Rock the Vouhhnn, Chapter 1: Part 1.1

Panel 1: Initially black with little evidence of any type of setting, save for the faint outline of a curtain in the background.

Panel 2: A few moments later, a spotlight flashes in the middle of the panel; the curtains in the background more prominently visible through the illuminated light.

Panel 3: We move to an action shot a short time later. A young man, NATE KELLY, walks in from panel right toward the center. You can see the “TAP! TAP! TAP!” sound effect below his feet as he walks.

Panel 4: Continuing on the action of the previous panel, Nate stops dead center of the panel view looking out directly at the reader.

NATE

(to the reader)

Hello. This is the story of the first undead human being to ever run for Congress. How did zombies come to be in this reality? Well, it's fairly simple.

Panel 5: Cut to an explanatory graph that lays out the details in three parts of Nate's statement right then and there. In the first part (far-left) is a standard shambling zombie head with gaping sparsely toothed mouth; the words "BLOODY CHAOS" above it. In the second part (dead middle) is a picture of the globe; the words "UNITED GLOBAL RESPONSE" above that. And the third part (far right) is a picture of a couple of people screaming at one another; the words "USUAL CRAP" floating above it.

CAPTION (from Nate) "There was a big plague that swept the world, crushed society (usual apocalypse stuff)... CAPTION: "Then the world got its head out of its ass long enough to beat it back. Or control it anyway." CAPTION: "After that, life got back to (relative) normalcy in about 15-20 years, and humans got back to doing what we're way too good at doing- being pricks to each other."

Panel 6: His introduction is interrupted a split second later by someone calling out in the audience; his focus shifting over to panel left.

NATE

So- enjoy this tale (with a Shaun of the Dead-esque happy ending) and--

EVA

(Off-Panel, to Nate)

Nathan Kelly...? PAGE 2

Panel 1: The setting changes to what looks like a pair of wooden double doors belonging to a ballroom somewhere. We see EVA, a production assistant, poking her head; headset firmly locked in to her curly auburn locks.

EVA

(Cont., to Nate)

We need you on-set.

Panel 2: Cut to an action shot of Nate (left side) walking alongside the PA Eva (right side) down a hallway toward the set. We see Eva's dressed in a pair of jeans and a Black Canary t-shirt. Nate, meanwhile, looks off in thought at this point in time.

CAPTION (over Nate) Nate Kelly, Actor (Primarily Extras)/Writer (Primarily Freelance)/Retail Minion. Age: 32. Number of Movies: 15. Number of Lines in those Movies: 5.

Panel 3: A few moments later, in the same setting and layout as before, Eva glances over to the young man who looks around at some point down the hall.

EVA

(courteous, to Nate)

Sorry about the wait. We had some camera issues- caused us to run the scene longer than planned.

NATE

(unfazed, to Eva)

That's fine- still beats retail. Or killing zombies in Illinois. Besides, this one's a biggie for me.

EVA

Why's that?

NATE

This'll be my third SAG qualified movie, which means very soon...

Panel 4: Cut to a shot of a freshly printed SAG card, styled brightly as if it's a brand new piece of tech; the words "SAG APPROVED!" in bright red letters above the card.

Panel 5: Meanwhile, back in the present with the same setting and layout as before, we see Eva reacting positively to Nate's proud answer from earlier.

EVA

(impressed)

Oh, nice! Congrats in advance...

NATE

(coy smile)

Thanks. Took me 9 fracking years to get there- 11 if you count the U-H Wars--

EVA

(interjecting)

You're a veteran of the U-H? I had a brother who fought there- owns a comic book store now.

NATE

Good for him. Anyway, after all that work, I'll soon be able to get better jobs in movies, on TV, on streaming sites. No more of this penny ante Indie crap- no offense...

EVA

(slight chuckle)

None taken...

Panel 6: Thousands of miles away, in a cubicle as this goes on, we see Nate's former college friend MADISON MITCHELL at her office scrolling through a long list of names posted on a computer screen with a look of boredom mixed with exhaustion.

CAPTION (the rest of Eva's statement) "This film's definitely crap- don't tell the director though. His ego's Trumpian-level fragile!"

JESSE

(Off-Panel)

Madison...