Jack explodes into the nursery. Mary’s not there. He moves
up to the crib. The baby’s okay, thank God, though he’s
bawling, inconsolable. Jack holds Sam, confounded--
JACK
Mary...?
Jack is about to exit the room, to search for his wife, when
he stops. Sensing something. He turns back, noticing--
INSIDE THE CRIB. Plink. A dime of crimson red appears on
the Sesame Street mattress. Plink. Then another. Another.
They’re drops. Drops coming from above.
Jack looks up at the ceiling. His face twists into equal
parts anguish and terror.
JACK
...no...oh my God no...
ON THE CEILING. MARY. Impossibly splayed out, as if it were
the floor. Eyes wide open, glassy. Dead.
Here we have jack 'bursting' into Sams nursery.
Here we have an establishing shot of the nursery.
We go to jack who is comforting a crying sam.
Jack notices the pink droplets on the crib.
He looks up to see his lifeless wife's body suspended on the ceiling.
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