1 - Establishing shot. An outside shot of a barracks. Night time. The majority of the men are out at the bar for the evening, celebrating a recent victory. A candle shines in one of the windows. The captions are written in the style of a handwritten journal.
CAPTION (VON HAMMER): In one sense, I cannot fault their misunderstanding. My initial act was rather grossly ostentatious.
2 - Move the shot in closer to the window. Through the gloom cast by the shadow of the candle, a figure (Von Hammer) is visible writing at his desk.
CAPTION (VON HAMMER): And yet it is something I continue to do.
3 - Move into Von Hammer's room. While it is dark, you can make out Von Hammer writing at his desk.
CAPTION (VON HAMMER): I cannot say what my original intention was, although I know it was not to celebrate death, as their words would suggest.
4 - Von Hammer looks up from his writing, towards something off-panel. He looks determined, believing the words that he writes.
CAPTION (VON HAMMER): Individually, they are a marker. Taken together, a reminder. Of my past actions. Of the burden I must carry for what I have done.
5 - Von Hammer looks away from the off-panel object. Glancing back at his writing, he now wears a look of frustration.
CAPTION (VON HAMMER): I would explain this to the others, but I know they would not understand. Nevertheless, I wish they would refrain from using that word.
6 - The panel turns towards where Von Hammer has been looking. One of the silver cups (those that he orders after each confirmed kill) sits atop a shelf. Others are almost visible in the gloom, but the panel is really focusing on only one. The light of the candle illuminates it from below, giving it a dark, possibly nefarious, appearance.
CAPTION (VON HAMMER): "Trophy."