FADE IN: two at lunch.
She: It’s like the texture of smoke.
She: You can see smoke even though it’s translucent.
She: That’s how it felt. It’s there but not.
He: Dark but translucent.
She: Uh-huh. I guess that’s progress, right?
He: I would say. It was way worse before…
She: I know… I still feel the darkness, though.
He: I’m sure that doesn’t go away. I mean, not right away.
She: It can get scary.
He: So, why don’t you call me?
She: I wanted to but for some reason, I couldn’t.
She: Weird how that happens; we’re mute but screaming for help.
He: I get it.