CHATBOT: INT. BACKALLEY - TOKYO - DAY Freddie Xavier, an 18-year-old, suddenly jolts awake. He blinks heavily, trying to shake off the grogginess. Confused, he looks around to find himself in a cramped, grimy backalley surrounded by unfamiliar signs in Japanese. Panic sets in as the realization hits him. FREDDIE (disoriented) Wha... Where am I? What the...? Freddie pushes himself up, his heart pounding in his chest. He dusts off his jeans and looks at the scene around him. The bustling city streets of Tokyo tower over him, and he feels a wave of anxiety wash over him. FREDDIE (to himself) What happened? I was just taking a quick nap... A young Japanese WOMAN, YUKI, notices Freddie and approaches him with concern on her face. YUKI (in Japanese, subtitled) Are you okay? You seem lost. Freddie stares at Yuki startled, not understanding a word she says, but desperate for answers. FREDDIE (confused) Um, English? Do you speak English? Yuki hesitates for a moment, then switches to broken English, trying her best to communicate. YUKI Yes. English... Little. Here... Tokyo. Freddie's eyes widen in disbelief. He runs a hand through his hair, still struggling to comprehend what she just said. FREDDIE (stammering) But... I was in Los Angeles. Just a few hours ago. I don't understand... How did I...? Yuki looks sympathetically at Freddie, realizing his confusion and fear. YUKI (excited but compassionate) You... two years. Big sleep. Los Angeles... far away. Freddie's mouth hangs open in shock. He takes a step back, his mind racing to process what he just heard. FREDDIE (trembling) Two... Two years? This can't be real. This has to be some kind of nightmare. Yuki shakes her head, attempting to assure Freddie. YUKI No nightmare... It is real. Maybe... big mistake? Freddie's mind starts to piece together fragments of memories, the lost time suddenly making sense. FREDDIE (in disbelief) Oh my god... I was in some kind of coma? Two whole years? Yuki nods gently, her eyes showing understanding and compassion. YUKI I... understand. Hard. Confusing. Freddie takes a deep breath, his shock gradually giving way to determination. FREDDIE (resolute) I need to figure this out. I need to find out what happened to me and get back home. Yuki smiles, comforted by Freddie's newfound determination. YUKI (optimistically) I help. I show you... way home? Freddie offers a grateful smile as he prepares himself for the unexpected journey ahead. FREDDIE Thank you, Yuki. That means a lot. They exchange a br...

CHATBOT: INT. FREDDIE'S FAMILY HOME - LIVING ROOM - DAY Freddie stands hesitantly at the threshold, clutching his backpack tightly as he gazes at the once-familiar surroundings of his family home. The room is dimly lit, scattered with dust-covered furniture, and an eerie silence hangs in the air. His heart races, uncertain of what awaits him. Freddie takes a tentative step further into the living room, his eyes scanning the surroundings. Suddenly, a door creaks open, and Annie, Freddie's older sister, emerges from the darkness. Her disheveled appearance and wild eyes send a shiver down Freddie's spine. ANNIE (whispering to herself) No, no, no... This can't be real. He's gone, he's gone... Annie's voice is strained, her words barely coherent as she moves towards Freddie, her gaze fixed on him. FREDDIE Annie, it's me. It's really me, Freddie. I'm here. I'm alive. Annie's eyes widen with disbelief and terror. She takes a few steps back, trembling, refusing to accept the sight before her. ANNIE (hysterically) You can't be real! You're just a trick! A trick of the Devil! Get away from me! Frantically, Annie reaches into her pocket and pulls out a small pistol, pointing it tremblingly at Freddie. Her grip on reality seems to be unraveling. FREDDIE (voice shaking) Annie, please, put the gun down. I'm not the enemy. I'm your brother. Annie's face contorts with anguish and paranoia. She mutters incomprehensible words under her breath, her grip on the gun tightening. Tears stream down Freddie's face as he realizes the depths of her anguish. ANNIE (hysterically) I won't let Satan deceive me! I won't let him take you! I'll protect you! Freddie inches forward slowly, trying to calm Annie down, but her unstable state continues to escalate. FREDDIE (desperately) Annie, please, you're not well. We can get through this together. I'm real, I promise you. Suddenly, Annie's expression shifts, her wild eyes soften for a moment of vulnerability. ANNIE (tearfully) Freddie...? Is it really you? Freddie nods, hope flickering in his eyes. But just as quickly as it appeared, the vulnerability fades and Annie's gaze hardens again. ANNIE (angry) Stop lying! You're not him! My Freddie would never leave me alone like this! With an erratic quickness, Annie pulls the trigger. The gunshot pierces the air, and Freddie instinctively ducks for cover behind nearby furniture. Freddie yells out, his voice laced with desperation and fear. FREDDIE (screaming) Annie, stop! Listen to me, please! The room fil...