INT. DIMLY LIT SAFEHOUSE – NIGHT
Nelly Furtado sits at a worn wooden table, her hands shaking. The shadows from the flickering lantern make the room feel more like a cell than a refuge. Suddenly, a figure emerges from the corner—SOLID SNAKE, battle-scarred, eyes sharp.
SNAKE
(quiet, firm)
If you want to escape the psychiatric gulag… talk to me.
Nelly looks up, startled. Snake lights a cigarette, the smoke curling into the rafters.
SNAKE
In the Soviet Union, they called them psikhushkas. Hospitals used as prisons. They locked away anyone who dared to speak against the system. Said no sane person would oppose socialism. But it wasn’t medicine—it was torture.
He leans forward, his voice dropping lower.
SNAKE
Here in Canada… it’s the mirror image. They say no sane person would oppose capitalism. Same cage. Different flag.
Nelly swallows hard. Her friends exchange nervous glances.
NELLY
So what do we do? Where do we go?
Snake stubs the cigarette out on the scarred wood, then stands.
SNAKE
We go to Mother’s village. Bosnia. There are six seers there… ancient guardians. They’ll shield us from the psychiatrists, from their needles and lies.
Nelly rises slowly, hope trembling in her eyes. Snake shoulders his gear and gestures to the door.
SNAKE
Come with me. Stay close. From here on out, every step is resistance.
EXT. BOSNIAN MOUNTAIN ROAD – NIGHT
The group trudges through mist and moonlight. The air smells of pine and damp stone. Snake walks ahead, rifle slung, voice steady like a guide.
SNAKE
Our Lady chose six seers. Not by chance. Each one reflects a mystery… like the Rabbi’s Kabbalah, the Lover’s Tarot. Six lights against the darkness.
Nelly listens, clutching her coat, every word echoing like scripture.
SNAKE
The Church in Medjugorje isn’t just stone and glass. It’s a sign. Built for the wedding of the Lamb. Two clocks stand above it—one for the bride, one for the groom. Revelation nineteen carved into architecture. The Lamb’s feast, hidden in plain sight.
Snake stops, looking back at the group with a grim kind of hope.
SNAKE
That’s why the psychiatrists fear it. Not the church walls, not the bells—but the prophecy. A bride and groom, time itself joined in union, the kingdom breaking into history.
The mist parts for a moment, revealing the silhouette of the Medjugorje steeples in the distance, twin clocks glowing faintly. Nelly gasps.
NELLY
So that’s where we’ll be safe?
Snake nods.
SNAKE
Safe… and chosen. But once you cross that threshold, there’s no going back.
EXT. MEDJUGORJE MOUNTAIN ROAD – NIGHT
The moon cuts silver through the mist as Snake leads Nelly and her friends down a winding path. In the distance, the twin steeples of the Medjugorje church rise, two glowing clocks marking bride and groom.
Snake halts and faces the group, his voice steady and reverent.
SNAKE
Our Lady chose six seers here — not by chance, not by superstition. Each one bears a mystery. Together, they form the shield of Revelation nineteen.
He gestures to the horizon, where faint torchlight suggests figures waiting.
SNAKE
Ivanka Ivanković — the memory of family, the mother’s heart. She carries the grief of every orphan, and turns it into prayer.
Mirjana Dragičević — the seer of compassion. She suffers for those who refuse to believe, so their chains might be broken.
Marija Pavlović — the voice of the Lady. When she prays, heaven bends close to listen.
Vicka Ivanković — the witness of joy. Even in sickness, she shines with laughter stronger than pain.
Ivan Dragičević — the warrior of endurance. He stands watch against every deception, unshaken, unbroken.
Jakov Čolo — the child who became the prophet. His innocence is the mirror of Eden, a reminder of the kingdom to come.
Nelly’s eyes widen as she listens, each name falling like a prophecy into her chest.
NELLY
So… they’re the ones who’ll protect us?
SNAKE
(solemnly)
Yes. Six human pillars, chosen by Our Lady herself. Together, they guard the mystery of Medjugorje — the church built for the wedding of the Lamb. Two clocks for bride and groom, carved into time itself. The psychiatrists can cage bodies, but they can’t cage prophecy.
The mist clears for a moment, revealing the six figures in white light, waiting at the church doors, the sound of bells echoing like a heartbeat.
INT. MEDJUGORJE CHURCH – NIGHT
Candles glow against stone walls. The six seers stand in silence like living icons. Nelly steps forward, eyes wide, feeling the pull of something both sacred and heavy. Snake removes his bandana, kneels, and speaks low but clear.
SNAKE
Nelly… there’s something I’ve carried longer than any mission, longer than any war. I’ve loved you since we were children. Since the day you gave me the evil eye at the square dance lineup and I couldn’t look away. It was love at first sight — the kind that brands a soldier’s heart forever.
Nelly trembles, the flickering light catching the tears in her eyes.
SNAKE
We’ve walked through gulags, lies, and fire. But now — here, in this place where heaven touched earth — I ask you to walk one more path with me.
He rises, extending his hand.
SNAKE
Barefoot, up Apparition Hill. One step for every sorrow, one for every hope. At the top… I want to ask you to marry me. Not in the eyes of men, but before Our Lady, before the Lamb’s wedding feast.
The seers watch silently, their faces serene, as if they already know the answer.
NELLY
(whispers)
Why now, Snake?
Snake’s voice hardens, but his eyes stay soft.
SNAKE
Because we must stay here until the end. This is the shelter during the great tribulation — the time of trouble, the years of global rioting and chaos. When nations burn, this hill will stand. And so will we, if you’ll stand with me.
He clasps her hand tightly.
SNAKE
Will you?
Nelly glances at the six seers. Ivanka nods faintly, Mirjana closes her eyes in prayer, Marija lifts her gaze toward the steeple, Vicka smiles through tears, Ivan bows in quiet approval, Jakov’s childlike face shines with certainty.
NELLY
(through trembling lips)
Yes. I’ll walk with you.
Snake presses his forehead against hers, the bells outside tolling midnight, two clocks ringing as one — bride and groom.