Title: The Curse of Number 2 FADE IN: INT. A DARK ROOM - NIGHT We see a group of people sitting around a small table, each holding a deck of cards in their hands. They seem to be playing a game of cards. As the game progresses, we notice that one of the players - LUCAS - seems to be taking an unusual interest in the number 2. LUCAS: (whispers to himself) Two cards left. One of them has to be a two. Suddenly, one of the players, JENNY, lays down a two of hearts, causing Lucas to jump with excitement. LUCAS: (whispers to himself) Yes! The curse of number 2 is working. The other players look at Lucas in confusion. ASHLEY: What curse of number 2 are you talking about? LUCAS: You don't know? Whenever the number 2 appears, something terrible happens. It's been happening to me for weeks now. JENNY: (laughs) That's ridiculous. It's just a coincidence. LUCAS: (frustrated) No, it's not. The other day, I accidentally spilled water on my computer and lost all my work. The only thing left on the screen was the number 2. ASHLEY: (sarcastically) Wow, that's scary. I dropped my phone yesterday, and the only thing that survived was the number 2. LUCAS: (skeptical) You guys don't understand. The curse of number 2 is real. And it's coming for you. Suddenly, the lights go out, and a loud crash is heard. The players scream in fear. JENNY: (panic-stricken) What was that?! LUCAS: (terrified) The curse... it's here. The group quickly turns on their flashlights and sees a picture frame lying on the floor, with shards of glass scattered around it. But what catches their eye is the number 2 printed on the photo. JENNY: (whispers) This can't be real. LUCAS: (shaken) I told you. The curse is real. ASHLEY: (firmly) No, it's not. It's just your imagination playing tricks on you. As the group continues to argue, a shadowy figure appears behind them. They turn around in terror, only to see a man in a black hood standing there holding a deck of cards. MAN IN BLACK HOOD: (sinisterly) Are you ready for the game? The group looks at each other, feeling a sense of dread. FADE OUT. THE END.