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Late at night, the hospital fades from the bustle of daytime -- only the faint glow of the overhead lights in the corridors flickers through the darkness, wrapped in a piercing silence. Ella, a 20-year-old Western female nurse, stands alone in the monitoring room, wearing a crisp white nurse's uniform. Her fingers glide across the screen as she conducts her routine check of the real-time feeds from each ward. Her gaze flicks to the empty ward, and suddenly, she freezes. The room has long since been emptied -- but on the monitor, a blurry dark figure is moving slowly. She frowns, zooms in on the screen, and stares intently; the figure gradually becomes clearer: it is hunched over, pacing back and forth around the hospital bed in the center of the ward, the hem of its dress brushing faintly against the edge of the bed. The sight is unsettling enough to send a chill through her. "That can't be..." Ella murmurs under her breath, clenching the flashlight in her hand. She decides to investigate the empty ward in person. Pushing open the monitoring room door, a cold gust of air hits her face. Her footsteps echo as she walks through the dim corridors, each step landing like a beat against the silence. She pushes the empty ward's door open gently -- inside, the room is bare, filled only with the smell of disinfectant. The hospital bed is neatly made as always, and there is no sign of anyone hiding in the corners. made as always, and there is no sign of anyone hiding in the corners. Just as she lets out a breath of relief and turns to leave, a sharp squeak suddenly cuts through the silence -- the door behind her slams shut by itself! Ella's heart lurches. She scrambles to yank the door handle, but no matter how hard she pulls, the door won't budge an inch, as if welded shut. "person" wearing an identical white nurse's uniform -- with a side profile identical to Ella's -- sits in Ella's former seat. Her finger glides slowly over the monitor showing the empty ward, and a faint, almost imperceptible smile tugs at the corner of her mouth.*This entry is participating in the ReelShort Reel Vertical Impact contest

In a sun-scorched desert where the law is as relentless as the heat, a lone biker known only as The Nomad rides the empty highways, trailed by the shadow of a vulture. Passing through hostile towns and tense standoffs, his journey seems aimless until a single bullet reveals his true purpose*This entry is participating in the ReelShort Reel Vertical Impact contest

Left home alone, Chloe and Rowan think it's just another quiet night. But one knock at the door changes everything...all in 90 seconds. *This entry is participating in the ReelShort Reel Vertical Impact contest

This is no ordinary escape room. This is an experience. *This entry is participating in the ReelShort Reel Vertical Impact contest

A tired warehouse worker wakes to his phone alarm on a dark, stormy morning. Rain pounds the window as he struggles to get out of bed. His coworker texts that the sick time policy just changed, then asks if he is coming in. The worker replies, "Nah, you are good without me," and gets a simple "Bruh" back. In his mind, the warehouse is falling apart. Conveyor belts jam, boxes crash to the floor, shelves collapse, and water drips from the ceiling. It is chaos. Then he blinks and it is gone. The warehouse is fine, coworkers are working, and nothing is wrong. The destruction was only a daydream to break up the monotony of the day. A quick, relatable story about burnout, quiet acts of rebellion, and the humor in imagining the place collapsing without you.*This entry is participating in the ReelShort Reel Vertical Impact contest

a war is coming.*This entry is participating in the ReelShort Reel Vertical Impact contest

Awake or asleep, she is never alone, something follows her.*This entry is participating in the ReelShort Reel Vertical Impact contest

It's time for a change.*This entry is participating in the ReelShort Reel Vertical Impact contest

When a mysterious late-night broadcast returns to the air, anyone who listens could be the next victim. As violence spreads through the neon-lit city, paranoia and obsession begin to spiral. Blending psychological tension with cyberpunk mystery, Midnight Radio blurs fear and fascination, pulling you deeper until you can't get out. Are you a listener, or are you the victim?*This entry is participating in the ReelShort Reel Vertical Impact contest

A woman wakes up in a deserted forest with no recollection of how she got there. As she tries to escape, she's confronted with her disturbing reality. *This entry is participating in the ReelShort Reel Vertical Impact contest

Cracks in reality begin to form as an actor obsesses over his audition tape.*This entry is participating in the ReelShort Reel Vertical Impact contest