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JAJA - Storyteller

Our first video - The Virus Rain -

Produce by JAJA Script and Storytelling by Thushara Kalubowila Editing : Thushara Kalubowila Sound Design : Don Shehan Gunathilaka Translator: Roshan Thilakarathna Voice Over: Jarrett Raymond Special Thanks: Kasun Harshana

                          : Athula Jayasinghe [Freeman Production]
     	                   : Thusitha Laknath Galindawaththa
                          : Suranga Kuruppu Arachchi
                          : Dhananjaya Jayarathne

Where are we? Where are we going? Homosapiens sapiens The gone journey can be decided with the ascending smoke. An unstoppable man...! Making money clapping for others. In a blink of an eye of a brand-new day, a stranger that chills the human to the marrow raises its ugly head in such a technologically rich era. People from all walks of life from two ends, Some waiting pinning hopes either side of roads and some travel around the world. The stranger that came alive with the breath of a certain populace after their traditional dragon festival dragged thousands of lives on trolleys. Science was blown away. Terrifying the whole world, a dreadful situation arose where breath being brutal killed the man. Tears became even heavier. The world disappeared into the smoke of pyres. "An invisible weapon holder" Faster and faster. Resistance was found which could give life promising hope. A tested chemical was injected into the body and occasionally, the sense of nature was also absorbed. Silence, be careful...! The nose was sealed. Everyone was left in isolation. Faster and faster. From time to time the stranger began to form its different distortions, making the situation even worse again. The violence scattered into diverse directions. And, the hungry flames devoured the earth. Is there nothing to eat? God gives food. The leaders were beaten by the fire. The mourn of pain echoed in the prolonged silence. Hope never dies. A new hope was felt to be arising from somewhere. The warmth of freedom began to be felt through the bad patch of hardships. Groaning, the sky became cold and warmth overflowed.