SCRIPT: A dimly lit room. A GIRL jolts awake on a couch. She’s wearing unfamiliar dress (too skimpy for her taste). Her eyes dart around—this is NOT her apartment. GIRL - What the hell…? She grips the blanket, scanning the room. It’s clean, modern, but eerily impersonal. A faint city glow seeps through the curtains. She swings her legs off the couch, hesitates, then stands. Her bare feet sink into a plush carpet. She takes a deep breath, panic creeping in. GIRL (thinking aloud) Okay… Think. What happened last night? She rubs her temples. Nothing. A blank slate. But then—a flicker of memory. FLASHBACK: She’s in her own bedroom, looking out the window at a dull cityscape. GIRL (tiredly, to herself) God, I wish I could just wake up in New York. She flops onto the bed, eyes closing. BACK TO PRESENT: GIRL Oh. Oh no. She looks around, suspicious. GIRL Okay, so... either I’m dreaming. Or I got taken away. Or— (beat, whispers) —aliens? Ghosts? She checks her arms. No weird marks. No scars. Still human. Probably. "Oh damn, but why is my bladder is so fucking full. I even don't know where's the fucking toilet! What's my name? Where's my phone? Do I have any friends at all to whom to call? " - she shouts. She crawls to the wall and starts peeing in a stranger's apartment.  GIRL Okay. So either I really wished myself here, or someone—something—granted my wish. (beat) I don’t know if I should be excited or terrified. Suddenly she hears a voice, and it ORDERS her to EAT! ** To SUPPORT my VIDEO PRODUCTION ... if you want to see NEW VIDEOS of me - TIP me 5000$. * If you would like to get a CUSTOM VIDEO which will CATER to your FETISH - EMAIL me