Black Google

A black screen.

UNKNOWN MAN (V.O.): You've been here for some time.

A closing door can be heard. Simultaneously, a fluttering electronic drone is heard in the background, preceding an instrumental.

INT. DARK ROOM

RIDE is pictured in a box on the left side of the screen. He is sitting in a chair in front of a singular light. How much of the light is exposed varies based on the positioning of his head.

RIDE: I'm not an actor.

RIDE sighs. Shuffling and other bodily movements can be heard in the background.

RIDE: How long is it gonna take?

An instrumental with erratic electronic drums begins playing in the background. Simultaneously, a second visual appears to the right of the one depicting RIDE. It shows RIDE from behind, walking through a graveyard at night.

RIDE: When... [sighs] I—I don't know. This is... This is stupid. I—I don't know what I'm supposed to say.

The left video feed begins to pan in on a closeup of RIDE. His face remains darkened.

RIDE: I don't know exactly when, how many times—

RIDE (V.O.): Black google.

RIDE's own voice, dubbed over the video, cuts him off. At the same time, the left video feed cuts to a zoomed out view of RIDE, the light source behind his head now revealed in full.

RIDE: Uhh...

The left video feed slowly zooms on RIDE's face. Abrupt cut to black, with RIDE simultaneously beginning to scream out "No!" repeatedly. With each scream, an ambiguous image lights and then fades on the right side of the screen. Between each scream, discordant static is heard, increasing in intensity. A loud thump, and a voice, possibly RIDE, is faintly heard screaming "Death Grip!".

RIDE (V.O.): Yeah... Yeah.

Between each of RIDE's exclamations, the continuing static and frantic drums play briefly at a high volume, then stop.

RIDE (V.O.): Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!

The right side of the screen cuts to RIDE in a nondescript room. With both fists bared, he charges at a wall. Just before his fists connect, the screen cuts away to a front view of his face and torso. Between each exclamation, cut to short clips of RIDE screaming and smashing chairs.

RIDE (V.O.): No! Yeah! No! Yeah! No!

An ultra closeup of RIDE's face is pictured left. He remains expressionless. Simultaneously, pictured right, a short clip of RIDE sitting in a chair, moving his hands wildly, and laughing manically plays and then disappears. Pictured left, the camera zooms out slowly to reveal RIDE's full face.

UNKNOWN MAN (V.O.): How long did it take to get to this place? ...To this place.

Pictured right, cut to a darkly lit hallway with plastic hanging from the walls. RIDE stumbles frantically along the hallway. The right side of the screen then cuts to black.

RIDE (V.O.): [echoing] Google black.

The instrumental fades back in and resumes. Pictured right, a rear view of the room RIDE is sitting in pictured left appears. No one is sitting in the chair. Both sides of the screen fade to black. A full screen closeup of RIDE appears, lit with pink light. His face is raised upwards, his eyes are closed, and he is smiling.

RIDE (V.O.): It's death!