BLACK We hear the sound of telephone being dialed. The long beeps of a dial tone. Then the line goes dead. Quiet chatters, shuffling and the sound of an automatic door sliding open. FADE IN: 1 INT. WAITING ROOM - DAY 1 Someone steps into the waiting room. We see that it is a GIRL in her early twenties. She stands near the door way, and looks around the room. The room is not big, a large reception desk stood in the middle. The walls are aligned with chairs. A large panel of glass separates the room from the corridor. The GIRL sits down at an empty chair. 2 EXT. PARK - DAY 2 Empty park. Person sitting on bench. Hands shoves person. Two people argue. YOUNG MAN stands sideways, staring angrily into the camera before turning and walking away. 3 INT. WAITING ROOM - DAY 3 The GIRL opens her eyes, as if recovering from a mild migraine. She is holding a few sheets of paper. Her fingers fidgets with the corners of the pages. Her face is expressionless. Slight shadows under her eyes shows that she has not been sleeping well. Then, raising her eyes, she glances to her left, out the large window. 4 INT. CORRIDOR - DAY 4 A WOMAN is pushing a baby trolley. A LITTLE BOY around 5 years old skips after her, one hand gliding along the walls. When he arrives outside the waiting room, the LITTLE BOY seems to see something on the glass window. His eyes widens, and gasps in surprise. 5 INT. WAITING ROOM - DAY 5 The GIRL looks curiously at this strange LITTLE BOY. Her head tilts slightly, wondering what the LITTLE BOY is doing. 6 INT. CORRIDOR - DAY 6 The LITTLE BOY carefully examines the perfectly translucent surface. Raising his hand, the LITTLE BOY taps the glass and the glass glows for a moment, vibrates slightly, and ripples like a pool of water. The LITTLE BOY seems pleased. Gently he holds up both palms and presses them against the surface. More ripples. Then as he pulls his palms apart, an array of colors and images bursts onto the glass. The sound of chirping birds, soothing melodies and a thousand voices instantly fills the corridor. The LITTLE BOY moves his hands quickly over the glass, "conducting" the flying colors, clearly having done this before. Things are popping in and out of existence with the simple swipes of his hands. 7 INT. WAITING ROOM - DAY 7 The LITTLE BOY seems to be talking to himself as well, as he taps and brushes in midair, at the empty glass wall. His feet dances left and right, occasionally having to tip toe as if to reach some invisible button. The GIRL's expression seems softer than before. Her hands has stopped fidgeting. The LITTLE BOY stops for a moment and stares intently into nothingness. With all the seriousness a child his age could master, he pouts his lips, crosses one hand before his chest and strokes his chin with the other. Seeing this comedic scene, the GIRL quietly chuckles to herself. Her expression still seems a little tight. Then her phone rings. Her head turns sharply to look at the phone. The smile on her face disappears as she furrows her brows and presses her lips together. We see her press the "END CALL" button. 8 INT. CORRIDOR - DAY 8 After much contemplation, the LITTLE BOY raises his arms again... Suddenly, he catches sight of the GIRL just as the GIRL is turning her attention back to him. The LITTLE BOY freezes, he stares at the GIRL, surprised. 9 INT. WAITING ROOM - DAY 9 The GIRL looks a little uncomfortable too. She glances around guiltily, as if caught amidst some mischief. The two simply looks at one another; their eyes met and their gazes held. The LITTLE BOY's eyes are round and bright like newly cut topaz. He tilts his head slightly and blinks innocently. The GIRL, on the other hand, seems embarrassed. She feels like she should do something, but doesn't know what. 10 INT. CORRIDOR - DAY 10 The LITTLE BOY continues to look at the GIRL. He suddenly became very self aware and very shy. There are traces of fear in his eyes. His small fingers curls as he lowers his arms. The various colors and shapes on the glass gradually fades and the corridor goes silent. 11 INT. WAITING ROOM - DAY 11 All the people that was in the corridor and the waiting room are now nowhere to be seen. There is only the LITTLE BOY and the GIRL. A long shot frames both of them together with the layer of glass separating them. 12 INT. LIVING ROOM - NIGHT 12 Used tissue on the floor. The GIRL is sitting on a sofa. The YOUNG MAN holds her in his arms. As she looks up at him with her reddened eyes, her face was void of all emotions. The YOUNG MAN looks concerned. He shook his head lightly at the girl. 13 INT. WAITING ROOM - DAY 13 Tear dampens her eyes. The GIRL's expression suddenly breaks into a smile. Seeing this, the LITTLE BOY grins happily, proudly, showing off his perfect white teeth, as if he has achieved something great. RECEPTIONIST (O.S.) Erin? The GIRL turns and look up at the RECEPTIONIST standing besides her. RECEPTIONIST Ms Erin Brooke? The RECEPTIONIST asks the GIRL again. The GIRL looks down, then back at the LITTLE BOY who is still grinning. She smiles to herself, shakes her head, and lets out a sigh of relief before looking up at the RECEPTIONIST and shook her head. 14 INT. CORRIDOR - DAY 14 The glass door slides open and the GIRL comes out into the corridor. Turning around, she sees that the WOMAN with the baby trolley has returned. The WOMAN clearly seems relieved and angry. She picks up the LITTLE BOY, kisses him on the forehead all while continuing to lecture him. The LITTLE BOY doesn't seem bothered at all. He hugs his mother while still smiling at the GIRL. The GIRL's phone rings. She picks up. YOUNG MAN (O.S) (Worried, begging) Don't. GIRL (Reassuringly) I didn't. The GIRL walks out of the frame, one hand touching her stomach. The camera focuses on the signs outside the waiting room; "Women's Choice Health Clinic."