Nothing fancy this week, I’m afraid.

Forty-Nine

Forty NineForty Nine

1. The exact same shot as the picture above. A small, spindly lizard-type creature leaps into thick green water, somewhere in a murky swamp. In the background we see the grim, cold visage of what looks like a giant grey piranha.

2. The same swamp. The piranha creature is dragged into the depths by huge tentacles attached to what can only be described as an octopus crossed with a bull. The piranha creature doesn’t even struggle, quietly accepting its fate.

3. The bull-octopus is carried writhing off into the sky by a creature that looks like a griffin made out of living stone. It has incredibly long talons with stone barbs up and down them. The more the bull-octopus struggles, the more it hurts itself on the barbs.

4. The stone-griffin jerks its head upwards and begins to fall from the sky with its prey as a long bullet-shaped projectile punches through its neck, sending chips of stone and blood out of the exit wound.

5. Back on the ground, amid the undergrowth of the swamp is a man, a HUNTER dressed in dark overalls festooned with leather belts and pouches. He holds a large, sleek rifle towards the sky and has his foot up on the neck of the stone-griffin, beaming widely.

6. Same shot. A tremendous bolt of lightning strikes the HUNTER directly, burning him to a crisp and killing him instantly.

7. Insert panel inside Panel 6. The small lizard creature from the first panel munches on the still smoking flesh of the hunter.

March 5, 2017 · 1page1shots


Previous:Forty-Eight
Next:Fifty