The Community, Issue 4: Part 4.2

Page 99 Panel 1: Cut to a shot of her on the floor; a pair of muscular arms sticking out of her tanktop, in tune with the rest of her body bulging with lean muscles.

Panel 2: Same setting/layout as the previous panel. She touches a part of her mid-section a few moments later, eliciting a level of surprise on her face.

WINNIE

(hard to believe the words coming out of her mouth) I...have abs- and massive guns too! Thank you, sexy alien lady. This is gonna be tough to hide though.

Panel 3: Action shot of her walking back to work the following morning, greeting her fellow co-workers as she goes through the picket line.

Caption

(Cont., Winnie; thought bubble)

"Thank the gods for baggy scrubs, and PPE."

Panel 4: A short time later, we see her back in Adasha's room holding her file in her left hand. She looks over in the old woman's direction.

WINNIE

(bright smiling eyes, to Adasha) Morning, Mrs. Dlamini! Good to see you still amongst the land of the living.

Panel 5: Back to Adasha at the bed, watching the young woman coming toward her with an equally bright toothy smile. At least, as much as she can muster given her current state.

ADASHA

(equally happy, to Winnie) Good to see you as well, and in far better spirits than before.

ADASHA

(Bubble 2; reacting to Panel 6, Bubble 1) That is very good to hear.

Panel 6: Back to Winnie in an action shot making her way to the edge of the patient's bed. She nods, reaching over to grab her pen with her left hand as she speaks.

WINNIE

(thankful) I am, thank you. That honesy tea absolutely did the trick.

WINNIE

(Bubble 2) Now...

Page 100

Panel 1: Adasha chuckles, knowing exactly what the young woman's talking about. You can see her hand shift slightly from underneath the bedsheets as she speaks.

ADASHA

(slight knowing grin) Of course, of course. I am a woman of my word. Lemme think of one you might like, umm...

Panel 2: Same setting/layout as the previous panel. A coughing fit interrupts her train of thought; her chest tensing up at the same time.

ADASHA

(pained) AGH!...

Panel 3: Winnie looks over at the EKG machine, carefully examining the readings and trying to come up with the answer on the fly. Unbeknownst to her off-panel is the sound of her clipboard snapping amidst all this.

WINNIE

Fluid levels in your lungs are spiking- near the danger zone. Heart rate too...

Panel 4: Action shot a beat later of her starting to head out of the room; her head tilted to the right of the panel view toward her patient.

WINNIE

(Cont.) I got an idea. I'm not really sure will work, but--

Panel 5: Back to Adasha in the same setting/layout as Panel 2. In a brief moment of peace amongst her pain, she glances over at the young woman with certitude in her eyes through the pain.

ADASHA

Do...it!