INT. DAYNE'S APARTMENT - SUNRISE
Dayne watches in amazement.
VIDEO STREAMS spiral around him, flowing from a HOLE in MEMUREXIA, he's hacked in watching it record random peoples MEMORIES live.
Sound of an ALARM bell rings bringing everything to an abrupt end.
END OPENING SONG
Digital clock flashes 06.00
Waterfall retracts dragging the AUGMENTED REALITY with it into a tiny dot.
Dayne stands alone in a dark room.
Wired and shaky he peers out the window, sunlight streams in revealing a tiny art deco apartment and unpacked boxes.
He fumbles around, scratching through the clutter on his desk; old modems, scattered hi tech paraphernalia, under a pile of mobile phones he retrieves a silver chain and crucifix, slips it around his neck and stumbles to the bathroom.
Pale, blood shot eyes stare back at him in the mirror, his right hand on the glass, the mirror comes alive with his personal biometric data.
Heart rate 130. Elevated. His SLEEP LOG dangerously low, 2 hours and 3 minutes in the last 48 hours.
Warning symbol flashes red next to PROHIBITED activities:
All except emergency online activity.
Fuck you too.
Splashes water onto the mirror and his face.
T-shirt branded SMART in big bold letters, slips over his head changing into a retro PUNK ROCKER design, he grabs a mobile phone, a back pack and inserts wireless earbuds.
Music drowns out the sound of the front door slamming.