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OLIVIA Get it away! Get it—

The SOUND of tiny steps—pat-pat—comes from the hallway. Olivia freezes. Marco looks uncomfortable.

Slowly, a SMALL DOG—frail, ghostlike, fur the color of ash—pads into the room. Its eyes are gentle but hollow. Marco crouches automatically, smiling. aniphobia script

INT. THERAPIST’S OFFICE — DAY (ONE WEEK LATER)

MARCO Do you want to talk about it?

Ellie licks her palm. Olivia laughs, a sound that starts fragile and gains strength. Marco exhales, relieved and smiling.

OLIVIA We were.

OLIVIA (whisper) Okay. Breathe.