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INT. SUNSET. INSIDE PROFESSOR SHAIN'S TEMPLE<\/u><\/strong><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n\n The statue of Professor Shain is illuminated in orange, accompanied by distant choir music. A priest walks through a long corridor leading to the depths of the temple. After ascending several steps, he reaches a heavy metal door with a numeric keypad for entry. His hand reaches out, pressing a series of buttons. In the end, a piercing screech is heard, and the door opens with a sharp click as a hand rests upon it.<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n\n <\/p>\n\n INT. ILLUMINATED PRODUCTION HALL OF ANDROIDS<\/u><\/strong><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n\n The Int of the production hall is intensely cold. It features a gleaming white floor and pale neon lights. <\/span>A small, white cloud of nitrogen emerges from the bottom of one of the cabinets. There are sturdy cabinets made of thick metal and glass, beneath which you can find the reproductions. You move closer to the glass slowly, and underneath, you see frozen bodies. They are all replicas of the old Professor Shain and his duplicates, some of them appearing younger.<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n\n <\/p>\n\n INT. SUNSET TIME. PROFESSOR SHAIN'S STUDY<\/u><\/strong><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n\n Shain's study is adorned with wooden and fabric furniture in shades of green and yellow. A large brown table with a polished glass panel is present. Lara, dressed in an orange jumpsuit, assists Professor Shain in rising from his armchair and guides him toward the drawing table. Leaning over him, she whispers something into his ear, to which he nods. He appears very old and completely bald.<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n\n <\/p>\n\n INT. SUNSET TIME. TEMPLE HALL<\/u><\/strong><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n\n The Int of the temple is filled with thousands of believers. A festive atmosphere permeates the space. At the middle of the expansive stage, a small platform for speeches is set up, complete with a speaker and lighting. In the middle of the grand stage, a small podium with a speaker and lights is placed. Standing on the podium is the young priest, his face filled with enthusiasm.<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n\n <\/p>\n\n THE YOUNG PRIEST<\/u><\/strong><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n\n My dear friend and companion on this journey. As you know, once a year, we thaw the body from its cryopreserved state. Behold our god, Professor Shain!<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n\n <\/p>\n\n He claps his hands vigorously, and the entire crowd follows him in frenzy. Lara emerges from the side of the stage, leading the original Professor Shain, dressed in a black jumpsuit. His once blond hair has turned mostly white. He moves slowly, each step visibly painful, showing his advanced age. 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