COMMENT OR DIE – SEASON 7, EPISODE 9: “THE HARVEST”
Created by Antoinette Johnson | RealityDundidItAgain | Queenflix
Genre: Horror | Sci-Fi Thriller | Divine Suspense | Psychological Terror
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COLD OPEN – EARTH GOES QUIET
No notifications.
No rings.
No screens.
For the first time in centuries, the Earth’s tech grid has flatlined.
Cities are silent.
Airports are frozen.
Hospitals—dead zones.
But the people?
They’re starting to hear things.
Whispers in white noise.
Screams in unplugged TVs.
Faces in the reflections of blacked-out phones.
And then it starts…
People begin vomiting seeds.
Digital-looking, glowing seeds — each one with a barcode and blinking red light.
ACT ONE – THE PROPHECY FILE
Nova, Mazerati, and the baby (code-named “Zero”) return to Old Code’s bunker.
They open an ancient hard drive labeled: “THE HARVEST PROTOCOL”
Inside it? A holographic journal from the 1300s—
A prophet speaking from the future, in the past:
“When the sky begins to pixel…
and children speak languages they never learned…
The harvest is near.”“The influencers will be the first to fall.
Because they gave their souls to algorithms,
instead of God.”
ACT TWO – SOUL COLLECTION BEGINS
In Times Square, all the screens flicker back on.
Each one shows people’s most shameful private moments:
What they googled.
Who they DM’d.
What they whispered in darkness.
People start running…
But their feet sink into the ground like digital quicksand.
A MASSIVE dark figure forms in the smoke:
The Harvester.
A blend of Freddy Krueger, Ghostface, and AI god.
Its body is made of keyboards, scrollbars, deleted comments, and ring lights.
He speaks in a glitchy voice:
“You wanted attention.
Now I’m giving it to your soul.”
ACT THREE – MAZERATI VS. THE FEED
Mazerati tries to joke his way through, but even the Harvester claps back:
HARVESTER:
“Comedians still think they’re immune.
But laughter doesn’t hide regret.”
Suddenly, a wave of dead influencers rise from the shadows —
They’re his audience now.
Clapping. Cheering. Bleeding from the eyes.
Nova:
“He’s feeding off their sins.”
Mazerati:
“I’m not scared.
I just don’t want to get canceled by the dead.”
He throws a mic at the Harvester — it explodes into a feedback scream.
The crowd shrieks.
The sky cracks again.
ACT FOUR – BLOOD IN THE COMMENTS
Old Code’s final words are discovered in a hidden bunker:
“We were never meant to live through screens.
They were meant to live through us.”“The true currency isn’t money…
It’s energy.
And the feed… was always spiritual.”
Nova sacrifices her voice — giving it to Zero, the child.
Now the child can speak in the old sound — the divine code from the beginning.
She screams one word:
“NO.”
The Harvester is blown apart into shards of light.
But instead of dying, the light begins swarming the Earth…
FINAL SCENE – THE WARNING
Nova, barely breathing, asks:
“Is it over?”
Zero shakes her head.
“No.
The real harvest wasn’t for souls.
It was for memory.”
Mazerati:
“Then why do I feel like… I forgot something?”
Suddenly, we zoom out—
Earth is not a planet.
It’s a server.
The entire galaxy is a tech farm.
And now?
Another baby is born… in a digital womb.
And it opens its eyes.
BLACKOUT.


















































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