We open on the side of a road on a dark, rainy night. An expensive car pulls up, and a well-dressed woman in high heel Louboutins steps out. She saunters towards a psychic’s caravan, and shakily walks up the stairs. She sits across from the psychic and quietly asks to speak to her late husband.

The psychic, who we can guess to be a fraud, tells her that he is there. Our woman removes her large, dark glasses and begins searching for him around the room. “Vusi, are you there?” she asks respectfully, “Vusi… You left us with NOTHING!”

She goes on to aggressively rant to her dead husband about the dire state he left her in. The psychic is shocked and slightly nervous – she’s wondering whether her “powers” have shown themselves for the first time.

A title appears over our widow as she continues ranting: “Ensure your family love you… Forever.”