Synopsis
A person goes to an experimental psychologist that promises to help cure his trauma through the use of magic (card magic, coin etc.)
Dark Approach
TIM, 45, is invited to enter the office of DOCTOR PILLOW, 30. The room shines a light brown through the curtains, artistocrat furniture feels very inviting to the newcomer. In the corner of the room we can spot a black parakeet looking straight at Tim.
ZOOM IN CLOSE to the parakeets face. The parakeet says, "Hellow."
"Please, take a seat." Doctor Pillow gives the impression of a man that has never had to work a day in his life. Rich long hair as if he'd just gotten away from a group of groupies, tribal necklace shinning into Tim's face. A straight down asshole, Tim thinks.
"I'm ok, thank you. My late wife recommended you to me."
"Elenys? She was a kind woman. May god rest her in peace." Tim smirks at the lord's name being called out.
"What can I do for you, Mr. Howard?" Tim starts playing with a piece of paper from the table. The camera picks up the word "lonely" on the paper, before Tim puts it back down.
"She said you could do some magic and..."
ZOOM IN CLOSE to PILLOW's lips. They move into a smirk then whisper, "And?"
"And I thought maybe you could bring my wife back."
Pillow gets up from his chair and approaches Tim. He puts his hand on his shoulder and whispers into his year, "E L E N Y S". Tim falls into his chair.
When Tim wakes up it is already morning. We can tell this by the sound of the traffic from outside. Tim opens his eyes and sees Pillow at his chair.
"Sometimes all we need is a good night's sleep without our demons to feel good again." Pillow sips tea slowly without breaking eye contact.
Tim gets a hold of himself very slowly. Stands up. Leaves the room feeling very ashamed. The scene ends with a CLOSE UP on PILLOW's lips sipping some tea.
OUTSIDE OF OFFICE, BRIDGE STREET, 9AM
Continuation
Magical things can start happening to TIM or he unconsciously does magic to other people, helping them. Every time something happens we see TIM walking better. At the end of his ride back home he meets his wife. Does not question anything. PAN OUT from TIM's closed eyes sitting back in PILLOW's office. He is connected to some headphones, tucked in a bed and closed inside a room where we see hundreds of other individuals sleeping as well. As PILLOW is walking back to his chair we hear a patient from another room yelling, "It's all a lie! Nobody wants to come back here anyway!". PILLOW tells the next client to come in.