Golden light seeps through cracked windows, casting eerie stripes on Masimba's face. He crouches, the note crunched in his fist: _"She didn’t die alone."
The garage smells like decay and old oil. He pries open a rusty toolbox. Buried beneath rags: a shattered phone. It powers on. The screen flickers.
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NARRATION (V.O.)
"Some truths hide in plain sight. Others... are buried with intention."
The phone’s footage loads, grainy and shaky. Masimba’s eyes widen.
Tatenda wasn’t alone.
A shadow in the back seat. A glimpse of hands. A muffled scream.
The video cuts. Masimba’s breath stops.
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The bar’s neon buzzes like a threat. Masimba slams the phone on the table. Jethro freezes, beer bottle mid-air.
MASIMBA (low, lethal)
"Who else was in that car, Jethro? Speak."
Jethro’s grin collapses. Sweat beads.
JETHRO (whisper-shout)
"We were all high... it wasn’t supposed to go _that_ far."
FLASHBACK REVEAL (jagged cuts):
- Tatenda giggling, daring Masimba to speed.
- Jethro egging her on. "Grab the wheel!"
- The wheel spins wild. Tatenda screams.
- Impact. Shatter. Darkness.
- Jethro’s voice: "Don’t tell. We say it was you, Masi. You’ll be fine."
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Masimba’s fists clench. The bar falls silent.
Lanterns flicker in the community hall. Masimba plays the footage. Gasps ripple. Elders lean in. Tatenda’s mother grips the bench.
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TATENDA’S MOTHER (voice cracks)
"She wasn’t just lost… she was silenced."
The villagers shift, shame and anger mingling. Whispers turn to outrage.
ELDER (gruff)
"We covered for you boys. We let a lie bury her."
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The highway’s shoulder glows with dozens of lanterns. Masimba lights one last candle. The flame dances like truth.
NARRATION (V.O.)
"Redemption isn’t found in forgetting. It’s born when the silence is broken."
The villagers surround him some tearful, some defiant. The night air vibrates.
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Suddenly: sirens scream. Police cars slice the dark. Officers cuff JHEtro.
OFFICER
"Jethro Mutasa, you’re under arrest for obstruction of justice and perjury."
The crowd parts. Jethro’s eyes lock on Masimba fury, betrayal, fear.
MASIMBA (voice steady, louder now)
"We can’t change the past… but we can stop pretending the road didn’t bleed for our silence."
The lanterns flicker harder. The police lights wash red across faces. The villagers watch a heavy quiet settling like dust.
FADE OUT.
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