Cutscene Sample

Dialog and scene directions for a cancelled game project:

FADE IN:

INT. PRISON HULK – CORRIDOR

The hulk is an old battleship converted to be a prison ship.  We see an empty corridor of rusting metal and FOUR PAIRS OF BOOTS WALKING.

INT. PRISON HULK – CELL

A pool of light.  A solitary figure in a solitary wooden chair.  Hulking shadows in the background suggest a larger space, filled with equipment.

ZACH ARCHER sits tied to the chair.  We can tell he’s a pilot by his uniform.  He’s tall and lean, with rugged good looks.  If he were conscious he’d be a cocky, wise-cracking son-of-a-bitch.

But right now Archer’s in a bad way.  He’s out cold.  His face is bloody and bruised – clearly he’s been roughed up. His head lolls on his chest.

Two shadows fall across him.

KREEL (O.S.)

Good afternoon, Lieutenant Archer …

Archer lifts his head groggily, seeking the origin of the voice.

KREEL (O.S)

… or is it morning?  You’re not really sure, are you?

GENERAL KREEL steps forward, a flicker of satisfaction on his thin lips.  He’s a ramrod of a man, tall and cold, wearing a starched gray uniform.

Standing behind Kreel is his second-in-command, ONYA.  Her uniform is a black flight suit that looks as though it was designed by someone with a leather fetish. She’s smirking too.  Two uniformed technicians are in the background.

KREEL

I’ve found that in a place like this, time can lose its meaning.  Days can pass in the blink of an eye.  Or an instant can feel like an eternity.

Archer shakes off his grogginess.

ARCHER

… Kreel?  I’m not … telling … you anything … .

KREEL

Of course not.  There’s nothing you can tell me that I don’t already know.  This isn’t an interrogation, lieutenant … .

Kreel motions to one of the technicians.  The technician throws a switch and a strange piece of equipment descends from the darkness above. It’s mounted on long multi-jointed arm, like a dentist’s drill, and terminates in an ugly-looking needle.  The second tech steps forward and takes hold of the needle.  Archer’s eyes widen.

KREEL

… this is torture … .

Kreel crosses in front of Archer, blocking him from view.  The camera drifts up toward the ceiling of the cell, up through a tangle of pipes and wires, up into the darkness …