CRYPTIC PHENIX
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My name is Phenix. I started my writing journey in 2015. I’ve written serval screenplays that I produced and directed into short films. I love storytelling and what it can do to the public’s perception on things.
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Tech The New Trap
Los Angeles, 1982. It is a surprisingly quiet night on the streets of Mitch’s neighborhood. All of the children had gone in for the night and he spotted only a few adults hanging out on their front porch from the usual several. He nodded at the group, did a routine quick survey of the yard as he often did when coming and going, unlocked the front door, and continued inside holding two black duffel bags. He proceeds down the hall with both bags in hand, drops one bag off inside one room, closes the door, and, then, takes the other to the kitchen. Inside the kitchen he’s met by eight unclothed women wearing masks and gloves cooking cocaine. The women raise their eyes to meet Mitch’s in acknowledgement, he returns their glance, then moves to survey the cocaine. He opens the bag, removes a bottle, and drops a yellow liquid into the pot declaring softly, “This should make it last longer.” He doesn’t wait for a response from the women, walks out the kitchen leaving the bag, and continues down the hall.
By CRYPTIC PHENIX5 years ago in Criminal
