Chapter 3

"Mom! Look! Look!" An eight-year-old boy could be seen in front of a large black fence. In his blue and white striped shirt, he looked up to his mother, with light shimmering in his eyes and said, "I'm gonna be in there! I'm gonna be a flying man!"

Giggling, the mother looked down to respond, "How will you fly honey?" As if it was an obvious answer, the child just shook his head at her.

"MOM! That's where magic happens! Dad said that's the place that makes all the people in movies fly. I'm going to use magic to fly!" The boy looked up at his mom and proclaimed.

A smile could be seen on his mother's face.

A happy memory that was.

That was over a decade ago now. Yet the same feeling I had still stayed, while in front of the nearly identical black gates. This time however, I was actually driving towards the entrance. On the top of the security gates, was the familiar AMAZE STUDIOS sign.

"BEEP!" A car horn could be heard as I was broken out of my reverie. Waving back out the window to apologize I had finally got to the window where a security guard had been sitting in the booth.

Window rolled down, I asked, "Good Morning, I'm here for the-,"

"If you are here to participate sir, please show your unique identifier," the guard said.

Confused I was just about to ask when my phone notification went off. Pulling my phone off the stand, I checked the notification. It was a QR code sent to my email.

"Please hold up your phone sir," I heard.

A little weirded out, I pulled up my phone. After scanning the phone, he seemed to have gotten some type of confirmation as he nodded his head.

The gate in front of the car lifted. I thanked the guard before driving in thinking about how weird it was that the guard seemed to have been... expecting me to receive the notification as I got there. "What's the implication?" One might ask. Well, only two scenarios were in my head at the time.

One, it may have been a coincidence. Two... the QR code was sent as soon as I got here in front of the gate. The implications of which is obvious. It was more likely just a coincidence, right? (...sure)

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*Inside*

It was early in the morning. In a dimly lit, 20 by 20 ft lavishly decorated room, there sat three people in front of a fireplace. A dark maroon couch placed directly before it where two females sat, one with their feet on the brown coffee table in front of them. Just to the right of them sat a male on his own singular couch.

They were dressed in similar colored apparel. Black shoes and pants. Yet on their upper bodies was a white long sleeve collared shirt that had a black stripe down the arms. A uniform of sorts it seemed. All three were staring at a singular depilated chest atop of the table, unopened.

After a long moment of silence that seemed to take forever to tick by someone finally yelled out.

"CUT! Scene 0 was great people! You guys were great!" The directors voice could be heard throughout the studio in where we were watching the scene on screen. Standing up from her chair, she walked over to a producer to start talking about something.

The director was young in relativity to others in the same field, since she was 37. One of the leading up and coming new blood in the industry. She always has been a part of something in the film industry since she was 24 years old in America before having to go back to India to help family. Even there she was still part of the industry. Coming back to America only four or five years ago one would think she would need some time to break out big. If it's any proof, just having her in charge of this project was credit to her work enough already. After continuing to talk for a bit, the director turned around.

"Lin! Go with the team, to explain to the extras what is happening, and get them settled in." Smiling the biggest grin that I could muster, I said, "yes ma'am."

Nodding her head in approval, she turned around to yell out to other people about something. The producer she had been speaking to turned to the tech team behind him, to give some directions.

Packing up some of necessary notes, and such, I grabbed a cup of coffee before heading out the door. The last thing I heard before leaving was the director yelling.

"Can we get them out of there, people! We need to talk vision for the next scenes!"

Closing the door shut to the room, I smiled. Just thinking about one of the female actresses playing, I shook my head.

"I'm not sure who Rin is going to love more. Me, the show, or her," laughing at the thought of the excitement of my friend, I headed over to the meeting place. This was going to be fun.