*Second idea for the ending of my film treatment*
An eerie silence fills the crowded room,
everyone suddenly turning to statues. Cass, Harriet and Keira rise from their chairs,
gun in hand, Freya knew it was the end for her, shielding her eyes she await
the impact. Three gunshots were fired simultaneously. The pain never came, what
came was the spraying of blood that wasn’t her own. Cass, Harriet and Keira had
shot the men that were charging for Freya. All four charged out of the church
making their way for the 1967, Chevy Impala.
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