London Shadow Script
by Wes Locher
PAGE #1 (4 Panels):
PANEL 1: Establishing shot of a man, Oswyn Bates, sauntering down a dark cobblestone street, hands in pockets. It’s night time. Shadows are everywhere. The street lights are candles and not providing much light. Thinking 1888 London, Jack the Ripper type setting. The man wears a bowler hat, suit jacket and slacks. He’s in his mid-40’s with dark receding hair, maybe a mustache or old style glasses.
Sometimes, on the dark streets of London, my eyes play tricks on me.
PANEL 2: POV is behind the man as he continues to walk down the lonely street. We’re looking over the shoulder of a figure watching the man from the darkness.
Regardless of how many times I’ve walked these streets before…
PANEL 3: Close on the man. He’s looking over his shoulder toward the camera. His eyes are filled with fear.
The shadows seem to move…
PANEL 4: The man takes off running down the dark alley. His eyes are wide.
And my nightmares come to life.
Oh no oh no oh no…
PAGE #2 (4 Panels):
PANEL 1: Top down shot of the man running through the alley. Close behind him we see a darkness in pursuit. It’s a man-shaped shadow or silhouette, but we can make out no additional details.
I tell myself that none of it is real –
PANEL 2: The camera is at ground level. The man has fallen face-first to the ground toward us. The man-shaped shadow is looming behind him.
That it’s all a bad dream –
PANEL 3: The man has rolled over onto his back, shielding himself against the attacker. The shadowy figure holds a knife above the man, ready to bring it down into the victim. The blade is the only thing lit by the street lamps. The rest of his arm is still hidden by shadows.
And that at any moment I’ll wake up.
PANEL 4: Close up on the man. He’s looking up at his attacker, getting a good look at his face.
They say our nightmares come from the recesses of our own minds –
PAGE #3 (4 Panels):
PANEL 1: We’re in Oswyn’s POV, looking up at the attacker. The attacker is Oswyn Bates himself! An evil smile is wide across his face. The knife still in his hand, prepared to strike.
And those things are the most frightening of all.
PANEL 2: We see Oswyn’s victim — it’s a different man entirely — he’s on the ground where Oswyn was previously. He’s rather nondescript and looks absolutely terrified.
Maybe one day my nightmare will end.
PANEL 3: Close up on Oswyn’s face and hand holding up the knife. A murderous look.
But until then…
PANEL 4: The knife has disappeared out of the panel. It’s been brought down into the victim. Maybe a small splash of blood flying into the panel (Be easy with the gore since the anthology wants PG-13).
I’ll continue to walk the dark streets of London.