Round 3 Transcript

The dimly lit abandoned church's dusty air clings to the cast as they remain seated in stony silence after their heated exchange. Jeane Cromwell's gaze lingers on her companions, a mixture of expectation and calculation etched into her features. The silence is punctuated only by the faint creaking of old wooden pews, a reminder that time itself seems to be holding its breath as they await a final decision.