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The GROUNDSKEEPER (30s, flannel shirt, quiet confidence) holds her leather journal. He extends it.

He slowly kneels in front of her.

Low light. A single candle. A thin wall separates them from the main lodge. SneakySex - Lana Roy - Silent Retreat

She nods. Thanks him silently.

He doesn’t leave. He points to the meditation bell. Then to his ear. Then to her lips. The GROUNDSKEEPER (30s

Lana sits cross-legged on a woven rug. She hears a floorboard creak. She looks up. SneakySex - Lana Roy - Silent Retreat