A scientific research ship sits alone upon an endless sea.
CAPTION: Gulf of Mexico
CAPTION: The not too distant future.
Professor Avery is standing, looking over the shoulder of a technician seated at a monitor.
TECH: We've found it, Professor--the thirteenth one.
AVERY: I knew it! I knew they'd all be here!
Close on the face of Avery. He is looking very stern and serious.
AVERY: When they all came together, we feared the end of the world.
AVERY: Indeed, the energy build-up was immense...
From the POV of the monitor, we see the technician turning around to face the Professor. Several other curious crew members have grouped around behind him.
AVERY: ... but then, seconds before critical mass, they just...
AVERY: I posited a theory--discounted by my peers--that has now been conclusively proven within these sediments--
We see a deep-sea rover, hovering above the seabed in pitch, inky blackness. It has a spotlight shining upon the floor, centered upon the Witchblade.
AVERY (OP): --of sixty-five million years.