EXT. ABANDONED WAREHOUSE - NIGHT

The warehouse stands alone in the dark, with only the moonlight peeking through the broken windows.

JACK

yelling

Hand it over now!

Jack, a rugged and determined man, stands in front of a group of people. His eyes are fixed on a young man, who is clearly terrified.

YOUNG MAN

I-I don't have it anymore. I swear.

The young man holds his hands up in surrender, but Jack is not convinced.

JACK

Don't lie to me. We both know what you did.

The tension in the air is thick. The other people watch on, unsure of what to do.

JACK

You had one job, and you messed it up. Now, hand it over before I have to make you.

The young man's eyes dart around, looking for an escape. But Jack and his group have him surrounded.

YOUNG MAN

Please, I-I can fix this. Just give me one more chance.

JACK

No more chances. You knew what was at stake.

Jack takes a step forward, his hand reaching for something in his pocket.

JACK

Now, hand it over. Or things are going to get ugly.

The young man's face pales as he realizes Jack means business. He slowly reaches into his pocket and pulls out a small object, handing it over to Jack.

Jack looks at the object in his hand, disappointment written all over his face.

JACK

You're out of the game. Don't let me catch you here again.

Jack and his group leave, leaving the young man alone and defeated in the abandoned warehouse.

YOUNG MAN

(to himself)

What have I done?