1. We open on Mike at the top of a partially constructed skyscraper. The building is a skeleton of metal beams, and Mike is laying on the concrete floor and using an I-Beam as a chew toy. He has bent and chewed up the beam like it was a flimsy piece of plastic instead of a gigantic bar of steel.
2. Mike notices the reader and looks towards the camera as he drops the beam to the floor.
Mike: Oh, I didn't see you there. Hi. I'm Mike the Meta-Dog. Let's get you up to speed on where we are in the story so far.
3. Mike hovers towards the reader, and now his eyes are glowing red.
Mike: I was taken from the pound by bad men who stuck needles in me. Bad men, no. No, naughty, very naughty! There were a lot of other dogs where they took me, and they got sick or died because of the bad men's needles...but not me.
4. Mike is even closer now.
Mike: I got better. Much better. I'm stronger, faster, smarter, and I can do all sorts of new tricks. Like flying, and telepathy, and heat vision, and even roll over! But I saw in the bad men's heads, and they wanted to cut me up and take all my new tricks for themselves! So I ran away.
5. Same shot but Mike's eyes are glowing much brighter. Heat vision is practically spilling out of his eyes.
Mike: And lucky for me, I found Ray, a bike messenger who loves dogs more than anyone in this city, even though he says he hates us. I showed him my new tricks, and we had a great time getting to know each other, but then the bad men came for me. I got away, but they got Ray. So now you're pretty much caught up.
6. Tight shot on Mike's heat vision eyes.
Mike: Turn the page when you're ready to start the story! Turn, boy! Turn!
1. Cut to Ray in a chair in an interrogation room. His hands are handcuffed behind the chair and he has a black hood over his head.
2. Tight shot of his head as a hand rips the hood off. His eyes squint as he adjusts to the light.
OP: I just don't get it, Ray.
3. Pull out to show Agent Jack Torypski, the government agent in a black suit from the previous issue. He's holding the black hood and a manila folder.
Ray: Who the fuck are you? Where am I?
Agent Torykpsi (AT): Why would Subject #210 come to you? Of all the people in the city, why did it show up on your doorstep?
4. AT takes a seat in front of Ray, and opens the folder to look through it.
Ray: Listen guy, I'm not saying shit until I see a lawyer.
AT: I mean, I've looked through your file. You didn't graduate high school, you don't own any pets, it doesn't look like you've been laid in years, the only job you've ever held for more than a month is that bike messenger gig.
5. Over Ray's shoulder, we see AT as he tosses the file on the table.
Ray: Hey, I get laid, you don't even know me man...
AT: So why you? You seem to have no redeeming qualities. Why did Subject #210 come to you?
6. Tight shot on Ray's angry face.
Ray: I don't have a fucking clue what's going on here, okay? What is this shit? Who are you? And what the hell is a Subject #210?
1. Cut back to AT, he's stood up again.
AT: Come on, Ray. You can't be this stupid. Subject #210 is the super powered dog you recently encountered. As for who I am...
2. AT moves behind Ray and undoes his cuffs.
AT: ...I'm the only friend you've got. My name is Agent Jack Torypski, and I'm the one charged with locating and catching Subject #210.
Ray: You mean Mike.
3. Ray rubs his sore wrists as AT offers him a cigarette from the pack.
AT: I prefer Subject #210.
Ray: It said Mike on his collar. No thanks, I don't smoke.
AT2: Ray, Mike is an acronym, not its name. It stands for Meta Improved K9 Experiment. If you call Subject #210 Mike, then we've got a couple hundred more Mikes in the other room.
4. AT starts to smoke. Ray puts his hands over his face in frustrated confusion.
Ray: Couple hundred...? Jesus Christ.
AT: You seem like a good kid, Ray, so I'm going to level with you. My superiors think we should just kill you.
5. Tight shot on AT as he blows smoke rings.
AT: But I think you might prove useful. Subject #210, for whatever reason, bonded with you. You might be the key to capturing it before it causes catastrophic damage in the city.
6. Pull out, AT faces away from Ray and towards the reader. We see Ray talking to the agent behind him.
Ray: Mike wouldn't cause any damage...he's a good dog.
AT: Subject #210 is capable of leveling the entire city. This isn't some lovable puppy, Ray. This is a meta-dog that can wreak unimaginable havoc.
1. Cut to the balcony of a high rise city apartment. We see the back of Mike's head in the foreground, and through sliding glass doors we see an older woman in her bathrobe as she walks towards the balcony.
CAP: I can only hope that wherever Subject #210 is, its not acting out on any destructive urges it may have.
2. The old woman opens the glass doors and looks at the reader with a horrified look on her face.
Woman: What the--?
3. Over the old woman's shoulder, we see Mike is mounted on her golden retriever. Obviously, don't make this graphic, just suggestive enough so that the reader gets the idea. He looks up at the old woman.
Woman: Get off Sally, you bad dog! Bad!
Mike: Oh. Uhm...
4. Now the old woman is tending to her dog as she watches Mike fly away from the balcony. Mike looks back at them as he flies away.
Mike: Sorry. It was nice meeting you, Sally.
5. Mike flies above the city and towards the reader. We see the old woman leaning over her balcony and shocked as she watches the dog fly away.
Mike: That was awkward.
1. Over Mike's shoulders as he flies above the city, he is looking down at the bumper to bumper traffic on the street. We have two circular slices representing the dog's telescopic vision. In the slices, we see a magnified vision of a meat delivery truck. The truck is see through due to Mike's x-ray vision, almost like it's made out of glass, and we see that it's full of packages of meat.
Mike: Tasty treats? Don't mind if I do!
2. Tight shot of Mike as he flies towards the back of the meat truck at superspeed
3. Cut to the truck driver. He has ear buds in and he's oblivious as he listens to music. He's drumming his hands on the steering wheel.
4. Cut to Mike inside the back of the refrigerated meat truck. We see a jagged hole in the metal back door of the truck where Mike shot through at superspeed. He opens a package of meat with a precise and focused blast of heat vision. We see steam in the cold truck.
5. Tight shot of Mike biting the cold and frozen meat. He looks disgusted at the rock hard steak.
Mike: Blegh! Too cold!
6. Pull out and show Mike using a diffuse blast of wide heat vision to heat up the massive steak. It sizzles and grills under the wide spray of heat vision.
7. Tight shot of Mike eating the huge steak at superspeed. It looks like a strobe of images of him quickly eating the entire steak in seconds.
Mike: NOM NOM NOM NOM
1. Cut to Mike above the city streets, flying up and away from the meat truck with the dog-shaped hole in its back door, and towards the reader.
Mike: That really hit the spot! Now I should go find Ray and--
2. Tight shot of Mike's face as he's interrupted by something off panel that's so beautiful, so captivating that his face is a display of awe. It should look like the famous "dog cupcake gif".
Mike: --Sweet bitch-mother of all creation!
3. Over Mike's shoulder, we have two circular slices representing his telescopic vision. In the circles, we see a magnified view of a parade float. The parade float is a gigantic cartoon cat hovering through the city.
Mike: That's the biggest chew toy I've ever seen!
4. We have a third person perspective of Mike as he flies above the city streets at superspeed and we see that he is rapidly approaching the cat float. It's now less than a football field's length away, and we see that it's a part of a float parade.
Mike: Must have must have must have
5. Cut to news footage of a reporter at the parade. The woman is holding a mic and speaking into the camera, and we see the cat float behind her.
Reporter: --reporting live at the float parade, and behind me you can see "Chrissy the Cat", who is starring in her first feature film next week--
6. Cut to Mike tackling the cat float. He's playing with what he thinks is a giant chew toy, and as he tackles it we see that the inflatable cat is indented and distorted by the dog slamming into it, like when you squeeze one part of a balloon animal.
7. Cut back to the reporter who's now looking back at the cat float which is clearly moving in an erratic way in the air because of Mike.
Reporter: --wait a minute, there seems to be something happening with Chrissy the Cat here, can we get a closer shot?
1. Now we still have news footage, but the camera is zoomed in on Mike as he plays with the parade gloat like a massive chew toy. He's biting it and shaking his head like a dog would play with a stuffed animal.
2. Cut back to the reporter speaking to the camera. In the background, we see that Mike is playing with the parade float and it's starting to deflate.
Reporter: As you can plainly see, clearly we're witnessing a viral campaign for the Chrissy the Cat film. Some sort of animatronic dog is tearing up the float, and it's quite an amusing use of remote control technology to allude to the canine antagonist of the animated film.
3. Tight shot of Mike biting into the cat float and piercing the rubber. We see that he has punctured the skin of the inflatable cat and air is rushing out of the holes.
4. Over Mike's shoulder, we see that cat float rapidly deflate and wither as it descends to the street.
5. Tight shot of Mike's face. He tilts his head to the side and perks up his ears.
Mike: Wait...wasn't I supposed to be doing something? Oh, yeah, I've got to find Ray--
6. Same shot, but Ray looks off panel and clearly he lost his train of thought.
Mike: Ooooh, a squirrel!
7. Cut to a shot of Mike flying into a squirrel on a tree branch at superspeed. He tears the squirrel in half because of how fast he flies into the animal. The entire tree branch shakes with the impact.
1. Cut back to ray in the interrogation room.
Ray: Look, Agent, uh...
AT(OP): Jack Torypski. You can call me Jack.
Ray2: ...right. Look, Jack. Obviously I don't want you to kill me, so if the only alternative is helping you find Mike, I'm all for it.
2. Pull out and show both Ray and AT.
Ray: But I really need you to explain to me what the fuck is happening, because I honestly have no idea. What is Mike? How did he get that way? Just who the fuck are you people?
AT: Those are good questions, and I'm happy to answer them.
3. AT opens the door to the interrogation room and gestures for Ray to follow him through it.
AT: Subject #210 is the result of a highly classified government program called Project Spandex Cerberus.
4. At leads Ray through a hallway of doors. It's a labyrinth of slate gray, an underground government facility made out of concrete.
AT: I'm sure you've heard about the Roswell UFO crash. On conspiracy theory websites, you can find hordes of raving lunatics who claim that the government has had alien technology ever since that incident in 1947.
5. Pull in on AT and Ray as they arrive at a door labelled "MIKE". At slides a security card in the lock on the door.
Ray: Holy shit, you're saying Roswell was the real deal? A real UFO crash?
AT: Well, it wasn't really a UFO crash. I mean, if the US government had access to a ship that could travel light years, don't these conspiracy nuts realize that we would have used that tech to completely dominate the world?
6. Cut to AT and Ray as they stand in the hallway and look through the now open door and into a dark room. They are looking at the reader, and we can't see what's in the room yet.
AT: No, a UFO didn't crash in Roswell. It was a capsule.
7. Cut to a third person perspective of Ray and AT as they enter the dark laboratory. In the center of the room, we see a large tube filled with liquid, and in the tube is a dead alien baby. The corpse is suspended in the fluid and attached to many wires. We also see that dog cages line the entire wall of one side of the room.
AT: They didn't find a craft capable of self-propulsion in Roswell. They found a capsule that contained a deceased extraterrestrial infant.
1. Now Ray and AT are much closer to the tube containing the dead baby alien.
AT: We have no idea why is landed on Earth. We can only assume that some alien race must have set it adrift in the cosmic river of space like baby Moses on the Nile, hoping that it would reach a hospitable environment.
2. Cut to a profile shot of the dead alien baby inside the liquid filled tube. We see a liquid distorted view of Ray looking into the tube and tapping the glass. AT stands near Ray.
AT: Unfortunately for whatever alien beings spawned this creature, it didn't survive the trip. When they found the thing in Roswell, it was already dead.
3. Now we have a tight shot of the dead alien baby's hand. On its hand, we see a few small scrapes.
AT(OP): The scientists at Area 51 tried to dissect the thing, but they made a startling discovery. Even in death, the alien infant was completely invulnerable. They couldn't even break the skin. They had to use a diamond tipped oil drill just to scrape a few skin cells of the thing.
4. Cut to a shot of Ray and AT. Ray is staring at the tube in awe. AT is casually explaining all of this as if it's no big deal.
AT: For decades, all the government had was an indestructible corpse that nobody could examine beyond scratching its surface, a couple of skin cells, and a space-proofed stroller with no on board computers or interstellar engines to reverse engineer. They had fuck all.
5. Profile shot of AT and the dead alien baby facing each other as if they're having a conversation.
AT: But then genetic science caught up to the Roswell discovery. In 1977, the entire genome of an organism was sequenced for the first time. Then in 2003, the human genome was sequenced. The right people realized that if we could sequence the genome of this extraterrestrial, if we could figure out which DNA segments rendered the thing impervious to physical damage, then it might be possible to genetically engineer a soldier who could take machine gun fire to the face without even blinking.
6. Tight shot of the dead alien baby's face.
AT(OP): If you could unravel the secrets of this alien baby's DNA, you could transform humanity from a species of fragile bags of meat and into a race of indestructible demi-gods.
1. Cut to Ray with his hand on his forehead. His mind is blown, and he's trying his best to take all of this in. AT has started walking away from the tube.
Ray: Holy fuck. This is...fucked.
AT: Walk with me, Ray.
2. Ray and AT approach the wall of dog cages. We see that the dogs look extremely miserable. They are clearly sick, and they're pale green. They look deformed with bulging black eyes that look partially alien, others have huge tumorous growths on their faces. Some are just lying dead in their cages. This should be an entire wall of dog cages that are filled with disgusting, mutated, and malformed dogs that are obviously suffering. The cages are labeled by number (just like Mike is Subject #210).
AT: The powers that be initiated Project Spandex Cerberus, an attempt to graft the alien DNA onto canine test subjects. The idea was to use gene therapy to give dogs metabiological traits, and to learn from the process so that it could eventually be used on humans. As you can see, it was easier said than done.
Ray: Oh god...I think I'm gonna...oh fuck--
3. Tighter shot of Ray and AT in front of the dog cages. Ray has bent over and started throwing up on the floor. We see in front of them a couple of the disgusting and deformed dogs.
Ray: HURKK! Guh!
AT: That's a natural reaction. You should have seen the test subjects when we first started the program. They looked more like your vomit on the floor than dogs.
4. Ray and AT start walking along the wall of dog cages. Ray spits to get the taste of vomit out of his mouth, and he deliberately looks away from the cages while AT casually strolls by the mutated dogs.
AT: Most of the dogs don't survive more than a couple weeks after they receive gene therapy. Sometimes, they display meta-abilities like damage resistant skin, thermal energy emanating from the ocular cavities, enhanced strength, and increased intelligence.
5. They walk further down the wall of cages, and as they keep walking the dogs get progressively more abnormal and disgusting. They start to look more like giant green tumors with faces than dogs. Maybe they have alien limbs randomly sticking out of them. Ray is now blocking his vision with one hand, and AT doesn't look fazed by the disgusting sight.
AT: Once they manifest these capabilities, they have a massive immune response, multiple organ failure, and then they die. We haven't been able to get their systems to successfully integrate the extraterrestrial DNA without violently rejecting it...
6. Now they arrive at a cage labeled "#210". The bars are pulled apart from when Mike used his super strength to escape. AT and Ray look at the empty cage.
AT: ...until Subject #210. For some reason, Subject #210 incorporated the gene grafts into its genome without any negative side effects. It became just as invulnerable as the alien corpse. Its strength and intelligence grew exponentially. It emitted focused beams of thermal energy from its pupils. Subject #210 exceeded all of our wildest dreams for Project Spandex Cerberus.
1. Ray feels the bent bars of Subject #210's cage.
Ray: Except Mike escaped.
AT: That's right.
Ray2: If you knew Mike was so powerful, why the fuck did you keep him in this flimsy little kennel?
AT2: The bars of that "flimsy little kennel" are composed of the strongest steel known to man. They can withstand 500,000 pounds of force per square inch. We knew Subject #210 was strong, but we didn't expect it to be able to exert over a 100 tons of force.
2. Over AT's shoulder, we see Ray directly addressing the agent.
Ray: Mike said that he saw in your heads...he told me that you wanted to kill him so you could take all of his amazing abilities for yourselves. Is that true?
AT: He told you?
Ray2: Yeah, he fucking told me. Look, I'm not crazy, okay?
3. Over Ray's shoulder, we see AT is surprised by this new information.
AT: I didn't say that, Ray. Some of the scientists theorized that Subject #210 might develop telepathy, but my god...we never imagined that it would directly communicate with people this soon after gene therapy.
Ray: You didn't answer my question. Were you going to kill Mike?
4. Tight shot on AT's deadly serious face.
AT: Of course. How else do you study a specimen that can punch a paw through your chest if you try to take a DNA sample? Within Subject #210's biology lies the secret to bestowing god-like abilities to living creatures. Think of the possibilities, Ray. If we could figure out what is so special about Subject #210, we might be able to convert regular people into vastly powerful beings of unimaginable potential.
Ray(OP): So you were going to kill a fucking innocent dog...just like you've already killed hundreds of other dogs with your sick fucking experiments.
5. Switch angles, we see that AT is exasperated and he's trying to reason with Ray. Ray is not convinced, and he looks disdainful of AT.
AT: How can you be so ridiculously shortsighted, Ray? Something about Subject #210's DNA is uniquely receptive to these gene grafts! What's one mutt's life against the chance for humanity to be reborn as a species of gods?
Ray: If he's such a fucking god-dog, can you even kill Mike?
6. AT takes a chocolate bar out of his jacket pocket.
AT: Oh, we can kill it. We don't need some absurdly rare radioactive isotope, either. All we need is enough theobromine. A simple chocolate bar will suffice.
7. AT hands the chocolate bar to Ray, and he takes it. Ray looks at the bar like he's accepting a knife that he's going to use to stab his best friend in the back.
AT: I don't know why, but Subject #210 trusts you, Ray. Help us lure it back to Project Spandex Cerberus. Get it to eat this, and you have my word that once we perfect the process on humans, you will be among the first of a metahuman race that will surely inherit the Earth.
1. We see Ray unwrapping the chocolate bar.
Ray: I have to admit, that's a very tempting offer.
Ray2: But you know what I think? I think Mike's a good dog.
Ray(thoughts2, larger font): Mike, help!
Ray3: I only knew him a short time, but we have something special.
Ray(thoughts3, even larger font): Come, Mike! Come, boy! Come!
2. Ray takes a big bite out of the chocolate bar.
Ray: Mike loves me, and fuck it, I love the furry freak of nature back.
AT(OP): Ray, think about this. don't say anything you might not live to regret.
Ray2: See, the thing is, I don't trust you. I'd bet good money that you and your military puppet masters plan on creating a super-powered army that will take over the world. You'll divide humanity into a minority of indestructible elite, and a majority of regular people who'll be helpless to stop you from doing whatever you want.
3. Cut to a tight shot of Mike napping at the top of a skyscraper. He looks up from his sleep. A thought bubble in the air above him has startled him awake.
Ray(thoughts): Come, boy! God damn it, where the fuck are you, Mike?
4. AT lifts Ray by the collar of his shirt and pushes him against Subject #210's cage. He points a gun at Ray's temple.
AT: You listen to me you little prick. You'll help us get Subject #210 back, and you'll trick it into eating enough chocolate to kill it, or I'll splatter your brains all over this lab. So help me god, I'll--
5. Same shot, but we see that AT's hand is missing at the wrist. At the end of his suit jacket sleeve, we see some smoke but no hand or gun.
6. Switch angles so that we see AT looking at his cauterized stump in shock, and behind him we see an angry and growling Mike. His eyes are red with heat vision and they're giving off red steam. We see AT's severed hand still holding the gun on the ground.
1. Now we see Ray and Mike joyfully reunited as AT stumbles away and out of the lab. He's stunned and cradling his burned stump. Mike is licking at Ray affectionately.
Ray: Mike, thank fuck! You saved me! Good boy, Mike!
Intercom: Attention: there has been a red level security breach. This is not a drill. Initiate lock down protocol.
2. The lab is now tinted red by the flashing alarm lights. Ray is starting to leave, but Mike is distracted by something off panel. Mike is hesitating to leave.
Ray: Oh shit. We gotta get out of here, Mike.
Mike: Did you hear that?
Ray2: Hear what? Come, boy, let's go!
3. Now we see that the thought bubble is coming from one of the dog cages. Mike's facing the dog cages, Ray is trying to pull him by the collar to get him to leave.
Intercom: I repeat, this is not a drill.
Ray: Mike, we have to fucking go right now, let's get the hell out of here!
4. Over Mike's shoulder, we see he's looking at a cage with the most deformed dog inside of it. It's a gigantic bloated mass, a pale green tumor with a chihuahua head sticking out of it. Make this creature as disgusting as you can, and make it look like it's in pain. We see that the thought bubble is coming from this dog.
Freak Dog(thoughts): Please...kill me. Kill me.
5. Tight shot of Mike's face. He looks disturbed.
Freak Dog(off panel thoughts): Kill me. Kill me. Kill me.
1. Pull out to show Mike facing the wall of dog cages. Ray is near him and still trying to get him to leave.
2. Same shot, but Ray reflexively turns away as Mike fires a huge, wide blast of heat vision that covers the entire wall of dog cages.
3. Cut to a shot of a couple of the dog cages. We see that charred, smoking skeletons of a few of the mutant dogs.
4. Cut back to Mike and Ray. Ray is now trying to pull Mike away again, and Mike is sitting there and howling. His dog face is pointed straight up and he's howling in utter sadness.
Mike: Ahhwooooooooooo! Ow, ow, awwwooooooooooooo!
1. Ray and Mike are surprised by a voice that's coming from the direction of the reader. They turn to face the voice, Mike whips his head in the direction of the voice with an extremely angry look on his face. He is baring his teeth and his eyes are glowing red again. Ray looks scared.
OP: Fire in the hole!
Ray: Oh no.
2. Cut to soldiers crowded in the doorway of the lab. We see a soldier holding a bazooka in the doorway, and behind him we see a bunch of soldiers crowded in the hallway. The end of the bazooka is consumed in flames and smoke, and a rocket has just exited the barrel of the weapon and it's a yard or so in front of the soldiers. It's flying through the air at Mike and Ray.
3. Same shot, but Mike flies at the approaching rocket at superspeed.
4. Mike hits the missile and it explodes. He flies through the explosion and at the soldiers. The soldiers are throw back by the concussive force of the blast. Part of the lab wall is destroyed.
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1. Now Mike is in the hallway and facing a small army that's jammed into the narrow passageway. The soldiers all have rifles/machine guns pointed at Mike and they are firing a barrage of bullets tat the dog. The bullets bounce off Mike harmlessly.
2. Mike barks and releases a massive gust of wind from his mouth that throws most of the soldiers from their feet.
3. Most of the soldiers are unconscious on the ground, but some are still standing and firing at Mike. Mike flies at a soldier and crushes his gun in his jaws while melting the barrel of another soldiers gun with heat vision.
1. Mike knocks out the remaining soldiers by flying around the hallway at superspeed and slamming into them so fast that they have no time to react. He looks like a superspeed pinball bouncing all around the hallway.
2. There's one frightened soldier left with his gun pointed at Mike. The rest are littered across the floor and knocked out.
3. The soldier drops his gun and runs away.
Soldier: Fuck this.
4. Over Mike's shoulder, the dog has returned to the lab where we see Ray on the floor. The smoke from the bazooka explosion has filled the room, parts of the lab are now on fire, Ray's on the floor coughing up smoke, and he's still reeling from the explosion.
Mike: Time to go, Ray. I hear more bad men coming. Bad! Very bad!
Ray: Can't...kaff kaff...can't fucking breath in here.
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1. Cut to the middle of a city street. Mike shoots out of a manhole, the manhole cover goes flying, Ray is hanging onto the dog by its neck. Cars swerve to avoid the two of them.
1. Ray and Mike are gaining altitude now.
Ray: Fuck...they're not going to stop coming for us, Mike.
Mike: What do we do, Ray?
2. Tight shot on Ray with one arm around Mike's neck, and the other is pointing off panel.
Ray: We need help. Turn right up ahead.
3. Cut to Lana from issue 1 in her apartment. She's reading a comic book on her couch. The comic is "Chrissy the Cat".
SFX: KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK
4. Lana gets up to answer the door, but no one is in the hallway. She hears someone speaking to her from inside the apartment.
Ray(OP): No, Lana, over here.
5. Over Lana's shoulder, we see Ray climbing through her heat vision melted window. Mike is floating inside her apartment.
Ray: Sorry about your window.
Mike: Hi, Lana! You smell nice.
6. Lana passed out and fell on the floor. Ray rushes to help her. Mike floats around her.
Mike: Good play dead, Lana! Good girl!
1. Cut back to the underground government facility. AT is pushing past a scientist that is trying to reason with him.
Scientist: Sir, you're obviously in shock. You're in no state to make this decision. You should have your wound treated immediately.
AT: Get out of my way.
2. Third person perspective of AT pushing open big, heavy double doors. The scientist follows him.
Scientist: Sir, I'm begging you to reconsider. These are our most stable results...well, I mean, besides Subject #210. These animals could be extremely useful for short term use in Afghanistan...
3. They are now in a dark room and AT is typing on a computer. The scientist is pestering AT. The two of them are facing the reader and we don't see what is in front of them.
Scientist: ...but you risk destabilizing their systems by forcing them to aggressively use their meta-abilities. What if we lose these animals and we still don't capture Subject #210? We'll be left with nothing.
4. Third person perspective of AT typing on the computer and the scientist next to him. On the computer, it says "Ventilation Process Has Begun". In front of them, we see a large flat panel screen that depicts security camera footage of a vault filled with gas. There are clouds of gas that fill the entire room, and several monstrous pit bulls passed out on the floor and chained to the wall by massive chains like the kind you would see tethering ocean liners to docks. These pit bulls look ridiculously muscular, pale green, and like more stable versions of the mutant dogs we saw before. They have large electronic collars around their necks that are intended to control them.
AT: We have no choice. I can't just let Subject #210 roam free in the outside world...that dog is the most valuable scientific discovery in the history of mankind.
5. Tight shot on the vents in the vault that are pulling the gas out of the room.
CAP: We tried to do this the nice way, but it's too late for that now.
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1. Pull out and show the inside of the vault. The gas in the room is almost completely gone, and the monstrous pit bulls are waking up.
CAP: It's time to let slip the dogs of war.