Row 1
Box 1 Pete walks down a cobble stone
street in one of the older areas of town. The light of the sun is
slowly setting in the distance. All of the light clearly looks wrong
and in this case the sun is a white circle in a black back ground
with edges of black against the horizon.
Box 2 Pete spots some trolls in the
distance, unseen by nearby cops. He smiles. There is a municipal
park in the background with some shops on the far side out of focus.
Pete: Ah! Some of Sluice’s people.
Maybe they can help me.
Box 3 Pete walks up totally unseen to
the trolls who have begun talking to each other.
Row 2
Box 1 Pete waves to one of the trolls.
The trolls do not see him. Meanwhile, a pigeon lands unseen on one
of the shoulders of the trolls.
Pete: Hello? I say hello there?!
Box 2 Same scene from the cops
perspective. There is a pigeon sitting in the middle of the air,
just hovering there.
Cop #1: Any sign of them?
Cop #2: None.
Cop #1: Damn it.
Cop #2: Er…George?
Box #3 Close up of George’s face.
Looking annoyed.
George: What?
Box #4: Cop points to the bird hovering
in mid air.
Row 3 Box 1
Both cops star at the pigeon hovering
there.
Row 3 Box 2 We see things again from
Pete’s perspective. Troll #1 spots the pigeon and points it out to
Troll #2.
Pete: Hello? Can you hear me?
Row 3 Box 3 Close up of Troll #2’s
face as it gets a wicked grin.
Row 4
Box #1: Troll #2 reaches over and pops
the pigeon into a bloody pulp like it might have been a zit.
The cops look utterly shocked. Pete is
reaching back to kick one of the two trolls to get its attention.
Box #2: The two trolls laugh. Pete is
standing rather still. In the background George is sick off panel
but obviously doing so with a “RETCH” or some such thing
indicating such.
Pete: Er….never mind then. Maybe
it’s a good thing you can’t see me.
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