Then—a violent knock echoes from inside the coffin in the very first second.
BANG. BANG. BANG.
The sound is so loud it shakes the entire hall.
Guests scream and step backward in panic.
The closed coffin begins to tremble violently.
At the front, the young rich widow in an elegant black dress freezes mid-breath. The black roses slip from her hands and fall onto the marble floor.
Her face turns pale.
Close-up: the coffin shaking harder… harder…
The old priest approaches, trembling, whispering prayers with shaking hands.
Silence suddenly drops over the room.
He slowly reaches forward and opens the coffin lid.
Creak…
Everyone holds their breath.
Inside—there is no body.
Only a phone.
It is playing a video.
On the screen: the dead billionaire husband appears, calm, staring directly into the camera.
“My killer is in this room.”
A shockwave hits the crowd. Gasps erupt everywhere.
Camera slowly pushes into the widow’s face.
Her eyes fill with tears… but also fear.
All heads in the church begin to turn… slowly… toward her.
The final sound is a rising gasp swallowed by silence.
