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1: Julia stalks quietly down more stairs.

2: She peeks in through the door to the basement tech center.

Julia: Mel?

3: Melissa is there, in the dimly lit basement. She turns around, eyes glistening in the light. She is surrounded by piles of books and has moved many of the monitors closer to the table on which she sits, barely dressed.

4: Top view as Julia slowly approaches.

Julia: That’s probably bad for the table, Kitten…
What are you doing? It’s so late…

Mel: I couldn’t sleep…