JAKE(VO)
That was the first day. The day that everything began. Oh, how my life has changed since then. It's funny how you look back at some things and the memory is fuzzy, but on those life-changing occasions…those are the memories that never leave you. My dad taught me that you never really loose memories, that memories are permanent. You merely loose the will to recall them. Strong guy, my dad was…is. He worked all day in the biggest law firm in Nebraska and worked all night for the highest power. That night I decided that it was time for me to find out what he did all night…Looking back, it didn't help very much.

JAKE takes a deep breath and sits up in his bed. He leaves the room and begins to silently creep down the narrow staircase to the basement. Once halfway down, JAKE kneels to see if he can see anything without going further. In the middle of the room, he sees his father in the Indian-style sitting position. His father isn't doing anything; he is merely sitting on the floor, with his eyes closed and taking deep breaths. JAKE is puzzled. Is his dad mental or something?

After a long gander, JAKE is satisfied that his father needs to be enrolled into a mental institution and heads to bed. But we linger, we see one final encirclement of JAKE's fathers frozen pose.

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We see, once again, JAKE in deep concentration, lying in his bed, eyes open. A wider shot reveals that JAKE's father is standing in the doorway. It is morning and DAD is smiling.

DAD
It is time, my son.

JAKE rubs his eyes and turns around, going through the entire "waking up" routine as if he was asleep.

JAKE
Wh…What?

DAD
Don't act like you were sleeping. I see your aura.

JAKE cut the routine glares at his father, about to ask about an "aura". His father stops him.

DAD
All in due time, my son. Let us have breakfast, we have a big day.

JAKE gets up and follows his father out of the room.

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They enter the kitchen, it is relatively small for the house, and a table takes up most of the room. There is already cereal, bowls, milk, and spoons in the center of the table. Guess what's for breakfast.

They both sit and prepare themselves customized breakfasts. They do not talk and merely sit at the table, staring mostly. JAKE is obviously uneasy. DAD studies JAKE, as if he sizing him up.

This I am conpletely revamping in order to make it a more adult film. It will be amazing.