Transcript

1: Jackson stands by the door which is partially open, wordlessly speaking to someone out of view.

2: Okpara perks up.

3: Njeri has entered the room and is approaching the now vacant chair across from Okpara.
Njeri: Hello, Zira, or… whoever you may be.
Okpara: Sarki…

4: Njeri speaking with some sadness.
Njeri: I need to know what happened to the real Zira. I’ve… We’ve been friends for many, many years.

5: Profile view of Njeri as he listens in stressed disbelief.
Okpara: I am the “real” Zira Okpara.
This was an identity given to me at a very young age, inserted into the relevant databases with all the papers required to be real.

6: Okpara averts her gaze, looking even sadder.
Njeri: So… this whole time, all the years I’ve known you, you’ve been… this?