Silas's POV
I dragged that fake corpse there, then looked around to see if anyone was following me. Once I was sure, I resumed digging the hole—it was already dug, I just needed to dig slightly more.
Once the grave-like hole was ready, I pushed the corpse inside and covered it with soil.
"Bastard, this is what you get for messing with my loved ones."
I spat into the hole, but just as I turned around to leave, my foot slipped, and before I knew it, I fell into the hole myself.
"CUT!"
Director Wang shouted loudly, and everyone rushed toward me.
"Are you okay?"
I stood up on my own, refusing anyone's help. Just then, Lysander arrived.
"Silas, you're fine, right?"
"Of course, I'm fine." But in my mind, I was worried—what if Director Wang scolded me for not getting it right on the first take?
As if on cue, Director Wang walked toward me.
"Silas, you're okay, right?"