A chronology of my attempts at creative writings, and my attempts to present those to the world at large (ie selling them)
Tuesday, November 24, 2015
[Script] Unfood - Page 41
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Cut to the sensors flickering on and off.
FREIGHT
The sensors.....they can detect the
sensors.
The cutters start their work.
FREIGHT
Wait! Stop! Abort! I know how to
send a signal.
The cutters continue.
Freight struggles in his bonds. The cutters move deeper,
blood spurts.
FREIGHT
WAIT GOD DAMN IT! WAIT. STOP. I
CAN STILL FEEL IT.
The cutters stop and in that moment he breaks free but the
injection arm hits him with a third dose of anesthetic. He
crawls down off of the table, but wobbles back and
forth. He is clearly bleeding.
He moves back and forth and lands in a hall way. Freight
leaves a trail of blood behind him.
INT – SENSOR ROOM – DAY
Freight taps into the computer rapidly. He just sets it up
to say S.O.S.
FREIGHT
S.O.S. God damn it! SOS.
The screen blips and seems to acknowledge the
command. Freight slowly slides backward in the chair,
unconscious.
SCENE – DAY – AIR LOCK – INT
A clean up crew comes on to the ship.
TECH 1
So do you think that this was just
a bug?
LEADER
A bug that says SOS?
(CONTINUED)
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