there's any left
Crina sheepishly hands the half empty bag to Vale.
CORIN
Vale, stay with the vels?
Vale nods.
Corin leads the girls to the door of the house. He knocks.
A woman, TALIA (50s) opens the door.
TALIA
Corin! Good to see you. What brings
you by?
CORIN
We have some visitors. They come
from Aster.
Talia starts, surprised.
TALIA
From... Aster?
Corin nods.
CORIN
Would you have space for them for
the night? Maybe longer?
TALIA
I do. Since Tesa and Jena went to
West, I would be happy for the
company.
Corin holds the bag of fruit out to Talia.
She takes the bag and looks at Crina. Amused.
TALIA (CONT'D)
Verds?
Crina sheepishly wipes her chin and looks down, embarrassed.
TALIA (CONT'D)
I'll take good care of them, Corin.
Come in girls.
Elbeth and Crina exchange a cautious look...
...then step inside.
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42 -
A Room Frozen in Time
INT. TALIA'S COTTAGE - BEDROOM - CONTINUOUS
Talia leads them down a short, wood-paneled hallway and
pushes open a modest timber door.
Inside, a large wooden bed frame sits under a window that
looks out toward the purple forest on the horizon. The room
is immaculate, but frozen in time—handmade quilts are neatly
folded, and a few carved wooden trinkets sit on a dresser.
TALIA
It’s a bit dusty, I'm afraid. My
girls, Tesa and Jena, haven't slept
here since they packed up for the
West settlement a dozen solstices
ago.
Elbeth steps into the room first, her boots tapping softly on
the braided rug. She immediately checks the window, ensuring
it latches, before turning back to inspect the space.
Crina walks straight to the bed, testing the mattress with
her hand. It gives way with a soft, forgiving hiss of down
feathers.
TALIA (CONT'D)
There's fresh water in the pitcher.
The relief room is down the hall.
The plumbing is old and rattles a
bit.
She smiles at Crina.
TALIA (CONT'D)
You are welcome to clean up.
Talia steps out, closing the door quietly behind her.
The sisters are left in the silence of the room. Crina
immediately drops onto the edge of the mattress, sinking into
the soft bedding. She looks up at Elbeth, her face still
smudged with a faint streak of green verd juice.
CRINA
It doesn't smell like grease here.
Or recycled air.
ELBETH
It's just... nice.
She rubs the mattress, feeling the soft texture
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43 -
A Quiet Acceptance
INT. BEDROOM - LATER
Elbeth and Crina lay together on the bed. They wear simple
woven shifts that had belonged to Talia's daughters.
Their own clothes hang damp on a clothesline on the other
side of the room.
Crina's face is still pink from scrubbing. Her hair is damp.
Elbeth is clean, her hair tied back at the base of her neck.
CRINA
This place... Home... is beautiful.
Elbeth nods.
ELBETH
I never could imagine a place like
this.
Crina sits in silence staring at the ceiling.
CRINA
What about the others... on Ecu...
ELBETH
They know how to survive.
CRINA
I miss them.
ELBETH
Me, too.
CRINA
Can we ever get back?
ELBETH
They don't have technology here. No
ships.
She thinks for a moment.
ELBETH (CONT'D)
I don't think we can
Crina continues to stare at the ceiling.
CRINA
Maybe... that's ok.
Elbeth takes her hand. They lay back on the bed.
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44 -
Final Preparations
EXT. UPPER SPIRE – LEVEL 200 – NIGHT
Nici stands on the same overlook Elbeth and Crina had sat
before. She looks out over the glowing city of Ecumenopolis.
She looks up through the smog at Aster, barely visible
through the atmoshield
A small sigh.
Nici walks over and enters the maglift.
INT. HOLLOWS - NIGHT
The group is present, working on individual tasks. Preparing.
Oren and Amra are sorting out food. A few fruits and
vegetables and a good supply of protein packs.
Cyra and Bren sort through battery packs, looking for one
with a suitable charge.
Lior is at the chemical heater, replacing a chempack.
Neri and Trist collect synthetic sacks, folding them for easy
carrying.
Nici walks in through the doubled up tarp.
Evren meets her.
EVREN
You ready?
Nici nods.
NICI
Always.
Evren hands her an alloy pry-bar. She slips it into her belt.
Neri and Trist join them as they slide through the tarp
covered doorway.
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45 -
The Rusk on the Hillside
INT. BEDROOM - DAY
Elbeth and Crina lie in bed. Daylight streams in through the
window illuminating their sleeping forms. They are having the
best sleep they've had in a long time.
Suddenly, from outside-
A SCREAM.
MAREN (O.S.)
Help! Please help!
Elbeth and Crina shoot up in bed. Elbeth leaps out of the
bed, opens the door and runs down the hall.
EXT. NORTH ROAD - CONTINUOUS
Elbeth rushes from Talia's house. A woman, MAREN (30), stands
in the road. She turns in circles.
MAREN
Arin! Arin!
Corin runs to her side.
CORIN
Maren, what happened?
MAREN
Arin! She went out to pick
vegetables. She's gone
CORIN
Where?
Maren points down the dusty road between houses. He sees
small footprints in the light blue dust.
Elbeth runs up to him. She still wears only the shift -
barefoot.
ELBETH
I'm coming, too.
Corin nods. He begins following the footprints with Elbeth
close behind.
In the distance a single GROWL. Then ROAR.
They crest the hill. At the top, a young girl, ARIN (7)
stands with her back against a tree. A small bouquet of
wildflowers in her hand falls from her grip.
In front of her, a rusk, separated from its pack stands. It
is leaning forward on its two forelegs. Rows of sharp teeth,
dripping with saliva edge closer to the girl.
Still in a run, Corin looses a stone from his slingshot.
THWAK. The rusk yelps and spins around, jaws snapping in the
projectile's direction. Corin holds the rusk's attention,
another stone already seated in the sling.
Elbeth races to the tree, bare feet pounding on the dusty
ground. She grabs Arin and carries her away from the rusk.
The rusk turns back, alert to the movement. It crouches back
on its four hind legs, ready to spring at its prey.
A YELP. The rusk staggers to the side. An arrow protrudes
from its shoulder.
Vale's vel is galloping across the ridge. Crina holds onto to
his tunic. She holds the braided rope of Corin's vel as it
gallops along behind.
Vale has another arrow notched. He lets fly at the writhing
rusk.
Direct hit. In the neck. The rusk falls to the side with a
muted yelp. It stops moving
Vale pulls to a stop alongside Corin.
VALE
Thought you could use some help.
CORIN
Thank you.
Elbeth circles around from behind the tree. She holds the
sobbing Arin in her arms. The girl buries her face in
Elbeth's shoulder.
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46 -
A Mother's Gratitude
EXT. NORTH ROAD - LATER
A crowd of anxious townspeople has gathered on the dirt path.
At the front stands Maren, her eyes red, wringing her hands
in absolute terror.
Vale rides in first, Crina behind him on the vel. Corin
follows close behind on the second vel, Elbeth riding behind
him with Arin held safely in her arms.
Arin's small arms are locked tightly around Elbeth’s neck,
her face hidden in the woven fabric of the borrowed shift.
Maren lets out a sharp, choked gasp.
MAREN
Arin!
Hearing her mother’s voice, the little girl finally unlocks
her grip. Elbeth swings down from the vel and gently lowers
Arin to the ground. Arin sprints forward, throwing herself
into Maren’s arms.
Maren drops to her knees, burying her face in her daughter’s
hair, weeping openly. She checks the girl’s arms, her face,
her hands—looking for wounds.
MAREN (CONT'D)
Are you hurt?
Arin sniffles, shaking her head.
ARIN
No. This girl... she grabbed me.
She carried me away.
Maren looks up past her daughter. Her eyes find Elbeth, who
stands barefoot in the dirt, looking uncharacteristically
exposed in the simple shift, yet still holding herself with
rigid, protective alertness.
Maren stands, keeping one hand firmly on Arin’s shoulder. She
steps toward Elbeth. For a second, Elbeth tenses, her
survival instincts bracing for conflict.
Instead, Maren takes Elbeth’s hands in her own. Her voice
trembles with immense gratitude.
MAREN
Thank you. Thank you for saving my
baby.
Elbeth looks down at their joined hands. She doesn't know how
to respond. She swallows hard, her tough exterior cracking
just a fraction.
ELBETH
She was so brave.
Talia steps out from the crowd, carrying a pair of soft
leather boots and a heavy woven wrap. She gently places her
hand on Elbeth's shoulder, smiling warmly at Maren.
TALIA
Let’s get these two back inside. We
have a Solstice to prepare for, and
our guests need to dress for the
festival.
Maren nods, wiping her tears, giving Elbeth one last grateful
squeeze before leading Arin back toward their home. The
gathered crowd murmurs in quiet respect, parting ways as
Elbeth, Crina, and Corin follow Talia back to the cottage.
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47 -
Clinging to Hope
EXT. UPPER SPIRE - LEVEL 200 - DAY
Nici sits on the overlook. The city below is a wave of
activity. Transit units whish by with passenger going to
various destinations.
Behind her, the maglift doors open. Nici doesn't move at the
sound. Trist exits the lift and walks across the lobby toward
Nici.
TRIST
I thought I'd find you here.
Nici doesn't turn.
NICI
Elbeth and Crina used to watch the
city from here.
A beat.
NICI (CONT'D)
I never understood it.
It's just the city.
Trist studies the back of her head.
TRIST
Evren wants all back at the Hollow.
Nici bows her head.
NICI
I don't think they're dead.
TRIST
(surprised)
Elbeth and Crina?
NICI
They can't be.
TRIST
Nici, I know that you hope...
NICI
Not hope. I know... I feel.
Silence.
TRIST
You really believe that?
NICI
Yes.
TRIST
Then we'll keep looking.
Nici stands. She brushes herself off.
NICI
Thanks, Trist.
Now let's see what Evren has
planned.
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48 -
The Rescue Mission
INT. THE HOLLOWS - SECTOR 12 – DAY
A constant hum vibrates through the synthcrete floor. The
room is dimly lit by a single, flickering chemical heater
that casts long, shaky shadows across the rusted alloy
lockers.
Amra sits on a stack of industrial crates, adjusting a
makeshift pressure bandage on Oren’s leg. Oren winces, his
face pale. Lior stands apart from the rest, his back pressed
against a structural support beam, arms tightly crossed.
The heavy tarp door rustles as it parts.
Evren and Bren look up instantly as Trist and Nici step into
the room. The silence is heavy. The hollows family continues
to mourn.
EVREN
(sharp)
Where were you?
Trist looks at Nici.
TRIST
200. Nici doesn't believe El and
Crina are gone.
A beat.
TRIST (CONT'D)
I believe her.
EVREN
Nici...
NICI
Wait, Evren. Here's what we know.
They were on a ship coming back
from Aster.
Their guidance system failed.
EVREN
And they were lost...
NICI
The vidcast said that they lost
CONTACT. During descent.
A beat.
NICI (CONT'D)
ATMOSPHERIC descent.
Evren freezes as absorbs what she is saying. Not crash. Not
destroyed. Descent.
BREN
If there's an atmosphere.
NERI
There must be something it
surrounds.
CYRA
They might still be... alive?
LIOR
Or they might not. They may have
been burned... crushed...
Anything.
OREN
Or they may not.
Silence.
EVREN
The ship they were in... was a
Station 27 ship, right?
Nici thinks for a moment.
NICI
I think so...
Yes, Station 27 was labeled on the
crate.
EVREN
Then we go. Who is willing to go to
Aster.
Nici immediately steps forward. Followed closely by Trist...
then Bren. Neri and Cyra hesitate just a moment, then step
forward.
CYRA
Us, too.
Oren begins to cough. Amra helps his sit forward.
AMRA
I'm afraid Oren and I can't make
the trip.
OREN
It's prob'ly time I went to the
Medlink anyway. Amra?
Amra nods.
LIOR
Somebody has to keep the Hollow.
It'll be ready... if you come back.
Amra steps forward. She pulls Nici into a tight hug.
AMRA
You youngsters be careful.
One by one they hug Amra and wave goodbye as they exit
through the tarp.
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49 -
Midnight Extraction
EXT. UPPER SPIRE DOCK - NIGHT
Six shadowy figures move between the crates. Before them is a
large transport ship. Above the open loading door is a
scrolling sign.
INSERT SIGN
"Station 27 - Distribution"
Mechanical arms are loading empty alloy drums and plastech
crates into the cargo hold.
EVREN
(whisper)
Now!
They scurry into the cargo hold amidst the crates and drums.
INT. CARGO HOLD - CONTINUOUS
A SIREN echoes through the shipping dock.
SHIP COMPUTER (V.O.)
Sealing bulkhead doors. Five
seconds to ignition.
CLANG. The bulkhead doors slam closed. THUNK. THUNK. THUNK.
maglocks seal the door closed.
Darkness.
Mag-thrusters WHINE as they power up.
EVREN
Everybody hold on!
The hull vibrates. Cargo shifts. Everyone braces.
Crushing acceleration.
EXT. ECUMENOPOLIS - CONTINUOUS
The transport rises on mag-thrusters, then rockets out of the
Shipping doors. Heading for Aster.
Ecumenopolis sits in space. Thousands of lights radiate from
all around the moon. Transit lines operate, circling the
city.
The transport disappears into the darkness.
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50 -
The Great Central Valley Gathering
EXT. CENTRAL VALLEY - DAY
An expansive WIDE SHOT.
Thousands of wooden, low-profile wagons pulled by steady,
maroon-hided vels converge from the rolling orange hills from
all four directions onto a massive, emerald-green valley
floor. Dust plumes catch the afternoon light as families wave
to one another across the plains, their laughter echoing over
the thrum of thousands of hooves.
At the heart of the valley sits the Central Pavilion.
It is an immense, open-air structural marvel where ancient,
iridescent metal columns from the original colony ships rise
hundreds of feet into the air, seamlessly intertwined with
giant, living purple trees. The architecture expands outward
like a sprawling fairground, comfortably hosting a sea of
nearly 50,000 people.
Colorful fabric banners—representing North, South, East, and
West—flutter gently in the warm, pleasant breeze. Handcrafted
booths line the wide boardwalks, overflowing with free food,
intricately blown glass, and woven textiles.
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51 -
The Festival Gift
EXT. CENTRAL PAVILION - MAIN CONCOURSE - DUSK
Elbeth and Crina walk down the boardwalk, flanked by Corin
and Vale.
The sisters wear vibrant, detailed festival dresses that once
belonged to Talia's daughters, Tesa and Jena. Elbeth’s dress
is a structured, deep teal wrap; Crina’s is a soft, flowing
cream embroidered with violet thread. Both girls look
stunning, though they hold themselves with a slight,
unaccustomed stiffness.
Crina's eyes dart wildly from a booth handing out roasted
grains to a group of children chasing glowing lanterns. The
sheer, roaring scale of the crowd is dizzying.
CRINA
El... it’s even bigger than the
Level 200 markets.
Elbeth looks around as the massive crowd presses past. Her
shoulders are tight. Her eyes scan the sea of strangers.
ELBETH
It's so loud. So open.
Vale catches Crina’s wide-eyed astonishment and grins,
stepping between her and the crowd.
VALE
Hey. Come with me. I want to show
you something.
Before Elbeth can object, Vale playfully pulls Crina away by
the hand, disappearing into a dense crowd surrounding the
North baking booths.
Elbeth takes a step to follow, but Corin gently places a hand
near her arm, anchoring her.
CORIN
Let her go, Elbeth. She’s safe
here.
Elbeth relaxes slightly, but her eyes remain hyper-vigilant.
Suddenly, a flash of movement catches her attention. A young
BOY (9), ragged and swift, darts past a nearby textile booth.
His hand slips into an older MAN'S woven shoulder bag,
sliding out a beautifully carved wooden trinket.
The boy runs away, past Elbeth and Corin.
Elbeth lunges forward. Her arm shoots out, scooping the boy
around the waist. She stands him in front of her, hands on
his shoulders to keep him from running..
The boy freezes, gasping, looking up at her with wide,
terrified eyes.
BOY
Let go! Please!
She stares at his face, expecting to see desperation, pain,
or malice. Instead, she just sees a scared kid.
Corin steps up beside her, looking at the wooden trinket in
his hand. He places a gentle hand over Elbeth's fingers.
CORIN
Elbeth. Look around.
Elbeth blinks, looking up. Several people are watching the
scene. The victim steps forward.
MAN
Child... if you wanted the carving,
you only had to ask. There is
enough for everyone.
The boy slowly and shyly returns the trinket to the man. He
looks at the figurine, admiring the craftsmanship.
MAN (CONT'D)
It is beautiful. There are many
more over there.
He motions vaguely towards a booth.
MAN (CONT'D)
Why don't you take this one. I can
find another.
Elbeth releases the boy's shoulders. He steps forward and
timidly takes the figure from the smiling man.
He looks at it from all angles. Then at the man.
BOY
(quietly)
I'm sorry. Thank you.
He runs off into the crowd
Elbeth stands frozen, staring after the boy. She looks over
at the man.
ELBETH
But why did you...
MAN
It's not a matter of need. He did
not need the figure... and nor did
I.
A beat.
MAN (CONT'D)
But it was beautiful, was it not?
Sometimes that may be what matters.
The man smiles and pats Elbeth on the arm. He walks back
toward the wood carving booth he had been at not so long ago.
Elbeth watches as he makes his way through the crowd. Her
mouth is slightly open in astonishment.
ELBETH
He... he just gave it to him.
CORIN
Things may be a little different
here..
He offers his hand to her, a warm, inviting smile breaking
across his face.
From the center of the pavilion, a wall of sound erupts as
acoustic string musicians from all four cities take the main
stage together, launching into a driving, joyous rhythm.
Talia approaches from the crowd.
TALIA
Elbeth! Are you and Crina enjoying
yourselves?
Elbeth turns. Talia approaches. She glows like a sun.
ELBETH
Oh, Talia. It is a lot to take in!
Talia taker Elbeth by the elbow.
TALIA
Elbeth, come meet my girls.
Behind Talia are two young ladies who bear a striking
resemblance to each other and to Talia.
TALIA (CONT'D)
This is Tesa, and this is Jena.
TESA (30) steps forward, holding the hand of a five-year-old
boy. Her lifemate stands close beside her.
TESA
You look absolutely beautiful in
that teal, Elbeth.
She lifts the boy's hand.
TESA (CONT'D)
This is Ash.
He buries his face in her mother's dress.
JENA (27) stands with her own lifemate. She holds a toddler
on her hip.
JENA
It's wonderful to meet you Elbeth!
This is my lovely Celi.
The toddler looks at Elbeth with wide eyes.
ELBETH
I am so pleased to meet you all!
Suddenly a small form darts from the crowd and wraps it arms
around Elbeth.
ARIN
Elbeth!
Elbeth turns and Arin releases her. Elbeth hunkers down and
looks at Arin's green stained face.
ELBETH
I see you found the verds, too.
Arin grins
Maren emerges from the crowd. She spots Arin and ELbeth.
She runs over and throws her arms around Elbeth in an almost
bone crushing hug.
MAREN
You look stunning, Elbeth.
A beat.
MAREN (CONT'D)
Arin has done nothing but talk
about you since we left North.
Corin steps over. He bows slightly and extends his hand to
Arin.
CORIN
Would the young lady like to dance?
Arin giggles and takes his hand. They walk towards the
dancing area. Corin reaches down and picks Arin up. He swings
her in circles. The other dancers move out of the way
laughing.
A man, KALEN (30s) approaches. He puts his arm around Maren.
KALEN
The famous Elbeth!
A beat.
KALEN (CONT'D)
We owe you...
He looks at Arin dancing with Corin.
KALEN (CONT'D)
...everything.
Elbeth flushes slightly. She has no idea what to say.
Maren hugs Tesa and Jena. She gives Celi a tickle. Celi
squirms in her mother's arms, giggling.
MAREN
They are getting so big!
The music subsides, then quickly transforms into another
number. Corin returns, holding Arin by the hand. She jumps up
and down in joy and excitement.
Arin lets go of Corin's hand. She runs behind and pushes
Elbeth from behind.
ARIN
Elbeth's turn!
Corin looks at Elbeth with a small smile.
CORIN
Best we follow orders.
Elbeth turns away, blushing furiously.
ELBETH
I don't know how...
CORIN
I can show you.
Elbeth looks up at his sparkling eyes. She slowly reches out
and takes his hand. He pulls her toward the massive, swirling
circle of the central dance floor.
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52 -
Finding the Rhythm
INT. CENTRAL PAVILION - DANCE FLOOR - CONTINUOUS
The music is infectious, a heavy, rhythmic stomp of drums and
strings.
Corin guides Elbeth into the crowd. At first, Elbeth is
painfully awkward—her steps are rigid, her posture guarded,
and she accidentally steps hard on the toe of his leather
boot.
ELBETH
I'm sorry. I told you.
Corin just laughs, spinning her gently by the hand. His ease
is disarming. Slowly, as the music swells and the laughter of
thousands of people fills the air, the tension leaves
Elbeth's frame. A genuine, breathless smile finally breaks
across her face as she lets the rhythm take over, her steps
becoming fluid, natural, and free.
CORIN
Nobody cares if you're good. We're
just here to have fun.
Across the pavilion, Vale and Crina rejoin the perimeter.
Crina is holding a massive, steaming slice of fresh pastry,
her mouth full, her eyes absolutely beaming.
CRINA
(muffled, joyful) )
Verd pie! El, you have to try the
verd pie!
Elbeth catches her sister's eye from the dance floor and
laughs. Her head falls back as Corin moves her in a large
sweeping circle.
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53 -
A Shared Sky
EXT. VALLEY HILLSIDE - NIGHT
FADE TO WARM, NIGHT ACOUSTICS.
The roaring hum of the Grand Solstice celebration is now a
soft, melodic echo in the distance.
Elbeth and Crina lie side-by-side in the deep, soft orange
grass, far away from the bright lanterns of the pavilion. The
night air is cool and clean.
They stare straight up into the deep plum sky.
High above them, past the two colossal ringed planets, sits a
brilliant, dense cluster of artificial lights. It glows like
a cold, neon jewel hanging in the empty dark.
Ecumenopolis.
The sisters watch it spin silently, a million kilometers
away.
Crina reaches over, her fingers finding Elbeth’s hand,
squeezing it tight. Elbeth turns her head, looking at her
sister's peaceful profile in the starlight.
CRINA
I hope Nici is looking at the sky
tonight.
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54 -
The Planet in the Shadows
INT. STATION 27 - HANGAR 2 - NIGHT
The ship has been unloaded. Empty crates are stacked on
conveyers moving to the loading floor.
Nici stares out a large viewport at the fields. Her eyes
drift upward...
...to the stars beyond.
Across the hangar, Evren sits at a desk, scrolling through a
holo.
EVREN
(to himself)
Some things don't change.
BREN
Evren, what are you doing?
EVREN
Locating the vidscope.
TRIST
Vidscope?
Evren continues to scroll.
EVREN
Every station has a vidscope.
Hundreds of optical arrays
scattered across Aster feed into
it.
They use it to check the flight
corridor before every departure.
CYRA
How do you know?
EVREN
I did three years on 44. Cycling
every 6 months.
He zooms in on the holo.
EVREN (CONT'D)
All the stations are pretty much
the same...
Here it is!
INSERT SCREEN
Astronomical pictures appear as thumbnails with attached to
coordinates.
Evren swipes the screen to look at other views. He stops on a
clear view of Ecumenopolis.
EVREN (CONT'D)
If they were flying between here
and Ecu when their guidance failed.
Likely it was initiated by the
Station Authority as an unscheduled
entry.
He highlights four different views.
EVREN (CONT'D)
That means they would have been in
freefall over this area.
All six are looking at the display.
CYRA
What's that?
TRIST
What Cyra?
Cyra points to a small dim shape in the corner of the third
screen. It looks like a small striped ball, hidden in
shadows.
Evren zooms in.
The tiny planet rotates slowly. Through a light outer rim of
pink clouds, land. Small bodies of water are scattered over
the surface.
EVREN
That's a planet! A small one.
Good eye Cyra.
He plots a trajectory from the telemetry wall on
Ecumenopolis. It extends in a falling arc, very near the
small planet.
BREN
Then they missed it!
EVREN
No, Bren. At that distance, it's
very likely the planet's gravity
would have brought them into orbit.
NERI
So, they're there?
EVREN
There's only one way to know.
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55 -
The Void Dive
INT. STATION 27 - UTILITY COCKPIT - NIGHT
An automated status array blinks amber. EVREN’s grease-
stained hands move across a manual flight override console
with practiced precision.
Behind him, Trist and Bren pull the primary atmospheric seals
shut.
EVREN
Auto protocols are bypassed. Grid
control thinks we're an empty
logistics run returning to the
upper tiers.
CYRA
And when we clear the orbit?
EVREN
Then we cut the transponder and
drop the nose straight toward that
pink cloud layer.
Hold on.
He slams the thruster ignition. The ship roars to life,
launching smoothly away from Aster and diving into the deep
void toward the unknown coordinates.
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56 -
Reunion in the Violet Highlands
EXT. VALLEY HIGHLANDS - DAY
A crisp, clear wind ripples across a vast field of amber
fern-grass.
High above, a sharp whistle breaks the mountain silence.
A sleek, heavy-duty industrial transport ship cuts through
the low rose-colored clouds. Its undercarriage thrusters hum
with deep, rhythmic power, swiveling downward to counter the
planet's gravity.
The ship doesn't struggle. It descends with mechanical
precision.
The landing gear extends with a sharp hydraulic hiss. The
massive pads touch down onto the vibrant violet moss,
compressing the earth but holding perfectly level.
The main atmospheric seal disengages with a heavy puff of
pressurized air. The side loading ramp lowers smoothly.
EXT. RIDGE LINE - CONTINUOUS
A kilometer away, hidden among the giant amber ferns, Crina
sits cross-legged on a flat outcrop of shale. Her face is
sun-darkened and sharp, dressed in native leather.
Beside her stands Vale, keeping a watchful, silent eye on the
valley floor.
Crina holds a wooden hand-crafted telescope.
She keeps the lens trained directly on the open ramp.
INSERT TELESCOPE VIEW
Through the lens of the telescope, the dark interior of
the ship begins to clear.
A figure steps out into the raw sunlight. It wears a
respiratory face shield, and a highly insulated vacuum suit.
It walks down the open ramp.
On the ground, the figure holds out an air sampler. Once it
obtains the sample it slides it into a chromatograph and
watches the screen. Taps it lightly... impatient.
After a moment the figure removes the face shield. It turns
and shouts back at the ship, then looks back at the horizon.
Directly at the lens.
Evren.
Crina freezes. Her breath catches hard in her throat. She
adjusts the focal ring with trembling fingers, pulling the
image into razor-sharp clarity.
Behind Evren, another figure steps down the ramp, carrying a
heavy pack and looking around at the massive canopy in
absolute wonder. Trist. Then Bren, Neri, and Cyra.
Finally, Nici walks down the ramp. Her head swivels left and
right, searching.
Crina lowers the telescope. She can't quite believe it.
She looks with her own eyes. They're still there.
She looks up at Vale, her voice barely a whisper.
CRINA
It's them. Vale... they're here.
She brings the telescope back to her eye, a single tear
cutting a clean line through the dust on her cheek.
VALE
Crina, go. I will go back for El.
He mounts his vel and races away in the direction of North.
Crina rises. She is dressed in typical Home attire: Cursoria
hide pants, a multicolored woven tunic and a red hide belt.
Her hair falls in a long braid down her back.
She adjusts her tunic, suddenly wanting to look presentable
for her family.
She mounts her vel and begins a slow trot toward the grounded
ship. Then, she rapidly begins to pick up speed.
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57 -
Homecoming
EXT. LANDING SITE - DAY
The Makeshift Hollows crew stands viewing their surroundings.
They stare in silence. Blue soil beneath their boots. Low
orange brush sways in the wind. Towering purple trees rise
beyond the valley.
Trist goes rigid. He points toward the horizon. A billowing
cloud of blue dust is getting nearer.
TRIST
Something's coming!
The group goes into defensive postures. Nici draws her pry-
bar from her belt.
EVREN
Back toward the ship. Get ready to
run.
They start backing slowly toward the utility shuttle. Eyes
glued to the oncoming turbulence.
Several meters away, the movement stops. The cloud
dissipates. Crina guides herself from the vel before it has
even stopped moving. She runs towards the group
NICI
Crina! That's Crina!
She runs forward to meet Crina. The rest of the group follow
shortly behind.
Nici meets Crina in a tight embrace.
NICI (CONT'D)
I knew you were okay. I knew.
CRINA
Oh, Nici!
I never thought I'd see you again!
How...?
EVREN
That's a story for later.
Now...
He gives Crina a long, tender embrace. He pulls away and the
others take their turns hugging Crina. Affection and to make
sure she's really there.
The last is Cyra. She throws her arms around Crina, and
buries her face in her tunic.
She looks up.
CYRA
Crina, is El...?
Crina smiles.
CRINA
El is fine. She is on her way.
Evren walks around the vel.
EVREN
This... animal...
I've never seen anything like it.
CRINA
This is a vel. There are thousands
of them running wild.
NICI
Crina.
Where are we?
Crina smiles.
CRINA
(smiling through tears)
We call it... Home.
TRIST
Home?
Crina continues to smile. She rubs tears away with the cuff
of her tunic. She nods.
TRIST (CONT'D)
Are there people here?
CRINA
(laughs)
Good people.
They all step together into a large, familiar group embrace.
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58 -
A Joyful Reunion
EXT. LANDING SITE - LATER
The family from the Hollows sits together in the open air,
talking, laughing.
In the distance, a large billowing cloud of dust approaches.
Elbeth and Corin sit in the driving seat of a large wagon
being pulled by two large vels. Behind them Vale stands,
supported on the back of the bench.
NICI
It's El!
The wagon comes to a stop near the group. Elbeth leaps from
the wagon seat and rushes to embrace her Ecu family. She
wears grey rusk-hide pants and a verd colored tunic.
ELBETH
I can't believe it!
You came for us?!
EVREN
We never stopped hoping...
Neri elbows him in the ribs.
EVREN (CONT'D)
Well... Nici...
ELBETH
It's so great to see you!
Corin clears his throat. He and Vale jump down from the
wagon.
ELBETH (CONT'D)
This is Corin and Vale.
They helped us when we first got
here.
CRINA
(softly)
Saved us...
Corin and Vale both give a respectful bow.
CORIN
We've heard so much about you all.
VALE
Please, I hope you will come back
to North with us.
The Ecumenopolis arrivals look at each other. At the ship.
Small nods
EVREN
We would like nothing better.
They climb into the wagon. The eight Ecumenopolis travelers
ride in back, catching up on all they have been through.
Corin drives the wagon, while Vale rides alongside in Crina's
vel keeping watch over the safety of the party.
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59 -
The New Community
EXT. OVERHEAD - NORTH - DAY
OLDER WOMAN (V.O)
In the end, the travelers from
Ecumenopolis chose to stay.
Evren and Corin drive six vels, pulling the shuttle, into the
original spacecraft glade.
OLDER WOMAN (V.O) (CONT'D)
They learned there is more to
living than just surviving...
Vale and Crina are helping Nici with archery. In the
background, Bren wears a heavy leather apron. He holds a
fresh-blown pitcher up in the sunlight.
OLDER WOMAN (V.O) (CONT'D)
A community helps each other...
Trist guides two large vels as they pull up the final framed
wall of a new home.
OLDER WOMAN (V.O) (CONT'D)
Living is not without risk.
Cyra rides across the plains with Nici behind her. A pack of
rusks gives chase. Nici turns and fires an arrow, dropping
the leader of the pack in its tracks. The others fall behind.
OLDER WOMAN (V.O.)
But with risk comes security.
Happiness. Love.
Elbeth and Corin stand before a huge crowd. Elbeth wears a
silken pink gown. Corin a silken blue vest over a grey tunic.
OLDER WOMAN (V.O)
Two thousand years ago, Aster was
dying...
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60 -
Home is Here
EXT. CENTRAL PAVILION - OUTER PERIMETER
An older ELBETH (70) sits on a bench, surrounded by young
children from all the cities of Home.
ELBETH
The travelers from Ecumenopolis
left the place they were born.
Where they lived. Where they
survived.
A beat.
ELBETH (CONT'D)
And came Home.
A young GIRL (5) stands and sits at Elbeth's side.
GIRL
Is all that really true, Grandma
Elbeth?
Elbeth pulls the girl in for a hug.
ELBETH
Every word, child.
A young BOY fidgets in his seat.
BOY
Is Ecumen... Ecu still there?
Elbeth points up into the darkening sky, at a small
flickering light, far far away.
ELBETH
Yes child. Ecu remains. But for
you...
She tickles her grand-daughter. The girl giggles
ELBETH (CONT'D)
... and you. And all of us. This
will always be Home.
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