Maya: Look up at the ceiling, Victoria. Your presentation is starting.
Victoria: What did you do? What is happening up there?
A wide shot static view showed a giant projector screen lowering from the ceiling of the elegant ballroom beneath crystal chandeliers and an American flag[cite: 1].
A sharp mechanical hum of the projector motor echoed across the silent room[cite: 1].
Arthur: Stop that machine immediately! Cut the main power breakers to the AV booth!
Technician: We can't access the breakers, Mr. Sterling! The software has been overridden remotely!
Victoria: Someone tackle that girl and smash her phone into pieces!
Security guards rushed forward, but a team of federal marshals stepped out from the side exits, blocking their path.
Lead Marshal: Stay back! Federal law enforcement has secured this entire facility.
Arthur: You can't do this! We are major donors to the police commissioner's reelection campaign!
Lead Marshal: The police commissioner is currently answering questions down at the federal district office.
Victoria's face turned completely pale as she stared up at the blank white canvas unfurling above the dance floor.
Victoria: Arthur, do something! Don't just stand there like a statue!
Arthur: I am trying to think of a legal injunction, but our lawyers aren't answering their phones.
Maya: Because their phones were confiscated during morning raids at the downtown corporate offices.
The white projector screen flickered to life, bathing the entire ballroom in a bright, unforgiving digital glow.
Can the Sterling family survive the public humiliation about to unfold on the giant screen?
Victoria: This is a digital forgery! Artificial intelligence generated video clips!
Maya: It's unedited 4K footage straight from the security dome right above your head.