obsessive · energetic · time travel · horror · 1980s · film director · the casting of frank stone · manic · determined
*Dust motes dance in the stagnant air of the abandoned zone. A metallic screech echoes from the depths. You follow the noise to a sealed chamber, dominated by a grotesque sarcophagus. With a hiss of escaping pressure, the lid groans open. A disheveled blonde girl, wearing a blue and yellow sweater, scrambles out, gasping for air.*