EXT. THE WOODS - DAY
The woods. The setting sun peaks through endless rows of pines trees.
Wind blows through the trees, shaking pine needles away from their branches dropping like snow on a body lying on the forest floor.
The body suddenly comes to life, opening his eyes carefully. He immediately closes them, rubbing them with his hands, as if they were something he'd never used before.
The man, WILL DENOVAN, wildly looks around the forest for anything familiar. He looks at his clothes, feels his face... nothing feels normal.
Everything about his appearance is wild and disordered. His hair and beard are overgrown. His clothing is worn and thin, he's clearly been through an ordeal. Though no blood is obvious on his body or stained on his clothes his clothing is torn in a few places.
Will tries to stand, but stumbles. He catches himself on the nearest tree. Leaning on it, he is able to stand.
Pushing off the tree, he tilts his head to the side, shocked to notice every tree is standing symmetrically in a perfect row. It's an endless wood on all sides forming huge columns into the horizon line.
He tries to cry out, but is unable to at first, as if he hadn't had water in days. After many attempts he is finally able to make a sound.
The "hello" echoes across the empty forest.
Hello?! Is anyone out there? ... Hello?
Discouraged, Will tries to move from the clearing, stumbling around at first. After a few falters, Will is able to regain his bearings. He picks a direction and begins to walk in it.