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Mark looks around, panting heavily. One by one, the office- dwellers notice him and stop, shocked. MARK I’m being held here. I’m being held against my will. He glances up. Near the high ceiling is a small window, behind which is a hallway. A thin, BALD MAN stands at the window, watching the commotion. A plump SECURITY GUARD approaches Mark. SECURITY GUARD Sir, I’d be happy to escort you to your workspace- Mark turns and runs, knocking over the Security Guard. He runs into the maze of cubicles, nearly tripping over the tangle of computer wires that populate the floor, as workers dive out of his way. He hears footsteps approach from around a corner. He ducks behind a copy machine. A line of GUARDS run past. Looking up, Mark spies an exit sign, but no path through the cubicles. With a running start, Mark leaps onto a table and over one of the walls. He crashes down atop a table on the other side. Seeing the exit, Mark breaks into a run. INT. STAIRWELL. DAY. Mark bursts through the stairwell door and runs down the stairs, tripping over his feet as he goes. Spinning around on a middle landing, he comes face to face with HELLY RIGGS, 19, small but quietly fierce. She smirks. HELLY First day? Mark scoots around her and continues down the stairs.
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