Day. THE TOWER (from issue #4) throws a devastating right hook towards one of the ROBOTS from Issue #2. The ROBOT’s back is against the side of a building. He’s got nowhere to go.
1 CAPTION: Golden City was never the same after the masks made their mark.
FIXED PANEL: The ROBOT swerves out of the way, THE TOWER’s punch connecting with the side of the building, smashing a hole in the side of it.
2 CAPTION: It was like dropping a boulder in the middle of a pond.
WIDE PANEL: Night. The aftermath of the fight we saw in the previous two panels. The building the two adversaries were fighting by has collapsed, leaving only a pile of rubble.
The scene is surrounded by police officers and fire crews and circled by portable lights as they try and pick through the debris for any survivors.
3 CAPTION: The ripples would be felt for decades, the course of history changed forever.
4 POLICE OFFICER 1: Hey, buddy, can we get some light over here!
We ZOOM IN on the destroyed building, focusing on a pair of POLICE OFFICERS frantically pulling debris from a particularly large pile.
5 CAPTION: In these, my twilight years, I often wonder how things might be if they hadn’t come along.
6 POLICE OFFICER 2: I think I see someone.
7 POLICE OFFICER 1: Jesus Christ, he’s still breathing.
ZOOM IN some more, a hand is now visible emerging from the same pile, the officers doubling their efforts to get to the poor soul before it’s too late.
8 CAPTION: Would the streets still have run red with blood?
9 POLICE OFFICER 1: I need more men over here!
10 POLICE OFFICER 2: Oh God, I know this guy.
ZOOM IN, now a CLOSE UP on the face of the man beneath the rubble. His face is criss crossed with a latticework of vicious, deep cuts.
11 CAPTION: Or would the tides of fate have washed us all to different shores?
12 CAPTION: Excerpt from ‘Golden City: My Time in Purgatory’ by Eliot Ness.