06:51 PM. CITY STREETS.
The smell was that of burned plastic when Gabriel Steinham woke up from
his drug-induced coma state on the wet concrete street of Multiplici-city.
Sitting up, he felt sharp pains all around his body; in fact, upper torso seemed
to be riddled with bullet holes. Looking half-stupidly at the bright blood on his
shirt, he still couldn't help thinking: "Where the hell did I left my keys?"
[fade out]
Title: MULTIPLICI-CITY
[the TITLE with fast zooming letters towards the viewer, with black and white colors, think Psycho.]
[slow fade in from white, scene in a park]
We return to GABRIEL as he walks through a Middle-England park during
early spring; a few trees have started blossoming, and there's also just a few tiny patches of snow left. GABRIEL is walking on a small park walkway made
of gray concrete. He seems to be in a hurry.
[...]
The smell was that of burned plastic when Gabriel Steinham woke up from
his drug-induced coma state on the wet concrete street of Multiplici-city.
Sitting up, he felt sharp pains all around his body; in fact, upper torso seemed
to be riddled with bullet holes. Looking half-stupidly at the bright blood on his
shirt, he still couldn't help thinking: "Where the hell did I left my keys?"
[fade out]
Title: MULTIPLICI-CITY
[the TITLE with fast zooming letters towards the viewer, with black and white colors, think Psycho.]
[slow fade in from white, scene in a park]
We return to GABRIEL as he walks through a Middle-England park during
early spring; a few trees have started blossoming, and there's also just a few tiny patches of snow left. GABRIEL is walking on a small park walkway made
of gray concrete. He seems to be in a hurry.
[...]
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