Pages 1 and 2.
I remain a little behind on this portion of Inktober, but in the interests of catching up, I'm throwing twice the pages at you, so here's page 3 and 4 of "When One Door Closes".
As we've established throughout the month, I'm working from Simon Fletcher's InkTober prompts. We're up to the sixth group of four from the Steampunk list - "Gears", "Smithy", The Gateway, and The Alchemist.
Page 3
1 - Helena stands, still stunned at her discover. She reaches out with one hand to touch the portal, which is still pulsing bright crimson.
NO COPY
2 - A spark flares up near the bottom of the portal, a brighter red than the rest of the portal's surface.
SFX: psssh!
3 - The portal lights on an alchemical fire that same brighter red, burn upwards from bottom to top, erasing the portal from existence. Helena jumps back in surprise / fright.
SFX: fwooosh!
4 - Exterior shot of Helena's cottage, except there's an enormous hole in the wall where the portal was, the portal having destroyed the wall. The perimeter of the hole should be dark as if it was sculpted to be that way, the strange burning of the portal having left no residual heat. Helena looks outside through the hole, a stunned / surprised look on her face.
HELENA (quietly): whoa
5 - Back inside. Helena is still standing and facing the wall, but her eyes look down and to the side at something off panel. Maybe she has a hand up to her chin in a classic thinking / scheming pose.
HELENA: That was quite the reaction...
6 - Another panel focused on the manner glass receptacles filled with the dark, inert liquid (just like panel 1 of page 2).
HELENA (off-panel): ...once the liquid left its container...
Page 4
1 - We're back at the alchemist bar from page 1. Helena and the brochemists sit at a table, all holding goblets of wine in front of them. The brochemists look a little suspicious, but Helena is all confidence.
HEAD BROCHEMIST: This better be good.
HELENA: It will be.
2 - Helena holds up her glass for a toast.
HELENA: But first I would like to propose a toast.
3 - The brochemists tip up their goblets and drink deeply.
HELENA (off-panel): We have never been the best of friends, but I hope that what I have discovered will open your mind to new possibilities.
4 - On the group again. Helena has put down her goblet, revealing she has not drunken any of it. The brochemists are looking kind of ill and sickly.
HELENA: And if not.
5 - On Helena's feet / chair. There is a large glass container that is mostly empty, save for a small amount of dark, inert liquid that was not poured into the goblets.
HELENA (off-panel): I'm certain it will open something else.
Fin.
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