Sorry I'm a little late - had my wisdom teeth out this week, which put me on my ass for a bit. But enough about me...
At the end of the previous page, Elektra, who was wearing regular civie clothes of some variety, encountered someone she recognized in a public park in the middle of the day. The reader did not see how it was, only seeing Elektra wave and say "It's been a long--"
1 - Black panel stretching across the page. Two captions boxes that should be placed in a slightly awkward manner to slow down the reader a bit.
CAPTION (ELEKTRA) (1): --Time.
CAPTION (ELEKTRA) (2): Stops.
2 - Top down shot of Elektra lying in a dumpster in a darkened alley at night. She looks to have just landed - quite awkwardly - bloodied and bruised. Maybe her eyes are still closed - either way, it's clear she's in a lot of pain. Of course, she is now in her signature costume - although it's in about as bad a way as she is.
CAPTION (ELEKTRA) (1): And spits me out a moment later.
CAPTION (ELEKTRA) (2): But it's not a moment.
CAPTION (ELEKTRA) (3): It's hours.
3 - Closer in, Elektra grimaces as she examines her side to realize that no small amount of the blood is her own.
CAPTION (ELEKTRA) (1): And I'm covered in blood.
CAPTION (ELEKTRA) (2): Too much of it my own.
4 - Elektra slowly climbs out of the dumpster - this is no easy task considering the wringer she has been through.
CAPTION (ELEKTRA): I have no idea what's happened.
5 - Looking at Elektra from behind as she stumbles out of the alley into the night. Perhaps she is leaning against the wall for a bit of support. She's in a bad way.
CAPTION (ELEKTRA): But there will be hell to pay when I find out.