NITA (yelling) You’ll have to see it for yourself!
Nita swipes her keycard. A PANEL slides aside, revealing rows of old servers humming.
She leans closer, squinting.
NITA (to herself) One life or a thousand hidden.
NITA (whispers) What the…?
She rips the USB free, slams the server’s power switch. The rack erupts in sparks, blinding the guards.
Nita’s hand hovers over the USB. The server rack begins to sputter. Mp4 Ss Nita SS 01 Mp4
NITA (V.O.) Sometimes the only way to be seen is to disappear.