Gunfire roars. Bodies fall. John Wick rounds a corner. A CHILD stands in the hallway, calm in pajamas. Unafraid.
John Wick: What... are you doing here?
A thug charges from behind, gun raised
BANG! Wick fires. The thug drops, lifeless, beside the child.
John stares, unsettled. The child sips from a juice box, unfazed.
John Wick: You’re not... scared?
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