User:ZombieHunter13

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Scene: “Salem MA. 9:43 am. Super Foods” Zombie Graveyard Mob walking toward the viewer. With a few humans waiting in between.

Narrative: I never thought it would end like this.

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Scene 1: Wide angle of outside of store before he enters and starts his day

Narrative: I was in my 20’s when I started working full time at a retail grocery store.

SceneA: Line of people just waiting to get in before the store opens

SceneB: customers clawing at the entrance perspective from inside with hero looking at watch, store is not open yet. Zombie customers trying to break in because of “New Sale” Sign

Narrative: When we opened the store there would be a line of people together, just waiting.

Panel: Narrative: I would greet the people the same way, and I smiled every time. Hiding my true rage Scene: zombie walking thru line with grocery cart of limbs continues to walk thru line with out any notice/Clerk on phone

Panel: Narrative: I was stuck at a menial, minimum wage, dead-end job, where the only requirement was zero intellectual involvement Scene: Several brain dead employees, just sitting around next to hero before they open the store.

Panel: Narrative: Life was about earning money, living paycheck to paycheck in order to get food and a roof over my head. Scene: hero trying to shoot himself in the head with the price gun

Panel: Narrative: I dealt with the same people everyday for the last several years. Scene: hero putting up with the same shitty person everyday

Panel: Narrative: I once rang up Val Kilmer who underestimated me. Batman - 'you sure u gave me the correct change?' Scene: batman asking clerk for change, clerk is ???

Panel: Narrative: I helped the Fonz find mineral water Scene: Fonz pointing to bottle, groovy! Thumbs up Ay!

Panel Narrative: And still nothing excited me. I was a grumpy, miserable, asshole Scene: Panel: Why didn't i quit this job? i don't know? because i had nothing better to do. I could have walked out but that would be too easy. Panel: customer asking for help, hero looks upset yells at them There was a time when I wish that the world would end this way. Relieve me of this cursed misery that plagued my thoughts.

Panel: Narrative: I would hang out with the same friends Scene: hero and gang on a couch beers lying around smoke from a pipe Panel: close up of beer (BPR...Bapst Purple Ribbon) Drinking the same shitty beer, Panel: hero strapping on helmet, waving goodbye riding the same road every night Panel: hero racing down street at night then passing out to start it all over again. Panel: Zombie pedestrian walking in cross walk at the wrong time In a way I should have known that it would happen this way, Panel: hero pedaling fast into intersection while zombie walks into street I should have been more prepared, alert, ready. Panel: zombie and biker collide sending severed limbs flying. I should have known that it would end like this. Panel: hero knocked out on pavement with blood pool zombie in background, fade to blackout

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