Emma’s brother lies in a coma. Monitors flatline – then spike.

The nurse points to Jake’s chart:

Emma realizes: Death is closing a loop. You can’t outrun what’s already inside you.

A black screen. A whisper:

The mirror cracks. Blood seeps from the edges.

Beat.

Emma watches a coroner open her grandmother’s body bag.

“I see dead people.”

SOUND of a slow, distorted heartbeat. Faint static crackle.

Then – a loud and a scream cut short.

Emma stands in the grandmother’s old house. A mirror shows her reflection – but the reflection smiles first, then :

The floor collapses. Shoppers scream. A burning Christmas tree crushes a family.