Thursday, March 10, 2016

Five Page Stories - Eye of the Storm - Page 4

Start from the beginning.

1 - The hover vehicle has stopped in the middle of the desert.  Flint and Squirt are being dragged / thrown out the door onto the ground below.

CAPTION (SNAKEMAN): "He is now."

2 - Cronies deliver some swift kicks to Flint and Squirt.  The snakeman watches over the whole thing, holding a blunt weapon of some variety.

SNAKEMAN: You are an incredibly obstinate man, Mr. Flint.

3 - Flint is on his knees, a defiant look on his face despite the bruises and cuts.  Squirt huddles on the ground in a fetal position, leaking water here and there.

FLINT: Won't turn away from a storm. No matter the size.

4 - The snakeman slams Flint across the face with the weapon he's holding.  Maybe have some blood fly off, depending on how you're feeling.

SNAKEMAN: I suppose not.

5 - A far shot of the hover vehicle pulling away, kicking up a new dust cloud around the two small figures lying on the ground.  The sun beats down above, with dark clouds approaching on the horizon.

CAPTION (SNAKEMAN): "How is that working out for you?"

Next page.

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