Black Jack
A Day in the Afterlife
FADE IN:
INT. LAS VEGAS CASINO, BLACKJACK TABLE - DAY
Well dressed elderly man making a bet.
DEALER
(smiling)
I'm glad you told me it's your sixtieth birthday. I'll call a waiter so you can get a nice drink. It's gonna be on the house, of course.
TIM
(deep sigh)
You might want to call an ambulance instead.
DEALER
(his smile gone)
Not feeling well? Your face looks kind of pale.
TIM reaches for his throat. His head falling onto his chest, he slips off his chair and collapses.
INT. CHAMBER - DAY
TIM, transparent but well visible, wearing something like a jumpsuit, standing in the empty chamber. Nothing else can be seen other than walls. TIM glances at the walls turning his head around.
TIM
(puzzled)
Where am I?... What happened to the blackjack table? And... what is this place?!
Instinctively, his hand reaches for his knee.
TIM
Wow! No pain?!
TIM's hand passes through his knees as if through thin air.
TIM
(confused)
What's going on here?! Where is my...
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