Rain hammers down.

A narrow concrete space behind the Anyth, slick with water and half-swallowed by darkness.

A single harsh blue industrial light bears down from high above, washing the sisters in cold colour. It is the only light source. Everything beyond it falls off into black.

RYLA, younger, curly red hair soaked and clinging to her face, stands with a worn travel bag hanging from one hand.

FELIX, also younger, stands several feet away under the same blue light, already crying, rain mixing with the tears on her face.

FELIX

(screaming through tears)

IF YOU LEAVE ME, I’LL KILL MYSELF!

Turns back to her.

Rain streams down both of them.

RYLA

THIS AGAIN!?

FELIX

I’M SERIOUS THIS TIME!

RYLA

TWO LITTLE GIRLS ARE DEAD BECAUSE OF US! AND YOU’RE CRYING ABOUT ME LEAVING?!

FELIX

THEY WEREN’T SUPPOSED TO BE THERE!

Ryla stares at her, appalled.

RYLA