Visual: Medium close-up on SURYA. His breathing is still heavy, his shoulders tense from the confrontation. The fierce anger in his eyes quickly melts away into deep concern. He looks down at Riya.SURYA
:
(Word Balloon, gentle)
Riya… are you okay? Did that animal hurt you?
PANEL 2
Visual: Close-up on RIYA’s face. Her cheeks are flushed, her breathing shallow from the shock. Her eyes trail away from Surya's face down to her own left wrist, which is slightly red where Raj had gripped it. Her silver earringsreflect the harsh fluorescent office lighting.SFX: (Small, delicate sound font near her wrist)Chink…(from her silver bangles shifting).RIYA
:
(Word Balloon, voice trembling slightly)
I—I’m fine, Surya. You came just in time. My wrist is okay. Just… a bit shaken up.
PANEL 3
Visual: Wide shot of the cubicle space. Surya takes a small step back to give her room, his gaze landing on his workspace. His eyes fixate on a beautifully wrapped maroon and silver gift boxsitting right next to his glowing laptop keyboard.SURYA
:
(Word Balloon, surprised)
What's this? Don't tell me someone dropped their birthday cake on my desk again.
PANEL 4
Visual: Medium shot focusing on Riya. She lets out a soft, breathless laugh, the tension breaking. She steps forward in her elegant maroon skirt, smoothing down her black top, and picks up the box with both hands, offering it to him.RIYA
:
(Word Balloon, smiling softly)
It’s for you, Mr. Hero. A small thank-you gift. For yesterday… for the safety pin, for standing guard outside the washroom. And I guess… for that epic slap just now.
PAGE 2PANEL 1
Visual: Close-up on Surya’s face as he takes the box. He is completely caught off guard, a rare blush creeping up his neck. He rubs the back of his head with his free hand, trying to regain his usual cocky demeanor.SURYA
:
(Word Balloon, trying to act cool)
A gift? Wow. I usually charge a heavy interest rate for my security services, you know. I hope this isn't just a box of premium code-debugging books.
PANEL 2
Visual: Over-the-shoulder shot looking past Surya at Riya. She rolls her eyes playfully, her silver banglesjingling loudly as she crosses her arms.RIYA
:
(Word Balloon, teasing)
Open it and find out yourself, genius. And try not to break the wrapping paper like a caveman.
PANEL 3
Visual: High-angle dramatic shot. The camera pulls back toward the dark, glass-walled corridor outside the bay. In the foreground, Surya starts carefully peeling the tape off the gift box while Riya watches him intently.Visual Anchor: 👥 In the deep background, half-hidden by the reflection of the server room window, the pale silhouette of the GHOST of PRATHIMAstands perfectly still.PANEL 4
Visual: Extreme close-up on the Ghost of Prathima’s face in the shadows. Her previously glowing, hateful eyes have completely softened. A faint, peaceful smile appears on her translucent lips as she watches the two of them safe inside the bright bay.PRATHIMA (GHOST)
:
(Thought Bubble, echoing text)
You are safe now, Riya. He is watching over you… just like I wanted to be watched over five years ago.
## PAGE 3## PANEL 1
* Visual: Medium shot of SURYA holding the unopened gift box. He carefully slides it into his black laptop backpack resting on his office chair. His movements are slow\, his focus completely shifting.
* SFX: Zzzzip— (The sound of the backpack zipper closing).
* SURYA:
(Word Balloon)
I’m keeping this safe for later. I want to open it when this chaotic shift is over.
## PANEL 2
* Visual: Dramatic close-up on Surya’s eyes as he turns around to face RIYA. The frame captures her stunning look—the elegant drape of her black top\, the rich color of her maroon skirt\, and the delicate sparkle of her silver earrings and matching jhumkas. Surya is completely mesmerized\, tilting his head slightly in thought. [1]
* SURYA:
(Word Balloon, speaking softly, almost to himself)
You know, Riya... you look incredibly stunning tonight. The earrings, the dress... everything is perfect. But...
## PANEL 3
* Visual: Riya’s expression shifts to slight confusion. She reaches up\, her silver bangles jingling softly as her fingers lightly touch her silver jhumka\, wondering if something is out of place.
* RIYA:
(Word Balloon, puzzled)
But what? Is my hair messed up from the scuffle with Raj? Did I forget to wipe away a ink smudge or something?
## PANEL 4
* Visual: Close-up on Surya’s hand as he reaches into his front shirt pocket and pulls out a classic black office gel pen. He clicks the top open with his thumb.
* SFX: Click!
* SURYA:
(Word Balloon, smiling gently)
No, nothing like that. Just hold still for a second. Trust me.
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## PAGE 4## PANEL 1
* Visual: Extreme close-up on Riya's face. She blinks in surprise\, her eyes wide as Surya steps deep into her personal space. His left hand gently and securely balances against the side of her desk partition\, while his right hand brings the fine tip of the black pen close to her forehead. Riya's breath catches in her throat.
## PANEL 2
* Visual: Macro shot focusing on the space between Riya’s eyebrows. With absolute precision and a incredibly steady hand\, Surya lightly presses the smooth tip of the black ink pen right in the center of her forehead\, drawing a perfect\, delicate\, round dot of a small bindi.
* SFX: Dot.
## PANEL 3
* Visual: Medium close-up of Surya stepping back\, his pen capped and resting in his hand\, a completely satisfied and warm expression on his face. Riya is looking up at him\, a deep blush turning her cheeks pink.
* SURYA:
(Word Balloon, voice dropping to a warm, genuine tone)
There. You look beautiful, Riya. Only this one small thing was missing to complete the look.
## PANEL 4
* Visual: Wide shot of the cubicle bay. Riya instinctively touches her forehead right over the fresh black ink bindi\, a bright\, genuine smile lighting up her entire face. In the background window reflection\, the silhouette of the Ghost of Prathima is gone—leaving only the peaceful\, quiet glow of the office monitors.
* RIYA:
(Word Balloon, soft and sweet)
Thank you, Surya. I guess... you really do notice the smallest details. ## PAGE 5## PANEL 1
* Visual: Inside the brightly lit\, glass-walled Security & HR Command Center on the ground floor. HR MANAGER ARUN sits in front of a massive wall of digital monitors. His eyes are wide with shock as he points directly at a glowing tile showing the 10th-floor bay camera playback.
* ARUN:
(Word Balloon, urgent and sharp)
Look at this timestamp! 9:15 PM. VP Raj is aggressively trapping Riya in her cubicle. He literally grabbed her wrist! This is completely unacceptable behavior.
## PANEL 2
* Visual: Close-up on Arun’s hands typing furiously on a mechanical keyboard. On his screen\, an official corporate portal header reads: POSH (Prevention of Sexual Harassment) INTERNAL COMPLAINTS COMMITTEE - CASE INITIATION.
* ARUN:
(Word Balloon)
I don't care if he’s a Vice President. This is a clear-cut violation. We are filing this case under POSH immediately. No cover-ups this time.
## PANEL 3
* Visual: Medium shot of Arun picking up his desk phone\, dialing an extension with an expression of absolute determination.
* ARUN:
(Word Balloon, into phone)
Raghu? It's Arun from HR. We have a severe security and compliance incident on the 10th floor involving your team member, Riya Sharma, and VP Raj. I'm routing the video log to your secure terminal right now. Take immediate action.
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## PAGE 6## PANEL 1
* Visual: Inside a sleek\, modern corner office. RAGHU (THE PROJECT MANAGER) sits behind his desk. His jaw drops in sheer disbelief as the video file automatically plays on his dual-screen setup\, showing Raj cornering Riya and Surya’s subsequent explosive intervention.
* RAGHU:
(Word Balloon, sweating slightly, shocked)
Oh my god... Raj actually did this? And Surya slapped him?! This is going to blow up the entire business unit. I need to get the facts directly from the source before corporate legal steps in.
## PANEL 2
* Visual: Back on the 10th-floor bay. RIYA and SURYA are sitting side-by-side\, looking at a shared monitor. The sweet\, quiet atmosphere from moments before is suddenly shattered as a sharp corporate notification ping echoes from Riya’s laptop speakers.
* SFX: ✨ DING! ✨
* SURYA:
(Word Balloon, looking at her screen)
Wait, look at your Skype chat window. It's a direct ping from Raghu. [1]
## PANEL 3
* Visual: Close-up on Riya’s laptop screen. A chat box from Raghu (Delivery Manager) reads: "Riya\, please stop whatever you are doing and come to my cabin on the 12th floor immediately. Bring Surya along if he is at his desk. Urgent."
## PANEL 4
* Visual: Medium shot of Riya standing up from her chair\, her elegant maroon skirt rustling. Her fingers instinctively go up to touch the small black pen bindi Surya drew on her forehead\, her expression shifting from romantic calm to intense apprehension. Surya stands up right beside her\, grabbing his badge.
* RIYA:
(Word Balloon, anxious)
He knows, Surya. Word travels fast in this building. Do you think Raj already went to management to lie about us?
* SURYA:
(Word Balloon, face hardening, protective)
Let him lie. We have the truth, we have the bruises on your wrist, and we have the entire law on our side. Come on, let's go face him together.
PAGE 7
PANEL 1
Visual: Inside RAGHU’s 12th-floor corner cabin. SURYA and RIYA stand in front of Raghu’s large wooden desk. Raghu is rubbing his temples, looking incredibly stressed, looking between the two of them. Riya’s silver earrings sway slightly as she finishes speaking.
RAGHU:
(Word Balloon, sighing)
So everything you’re saying matches the security playback. Raj completely overstepped his boundaries. But Surya… a physical assault on a Vice President? You could face immediate termination for this under company policy.
PANEL 2
Visual: Surya steps forward aggressively, his jaw clenched, defensively shielding Riya whose hand rests nervously near her maroon skirt.
SURYA:
(Word Balloon, fierce)
Termination? He put his hands on her, Raghu! He trapped her in her own cubicle! If I didn't step in, who knows what that monster would have done? Policy shouldn't protect predators!
PANEL 3
Visual: Suddenly, the heavy glass door of Raghu's cabin swings open with a loud click. HR MANAGER ARUN steps inside. He looks completely calm, holding a crisp, official corporate folder embossed with the red POSH LEGAL stamp.
SFX: Click! Click! (The sound of the door opening).
ARUN:
(Word Balloon, authoritative)
Relax, Surya. Nobody is getting terminated here. Except maybe VP Raj.
PAGE 8
PANEL 1
Visual: Close-up on Raghu looking up in absolute surprise. Arun slides a single, heavily stamped document across the shiny desk surface right in front of Raghu. The heading in bold black letters reads: IMMEDIATE SUSPENSION & RESTRAINING ORDER: VP RAJ.
RAGHU:
(Word Balloon, stunned)
Arun! You already processed the file? Without a formal hearing from the leadership board?
PANEL 2
Visual: Medium shot of Arun looking directly at Riya. His expression is warm, reassuring, and completely professional. He nods respectfully at her, acknowledging the situation.
ARUN:
(Word Balloon)
The CCTV footage provided irrefutable physical evidence of dynamic harassment. Under the strict mandates of the POSH Act, the Internal Complaints Committee has issued an immediate, unconditional suspension for Raj pending a full criminal inquiry. He is banned from entering any Wipro campus worldwide starting this exact second.
PANEL 3
Visual: Close-up on Riya’s face. A massive wave of relief washes over her features. Her eyes glisten slightly, and she looks up at the small black pen bindi reflected in the dark glass window of the cabin. Surya lets out a breath he didn't realize he was holding, his tense shoulders finally dropping.
RIYA:
(Word Balloon, voice full of gratitude)
Thank you, Arun. Thank you so much for protecting the employees.
PANEL 4
Visual: Wide shot of the office cabin. As Arun turns to leave, the high-end LED panel lights on the ceiling give a sudden, single, bright flash—almost like a silent cheer or a salute from the unseen presence watching over them from the building's wiring.
ARUN:
(Word Balloon, smiling slightly as he exits)
Just doing my job, Riya. Surya, keep an eye on her. Raghu, I need you to sign off as the immediate supervisor on these compliance logs.
## PAGE 9## PANEL 1
* Visual: Wide shot of the 10th-floor hallway. SURYA and RIYA walk out of the elevator bank toward the main cafeteria. The corridor is quiet\, lit only by low-intensity night lamps. Riya’s silver bangles make a rhythmic\, pleasant sound against the silence.
* SURYA:
(Word Balloon)
Come on. You’ve had enough corporate drama for one night. Let’s get out of this stuffy bay for a bit. My treat.
## PANEL 2
* Visual: Inside the massive\, ultra-modern Wipro cafeteria. Rows upon rows of sleek tables and empty chairs stretch out into the distance. It is completely vacant\, vast\, and peaceful. The giant glass windows show the dark Bangalore night sky outside.
* RIYA:
(Word Balloon, looking around)
Wow... it's completely empty. I've never seen the food court look so quiet. It almost feels like a different world.
* SURYA:
(Word Balloon, smiling)
Well, that’s the perk of being the only two crazies assigned to the 9:00 PM critical module shift tonight. We own the place right now.
## PANEL 3
* Visual: Medium shot at the automated vending machine station. Surya taps his employee badge against the sensor and presses a button. Two paper cups filled with steaming\, hot filter coffee slide down into the dispensing bay.
* SFX: Bzzzz-clunk.
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## PAGE 10## PANEL 1
* Visual: Close-up on the two coffee cups placed on a clean white table. Surya sits down across from Riya. The steam from the hot beverage rises gently between them. Riya gracefully tucks her hair behind her ear\, highlighting her shimmering silver jhumkas.
* SURYA:
(Word Balloon, his tone turning serious but soft)
Are you really feeling okay, Riya? I know HR handled Raj, but things got way too close back there.
## PANEL 2
* Visual: Extreme close-up on Riya’s face. The camera perfectly focuses on the small\, round black pen bindi that Surya drew between her eyebrows. Her expression is calm\, serene\, and incredibly happy.
* RIYA:
(Word Balloon)
Honestly, Surya? Sitting here with you... I feel completely safe. When you stepped in front of me back there, all my fear just vanished.
## PANEL 3
* Visual: Medium shot capturing both of them from the side. Riya takes a sip of her coffee\, her eyes locking onto Surya’s with a soft\, affectionate gaze. Surya rubs his neck\, a genuine smile breaking through his usual tough exterior.
* SURYA:
(Word Balloon, teasing gently)
Hey, don't make me emotional now. I still have to review three hundred lines of your code before the morning logout.
## PANEL 4
* Visual: High-angle wide shot of the empty cafeteria. The two of them sit close together under a single warm spotlight\, sharing a quiet\, beautiful moment of peace in the middle of the night.
* Visual Anchor: 🪟 Out on the dark glass reflection of the cafeteria window\, a faint\, mist-like silhouette appears for a fraction of a second\, watching over them with a protective blessing before dissolving into the night air. ## PAGE 11## PANEL 1
* Visual: Close-up on SURYA’s hands wrapping around his warm coffee cup. His expression hardens\, the relaxed atmosphere instantly evaporating. He leans across the table\, his eyes fixed intensely on Riya.
* SURYA:
(Word Balloon, voice low and serious)
Riya... there's something more to this. Raj wasn't just acting like a regular creep tonight. He looked completely unhinged. Desperate. What is wrong with that guy? Why is he behaving like his life is on the line? [1]
## PANEL 2
* Visual: Medium shot of RIYA. Her smile completely fades. She places her coffee cup down with a sharp click. Her silver bangles jingle against the tabletop as her hands begin to tremble slightly. She looks directly into Surya's eyes.
* RIYA:
(Word Balloon, whispering fiercely)
Because he is a criminal, Surya. A real one. He isn't just an abusive boss... he killed a woman right here on this campus five years ago.
## PANEL 3
* Visual: Close-up on Surya’s face. His eyes widen in absolute shock\, his jaw dropping slightly as the gravity of her words hits him.
* SURYA:
(Word Balloon, stunned)
What?! Killed someone? Riya, that’s a massive accusation. How could something like that happen in a high-security facility without anyone knowing? Where did you even hear this?
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## PAGE 12## PANEL 1
* Visual: Over-the-shoulder shot looking past Surya at Riya. She reaches across the table\, lightly touching his hand to steady herself. The light from the cafeteria window highlights the black pen bindi on her forehead\, casting a dramatic shadow.
* RIYA:
(Word Balloon)
Do you remember Dhanushree from the general day shift? I bumped into her last week near the lobby. She’s been with this company for over six years. She knows all the dark secrets corporate tried to bury.
## PANEL 2
* Visual: Flashback panel with a stylized\, sepia-toned border. Shows a bustling Wipro lobby during the day. A senior female employee\, DHANUSHREE\, is leaning close to Riya\, speaking in a hushed\, cautious manner while looking around for onlookers.
* RIYA (NARRATING):
(Caption Box)
Dhanushree told me everything. Five years ago, there was a brilliant employee named Prathima. Raj tried the exact same disgusting tactics on her. When she threatened to expose him to the highest board... she suddenly disappeared.
## PANEL 3
* Visual: Back to the present inside the dark\, empty cafeteria. Surya’s face turns pale as the pieces of the puzzle violently slam together in his mind. He remembers the ghost story Riya tried to tell him after the washroom incident.
* SURYA:
(Word Balloon, voice shaking)
Prathima... The name you kept shouting earlier. The one you said saved you near the washroom.
## PANEL 4
* Visual: Wide shot of the two of them isolated in the massive\, vacant cafeteria. The vast darkness outside the glass windows seems to press against the room. Riya nods slowly\, her silver jhumkas catching a cold glint of light.
* RIYA:
(Word Balloon)
Yes, Surya. She didn't just resign or quit. He murdered her and made it look like a sudden disappearance. And now... she has come back to claim her justice......## PAGE 13## PANEL 1
* Visual: Close-up on SURYA. He takes a deep\, sharp breath\, running a hand through his hair. His face shifts from intense shock back to his characteristic stubborn\, logical expression. He sets his empty coffee cup down with a firm tap.
* SURYA:
(Word Balloon)
Look, Riya... if what Dhanushree said is true, then Raj belongs behind bars for the rest of his miserable life. Maybe she really did die because of him. That is a horrific corporate crime.
## PANEL 2
* Visual: Medium shot of RIYA looking at him intently. Her silver jhumkas frame her anxious face\, and her hand moves instinctively toward her forehead\, where the black pen bindi rests. She expects him to finally understand the supernatural side of it.
* SURYA:
(Word Balloon, leaning forward)
But I still won't believe in this ghost story. Think about it logically. If Prathima was a good person, if she didn't do any mistake in her life... then how can she become a vengeful ghost? Pure logic says spirits only linger out of evil or malice.
## PANEL 3
* Visual: Over-the-shoulder shot looking past Riya at Surya as he stands up from the table\, brushing a stray speck of dust off his jeans. He extends a hand to help her up\, his tone returning to a protective\, grounded reality.
* SURYA:
(Word Balloon)
It doesn't make sense. It was probably just a trick of the mind because you were stressed out by that creep. Come on, let’s go back to the bay and work. We have a delivery deadline to meet.
## PANEL 4
* Visual: Wide shot of the massive\, empty cafeteria. Riya stands up\, her maroon skirt catching the low spotlight. She takes his hand\, her silver bangles jingling softly in the quiet room. She looks toward the dark exit doors\, still feeling an invisible presence watching them.
* RIYA:
(Word Balloon, soft and yielding)
Fine, Mr. handsome. Let’s go code. But don't say I didn't warn you if the server network starts acting strange again.
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