Six Weeks in Hell Pt. 2

20 pages of script, done!

As a little bonus, though it's not artwork, I'll go ahead and give the official premier of "All I Want is a Brother."

The following is the Prologue for the first book in the story.

All I Want is a Brother


Prologue

Page 1

Panel 1: Black Panel, nothing is visible

Luci: I hope that this has just been a dream.




Panel 2: Gray gradient coming down over the panel. Still fairly dark with very, very low visibility

Luci: I’ll wake up at home, in my bed,




Panel 3: The panel grows lighter. A known light source begins to appear in the center of the panel, but it remains very faint.

Luci: Opa will still be alive,




Panel 4: The panel continues to grow lighter. The light source now contains a white center with the darkest edges of the panel at a mid gray.

Luci: And this whole mess will be behind me.




Panel 5: The panel is now much lighter, almost completely white, with light gray fading away at the edges.

Luci: I won’t be in some nasty hole. I’ll be at home.




Panel 6: White panel, no distinct shapes or figures.

Luci: And Opa will still be alive.






Page 2

Splash page. Luci, a girl aged between 8 and ten years, sits in a dark, cavern-like area, holding Opacus in her lap, more like a stuffed animal than a child. Beneath her shorts, a scuffed knee leaks blood. A dim light spills down from above, illuminating the scene. Broken boards and debris from the floor of the building above her spread across the damp dirt floor of the cavern. Sharp, un-scaleable rocks cover the walls.

Luci: Well. . .poop.






Page 3

Panel 1: Luci’s POV looking up at the hole above her. Jagged boards jut across the opening.




Panel 2: Bust shot of Luci looking upwards. She sighs, feeling that all hope is lost for her and Opacus. Light gently falls across her upturned face.




Panel 3: Same angle as Panel 2. Luci looks down at Opacus, the soft light leaving her face in favor of dark shadows. Her expression remains similar to panel 2.

Luci: Oh Opa. . .





Panel 4: Bust shot of Opacus. His head hangs limp from careless stiching around the neck

and gives him the air of being curious, and uncertain as to how he should answer Luci.




Panel 5: Luci frowns. Sighing.

Luci: How did we get ourselves into this mess?