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A Life Robbed

Title:                                      A Life Robbed
                 A snippet from my life, altered the ending part though.

Synopsis:

A person reads the newspaper article of a death he witnessed. The article states that an unidentified dead body by the side road extension of a playground has been found. The actual situation is being portrayed in the film in 2 person perceptive, one of the victim himself and the second of the witness.
The plot is inspired from the real life of the writer.

Treatment:

Ryan is a calm person who just involves in his day-to-day activities. One day, after visiting to his friends’, Ryan was returning back to his apartment. He was walking through a narrow unused uninhabited shortcut road playing music on his phone and listening through headphones. On reaching a narrow curved uninhabited location, 2 persons corner him to the side on a scooter. One from them pointed a small sword at him at his throat asking for everything he had with him. Ryan a little tensed did not move but just opened his hands blank. The second person from the scooter came over to and started searching Ryan and took the mobile phone, headset and watch and two ATM cards from him. The second person then left off and started the scooter. The person with the knife took Ryan by his collars and moved to the scooter where he stabbed him on his head and flew away on the scooter. Ryan drops to the floor unconscious and opens his eyes to see blood drops drooling to the road. He fights to get up and reach for help, but with no luck faints back to the road where he breaths his last.

All this was witnessed by another person hiding by the corner of the curve who is reading the newspaper article about the incident the next day.
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