Prophet – Page 146

 

EXT. NIGHT. THE WHITE CITY

Mati stands at the entrance to the garden. A dim orange flashlight illuminates the dormant surroundings. He looks at the photo in his hand, showing the garden. Mati takes a deep breath and begins to ascend the stairs towards the buildings. White stone statues at the top of the hill. The sounds of the city are clearly heard; distant car horns, engine roars, and the voices of people carried by the wind. Mati reaches the top of the hill, where he stands amidst the illuminated white buildings, but there's no one around. He walks between the bright buildings until he reaches a point where the city sprawls below him with all its lights.

 

THE STRANGER (from behind, VOICE OVER)

Hello, Mati.

 

Mati turns towards the stranger.

 

MATI (unfazed)

Hello.

 

The stranger smiles at him. A moment of silence passes between them as Mati examines the enigmatic figure.

 

MATI

I found you.

 

STRANGER

No, I found you.

 

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