**SCREENPLAY: WHISPERS OF THE TWELVE** **FADE IN:** **EXT. MYSTICAL FOREST – TWILIGHT** The ai...

**SCREENPLAY: WHISPERS OF THE TWELVE** **FADE IN:** **EXT. MYSTICAL FOREST – TWILIGHT** The air is thick, sweet with decay and magic. The trees don’t just stand; they *lean*, ancient sentinels with bark like wrinkled skin. Shadows don’t follow light—they move with purpose. I, ZELO (17), in my polished ceremonial armour, feel a fool. My confidence is a brittle shell. I took a dare, a bet to prove my bravery. Now, the forest is swallowing the sound of my own breath. A soft LAUGHTER, like dry