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53.A clean page opens on the slate. The title in the corner: “MyVoyage.” As Aurora speaks, the page fills with words.AURORA (CONT’D)I boarded the Excelsior onassignment. Maybe the most ambitiouswriting assignment ever given. Butthings have taken an unexpected turn.I’m not writing for The New Yorkeranymore. I’m writing for me.ELITE DECK - CORRIDOR - DAYAurora jogs in sneakers and sweats. Cabin doors flash past.AURORA (V.O.)I’ve been awake on this ship forseven days, awake far too soon...Dead end. She’s reached the aft end of the ship. She crossesa lobby and runs back the other way.AURORA (V.O.) (CONT’D)...and I might spend the rest of mylife here...Running along a promenade, Aurora reaches the forward end ofthe ship. Dead end again.AURORA (V.O.) (CONT’D)...in a little steel world fivehundred meters long.GRAND CONCOURSEJim sits at a table, a technical manual open in front of him.He looks up. Watches Aurora jog around the atrium and vanish.AURORA (V.O.)I’m not alone. Another <strong>passengers</strong>hares my fate. A mechanic named JimPreston.SWIMMING POOL - DAYThe swimming pool is a marvel: one entire wall is a windowextending from the ceiling to the bottom of the pool.Aurora enters in her HomeStead Company bathrobe. Drops therobe to reveal a bathing suit.

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