This is a page from my script from last year's Talent Hunt. Previous to this page a young boy had awoken with a freshly stitched up stomach. He finds himself in a terrorist camp, with the 13th Artifact let loose in order to slaughter all within the camp.
PAGE SEVEN THREE PANELS
1. A wider panel. The Insurgent is impaled through the neck by a black tendril which appears to be made of a mist. The tendril is coming from the figure which has stepped from the cloud of sand it made when it crashed from the plane – it is the teenage Boy from the first page. Black mist pours from his mouth, forming tendrils. There are eight tendrils, flailing about like the tentacles on a squid underwater. Some are propping him up from the ground so his feet are not touching it. His eyes glow purple.
2. A close up of the Boy’s face. It is almost a skull with tight, dry skin pulled across it. The Thirteenth Artifact is in full control. It smiles in its skull-like way.
3. A close up of the mouth of the Boy/13th Artifact which he has now become. It wears a sinister skullesque smile.
I liked the ides of this script that I have since gone back and written a short using the basic premise. It's been a long couple of months but it is almost complete. I have a few artists in mind, and hopefully will have it up and printed early next year.