INT. KARAOKE NIGHT CLUB – NIGHT

The Karaoke Night Club pulsates with energy, a symphony of laughter and music. Aisha stands center stage, the spotlight casting her in a mesmerizing glow. She clutches the microphone, her heart pounding in rhythm with the music.

AISHA

(singing passionately)

“I’m just a hopeless romantic, lost in the night,

Searching for something, to make it alright.

But when I’m with you, my world comes alive,

In this hopeless romantic, I’ll forever survive.”

Aisha’s voice resonates through the room, and the audience is spellbound. Owen sits at a table near the stage, clapping and cheering her on with unwavering support.

OWEN

(whispering to himself)

That’s my girl.

Meanwhile, amidst the crowd, Victor Drake and Lena exchange hushed words, their gazes never leaving Aisha. Their sinister plan unfolds like a shadowy dance.

VICTOR DRAKE

(slyly)

Tonight’s the night, Lena. We can’t afford any mistakes.

LENA

(nods, her eyes fixed on Aisha)

Don’t worry, Victor. Everything is in place.

As Aisha finishes her performance to thunderous applause, she steps off the stage, radiating joy. She rushes into Owen’s open arms, their hug a testament to their love.

AISHA

(excitedly)

Owen, that was incredible!

Owen smiles, leading her back to their table. Aisha places her handbag on the table and checks her phone briefly, unaware of the danger lurking nearby.

AFTER A WHILE…

Aisha, satisfied with her phone check, stands up and leans in to Owen.

AISHA

(sweetly)

I’m going to grab a drink from the stand. Be right back.

Owen nods, and Aisha makes her way to the drink stand, her heart light.

AT THE DRINK STAND…

A gang member from Victor Drake’s entourage subtly approaches Aisha, blending in with the crowd. With a concealed pistol, he points it at her side.

GANG MEMBER

(low, threatening)

Don’t make a sound. Walk with me, nice and slow.

Aisha, her senses on high alert, complies, her mind racing.

Aisha’s world spirals into darkness as Lena joins the ominous journey. Together, they lead Aisha out of the Karaoke Night Club, her world shrouded in darkness.

AT THE DRINK STAND…

As Aisha walks away, she knows she can’t reach for her phone. But her fingers deftly work to remove her jewelry, dropping it on the drink stand, a silent plea for Owen to find it and understand the danger she’s in. The jewelry glimmers in the dim light, As she’s led away, her eyes meet Owen’s, silently begging him to find her, while the lyrics of her song echo in her mind.

FADE OUT.•Writers •Producers •Directors •Cinematographers •Editors •Casts •Models •Influencers •Sponsors •Brands •Businesses reach out to build partnerships.

A Life Coach – Reality Producer