
FADE IN on groggy 18-year-old Molly (Riley Star), stumbling from bed into the shadowed kitchen. Stepdad Ken (Steve Holmes) hunches at the table, face etched with grim shadows. He drops the bomb: her stepmom's bolted. Molly crumbles, and he pulls her close—too close, his eyes flickering with buried hunger. CUT TO: Nights later, Molly stirs in the dark, soft snores cut by eerie scratches outside—dirt being clawed from the earth. Digging halts; the front door creaks open, then slams. She creeps to her door, colliding with Ken in the hall, dirt-streaked shirt clinging, shovel gripped like a guilty secret. 'Late-night planting,' he mutters, voice a velvet lie. Weeks on, Molly eavesdrops: Ken's cool voice to the insurance suit, 'She's probably dead.' Terror grips her, body sliding down the wall in silent scream as their laughter echoes off-screen.
FADE IN on groggy 18-year-old Molly (Riley Star), stumbling from bed into the shadowed kitchen. Stepdad Ken (Steve Holmes) hunches at the table, face etched with grim shadows. He drops the bomb: her stepmom's bolted. Molly crumbles, and he pulls her close—too close, his eyes flickering with buried hunger. CUT TO: Nights later, Molly stirs in the dark, soft snores cut by eerie scratches outside—dirt being clawed from the earth. Digging halts; the front door creaks open, then slams. She creeps to her door, colliding with Ken in the hall, dirt-streaked shirt clinging, shovel gripped like a guilty secret. 'Late-night planting,' he mutters, voice a velvet lie. Weeks on, Molly eavesdrops: Ken's cool voice to the insurance suit, 'She's probably dead.' Terror grips her, body sliding down the wall in silent scream as their laughter echoes off-screen.