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Joe smiles softly. That boyish, bookish smile.

JOE GOLDBERG (40s, disheveled but eerily calm) sits in a plastic chair. His hands are uncuffed. That’s the first sign something is wrong. On the table is a leather-bound journal—his. And a single key. you s04 h255

MARIENNE: “What’s that for?”

The room is sterile. White walls, a single metal table bolted to the floor, a flickering fluorescent light. It smells of bleach and regret. Joe smiles softly

Marienne stares at the key in her palm. Then at the empty chair. Slowly, she walks to the far wall, presses a hidden panel, and reveals a steel door she didn’t know was there. His hands are uncuffed

JOE: “I’m going to write an ending. For real this time. No stalking. No murder. Just… words on a page. And then I’m going to hand this journal to the detective outside. Page 255 is the confession. All of it. From Beck to Love to Rhys.”

JOE: “It’s yours. The cage is still there. The new one. Deeper. It has a door now—one that locks from the outside . You put the key in, turn it, and walk away. No one goes in. No one ever has to be trapped again.”