The medical team from the crew rushed to the scene to assist, their urgency matched only by the grim determination etched on their faces. Director Smith's eyes bore into Rose, demanding answers amidst the chaos that engulfed them.
"Rose, what in the hell happened here?" he demanded, his voice a mixture of frustration and concern.
Rose, her hands trembling uncontrollably, struggled to find the words to explain the horrifying ordeal. "She started screaming after a few minutes of putting on foundation," she finally managed to articulate, her voice barely above a whisper. "I don't know what went wrong."
Director Smith's jaw tightened with unease as he processed the gravity of the situation. "Are you using expired foundation?" he pressed, his tone sharp with urgency.
"No, sir," Rose responded quickly, her eyes wide with fear. "This is the foundation she gave me. She said she preferred this one on her face."
