synopsis draft 2

Day 1               

John Smith wakes up staring up at the ceiling, his eyes are only slightly open, his eyes have bags, he stares blankly at the ceiling. He turns off his alarm. He opens the cabnet and grabs the toothpaste. He stares blankly at himself in the mirror as she brushes his teeth. John puts a slice of bread in the toaster as he finishes putting on his tie. John leaves his home with the slice of toast in his mouth. John finishes the toast as he walks up to the train station, he buys a ticket and waits at the train station. John sits alone in the train staring blankly at the seat in front of him. John walks out of the train station, he enters the office and sits at his desk. He starts to do his work, an older looking man walks up to Johns desk and drops a large amount of documents on his desk, john turns and looks at the man which is his boss and then the large amount of paper on the desk, he drops his head on the desk. Time has visibly passed, the lighting is darker and there are less employees  John turns off the computer and leaves the office. He boards the train. John opens the door to his home. John lays motionlessly in bed staring at the ceiling.

Day 2

John is staring at the ceiling the alarm is ringing, he ignores it. He looks at the mirror whilst brushing his teeth, his eyes are bloodshot, his skin looks grey. He puts his tie on and looks at himself again blankly. He grabs the piece of toast and heads for the front door. He boards the train. He stares blankly at the outside world as he passes it by. He gets off the train. He enters the  huigk

John Smith wakes up staring up at the ceiling, his eyes are only slightly open but are visibly bloodshot and his eyes have bags, he looks dead. He looks motionlessly at the ceiling for a couple of seconds then diverts his eyes to his phone which is on the floor next to his bed. He slowly gets up and turns on the phone to show the time, 7:00AM. He looks blankly at the phones screen squinting his eyes due to the brightness of the screen, he throws the phone on the bed and stands up and slowly walks out of the room treading over all of the mess. He enters the bathroom and looks at himself in the mirror, he notices how bloodshot his eyes are and pulls his eyelid down and looks closely at his eye in the mirror. He turns around and walks towards the shower, he turns on the tap and enters the shower. The hot water hits his face as he stands motionlessly in the shower, he steps out of the shower right foot first on to the towel and his left foot follows, he stares at himself in the now steamed up mirror. He leaves the bathroom and enters the bedroom once again and begins to get dressed. He does the top button on his shirt and correctly does his tie in a neat fashion. He picks up his briefcase and his phone. He goes to the kitchen. The sink is full of dirty plates and cups. He puts two pieces of bread in the toaster. He boils the kettle and gets a mug out of the cupboard. He pours coffee in to the mug and waits for the water to boil. Behind John the toaster starts to smoke, John pours the boiled water in to the mug. He turns around, mug in hand. “Shit”. He rushes to the toaster and quickly pulls out the two black burnt pieces of toast. He stands at the counter eating his burnt toast and his black coffee, straight faced and looking directly forward. John checks his phone, 7:44AM. John places the plate and mug in the sink and exits the kitchen. He walks to the front door and puts on his shoes and opens the front door. He checks his phone one final time, 7:45AM.

John walks down the street gripping his brifecase, he checks his phone, 7:55AM. He starts to walk faster. John continues to walk down the streets turning at the end of each street. John enters the train station and buys a ticket from the machine. John stands blankly forward at the edge of the platform. The train arrives and John gets on the train. John sits in silence on the train for the whole journey just staring blankly at the seat in front of him. He gets of the train and leaves the station. John checks his phone as he leaves the station, 8:20AM. John enters the building, the receptionist looks up at John, “Hi, John. How was your weekend?”. John stops walking, looks at the receptionist and replies, “it was alright, thanks for asking”. John walks up the stairs and enters the office. He walks past a few other workers who are talking about what they did on the weekend. They look at John as he passes and stop talking. John sits down at his desk and turns on his computer. He stares at the windows logo blankly as the computer slowly turns on, he looks at himself in the reflection of the screen as it turns black for a few seconds. He starts to do his work. Time passes as John gets on with his work, his eyes stare blankly at the screen without blinking, 11:00AM. John continues typing away, 13:24AM. A man walks up behind John with a stack of papers in his hands, he drops the work on John’s desk. John stops typing and looks up at the man, it is his boss. The two men stare at each other for a few seconds until his boss turns around and walks away. John looks at the work that has been left at his desk, he frowns and drops his head to the desk.

John looks at the time on the monitor of his screen, 5:57AM. He turns off the computer and picks up his briefcase and walks out of the office. He walks past the receptionist, he doesn’t hear what she says and walks out of the building whilst only walking straight and without blinking. John walks to the train station and boards the train.

Day 5

John opens his eyes slowly, he stares blankly for a few seconds, his eyes are extremely bloodshot. He

starts the cycle again but is much slower, he stands up and starts to pick up the clothes from the

previous day and put them back on. He goes to the mirror and looks at himself like usual, he looks

disgusted at what is looking back at him. Bloodshot eyes, large dark circles around eyes, messy facial

hair and messy hair. He looks at the time on his phone and leaves his home. John walks the usual

route to the local train station (passes the same houses, shops etc). John reaches the train station as

usual and goes to buy his ticket at the machine. He types out the first few letters of the train station

next to his work, he clicks one adult ticket and goes to click buy but before his finger hits buy he

takes a long pause. He takes his hand away from the machine but then brings it back and buys the

ticket. He walks to the correct platform and waits for the train. His feet are past the yellow lines at

the edge of the platform, he stares blankly straightforward till the train comes. The train blocks the

view of John, people get off the train and everyone who was waiting at the platform board the train.

The train then starts up and starts to move, one person is left at the platform, John. He stands frozen

for a few seconds but then he turns and walks to the other side of the platform leaving his briefcase

and gets on a different train. John sits down on the train and stares out of the window; the urban

areas start to disappear and are replaced with more scenic views of endless green fields. The train

passes multiple stations until John gets up and exits the train, the train station is deserted with not a

single trace of human existence around apart from John. He leaves the station and looks in both

directions before deciding which way to walk. As he walks, his phone starts to ring, he looks at the

screen and sees it is his boss. He declines the call and then turns his phone off. He leaves the

pavement and starts to walk up a hill. He continues to walk up the hill until he suddenly stops turns

and looks around at the places around him. He sits on the grass, takes of his jacket and puts it on the

grass behind him and lays his head on it. He smiles and closes his eyes. Everything starts to fade to

black which is then disrupted by the noise of john’s alarm. John wakes up and stares at his ceiling for

a few seconds and then picks up his phone and looks at the time. The screen shows the day,

Monday. John throws the phone and lays back in bed staring blankly at the ceiling.