Post by MSS Productions on Mar 18, 2021 22:23:44 GMT
The episode opens to a shot of the bridge outside Eden, the evening darkness causing little dancing shadows across the surface of the bridge itself from the beams hanging overhead. It moves then into the maze of walls that separated Eden from the bridge and then into Eden proper itself.
It continued to move through the darkness to a small group gathered at the small fire nearest the community's entrance. Madison and Miles stood talking animatedly as the camera comes in closer to the pair
Madison Chaney: “It’s been a full day now Miles.”
Miles Wright: “She needed some time.”
Madison Chaney: “This much time?”
Miles Wright: “You know what happened to James Maddie. Everyone knows. There is no way this didn’t bring up some bad memories.”
Madison made a face and shook her head.
Madison Chaney: “I don’t like it. We don’t travel alone. That’s the number one rule. No one goes anywhere alone.”
Miles let out a little chuckle and looked down at the smaller blonde woman standing with him.
Miles Wright: “You aren’t gonna let this go are you?”
Madison Chaney: “Would she?”
Miles pursed his lips and stared down at her as if he were trying to find a reply but found nothing. He just shook his head and chuckled.
Miles Wright: “Fine, but you aren’t going alone.”
Madison Chaney: “Somehow I figured you would say that.”
The words hung in the air between the two before they turned and started toward where the bikes and vehicles were parked. As they walked the neon green logo faded into the center of the screen.
Afterlife
Episode 4
“Cowardice”
Starring
Bethany Kenyon as Abigail Ryder
And
Lilith Meadows as Madison Chaney
The two approached the parked vehicles and were soon joined by another pair. The platinum and blonde haired Vanessa and the perky little blonde Penelope approached the pair as they neared the rear fender of the bike.
Vanessa: “Abigail back yet?”
Miles Wright: “Not yet.”
Madison Chaney: “What do you care?”
Vanessa locked eyes with Madison, who started right back without an ounce of fear. Vanessa clicked her tongue and looked down laughing as if she were biting back the rage.
Vanessa: “Oh, you are so lucky we aren’t in Cold Creek anymore.”
Penny: “Vanessa…”
Vanessa: “I know. Dammit I know”
Samantha Hamilton as Jema Delacroix
Nathaniel Cartwright as Miles Wright
Shanna Mitchell as Vanessa
Jansen Myrrh as Gwen O’Neal
Vanesa turned her attention back to Madison.
Vanessa: “I need to talk to her.”
Miles looked between the two women, the animosity from the events of Cold Creek still clear as day.
Miles Wright: “We’re going to get her right now.”
Madison Chaney: “....Miles…”
Miles Wright: “No.”
Miles turned his attention to Madison and laid a hand on her shoulder as he leaned down and told her softly.
Miles Wright: “We live together Maddie, or we die alone. Right?”
Madison looked up into his eyes and sighed offering a nod.
Madison Chaney: “Right.”
Jessica Clarkson as Penelope Hargrove
Adrien Cochrane as Josiah Crane
Eavan Maloney as Fang
Broderick Montgomery as Claw
and
Claire Daniels as Talon
Miles Wright: “You two can ride with me.”
He told the pair and pulled open the door of the truck climbing into the drivers seat. Vanessa and Penny moved around to the passenger side and filed in with him while Madison threw one leg over her bike and kicked it to life.
The truck and bike roaring to life brought the attention of the camp but no one approached, no doubt thinking the group was simply making a supply run. The camera follows the two vehicles out into the maze of walls leading out to the bridge before fading.
**
The camera shifts inside the community known as Eden as Fang and Claw make their way across the walled community. As they move through the crowds attracting almost no attention the camera shifts to a single person standing a hundred yards away between two of the houses.
Josiah Crane.
The two figures moved through the crowds of people, speaking to some and ignoring others before heading out into the beginning of the maze of walls leading out to the bridge. The shot shifts back to Josiah as he watches one by one those the pair had spoken to broke apart from their groups and followed the two out.
Josiah’s eyes narrowed and the camera moved down revealing the fingers on his right hand opening up one by one.
Josiah was counting.
Josiah Crane: “Seventeen. What in the world could you be doing that would require seventeen people?”
Josiah emerged from the darkness between the two houses and made his way into the camp proper, stopping at a small group of people to pick up a pack and a little bottle of water before heading for the entrance to the maze of walls that made up the entrance to the bridge.
The camera then shifts around to the house in the center of town where the black and red haired Talon stood in her pristine pale skins staring at the entrance and the man that was slipping between them.
Her face set, cold and stone and unreadable.
**
The camera shifts to one of the fires that served as the hang out for those inside Eden. Jema was sitting near a fire by herself, though every now and then she did glance over and the camera shifts to show Gwen leaning back on the wheel of one of the trucks. Even after everything Gwen had said she still kept her eyes on the girl.
The shot shifts back to Jema as her eyes fell on Josiah crossing the camp. As she watched him Gwen let out a frustrated sigh and pushed herself to her feet brushing dust off her pants and walked to the small fire where Jema was sitting. She leaned down stuffing a bit of fruit into a bag along with a nasty looking little knife and a bottle of water.
As she tightened the bag and slung it over one shoulder Jema finally couldn’t just keep quiet anymore.
Jema Delacroix: "Where are you going?”
Gwen O'Neal: “Didn’t I tell you already!?”
Jema Delacroix: "Please?”
Gwen looked down at the woman sitting with one leg stretched toward the fire and bit her lip. The fact that Jema asked nicely and wasn’t being overbearing seemed to make it harder for the young woman to snap at her.
Gwen O'Neal: “I wanna see what’s got creepy uncle touchy all riled up.”
Jema blinked and looked over at Josiah before bursting into a faint little laughing fit at her chosen name. When Gwen turned and began to walk away Jema pushed herself up, slid the two hatchets into the little holsters on her hips and followed.
The two made it to the maze leading to the bridge when Gwen suddenly turned her attention to the taller amazon woman walking behind her.
Gwen O'Neal: “I don’t need your god damn protection Jema!”
Jema Delacroix: "I get it. You’re an adult and can worry about yourself but you got me curious about what Josiah’s up to now myself. So, if we’re both gonna be tracking him, then it’s safer to do it together. We’ll each have back up if we run into Ferals.”
Gwen looked back again and into the eyes of the woman with her.
Gwen O'Neal: “Partners?”
Jema Delacroix: "Fifty fifty.”
Gwen bit her lip and finally nodded.
Gwen O'Neal: “That’s all I ever wanted.”
Jema Delacroix: "....I know Gwen. I know.”
**
The camera shifts to reveal the department store just as Abigail came out through the little trap door that hid the entrance to the interior of it. She then removed the chain she had placed on the outside of the door and pulled the doors open. She headed back inside and came out pushing her bike.
She pushed the bike to the center of the street and threw a leg over it. She was just about to kick it to life when the sounds of another bike broke the silence. She looked up and found a motorcycle and a truck rounding the corner into the little one horse town.
Abigail immediately grinned a bit, knowing without needing to ask who the pair were. She sat back on her bike and waited until the bike approaching slowed to a stop beside her. When it did she glanced over at Madison with a lifted brow but Maddie only shrugged.
Madison Chaney: “We missed you.”
The truck pulled up on Abigail’s other side and Miles looked out from the drivers window.
Miles Wright: “Bull, she was worried.”
Abigail lifted a brow again and turned back to Madison who flushed a deep crimson.
Madison Chaney: “Was not.”
Abigail laughed softly and looked back and forth between the pair.
Abigail Ryder: “I was just about to head back.”
There was silence for a moment and then Madison asked softly.
Madison Chaney: “Jackson?”
Abigail Ryder: “...He got a Titans funeral. Like James would have wanted.”
Madison reached out a hand and touched Abigail’s on the handlebar of the bike, to which Abigail closed her hand around the girls accepting the affection. She shook the hand once and sniffled back a tear.
Abigail Ryder: “I’m okay. Promise.”
Miles motioned with his thumb to the pair with him and Abigail finally noticed Vanessa and Penny sitting in the truck with him.
Miles Wright: “They wanted to speak to you. Seemed important.”
Abigail blew out a breath and rolled her eyes as she threw her leg back off the bike, as if to say ‘Here we go’. She made her way around the truck to the passenger side and leaned her hip into the door staring in at Vanessa.
Abigail Ryder: “Yea?”
Vanessa’s jaw set and she stared defiantly into the face of the woman leaning on the door but Penny gently nudged her side with her elbow and Vanessa sighed.
Vanessa: “You were right.”
Abigail Ryder: “I usually am.”
Abigail said matter of factly which got Madison to groan and put her face in her hands but Miles snorted out a laugh. Even Penny giggled and Vanessa shook her head...though even Vanessa couldn’t help but grin.
Vanessa: “Don’t be an ass.”
Madison Chaney: “She can’t help it!”
Madison called out from where she sat with her face in her hand on her bike. Vanessa snorted another laugh then her face went serious.
Vanessa: “I don’t know anything about surviving out in this….”
She motioned around them with her hand.
Vanessa: “Shit. Neither does Josiah or Alice. You however? You and Madison and Miles? You do. So...it’s your show.”
Abigail stared into the window in shock. Whatever she had been expecting, this wasn’t it.
Abigail Ryder: “And what brought you to this realization.”
Vanessa glanced over at Penny.
Vanessa: “I had help…”
Miles didn’t look at the pair but smirked a bit as he stared at the steering wheel. Vanessa had her own Madison. Abigail, thinking something similar looked through the truck at the bike sitting beside her own and whispered.
Abigail Ryder: “Amazing how that’s all it takes for your world to change isn’t it?”
Vanessa followed her gaze and smiled softly.
Vanessa: “...Knew you’d get it.”
Abigail Ryder: “Alright then. Let’s go back.”
She slapped the top of the truck but before she could leave Vanessa added.
Vanessa: “The group’s uneasy back in Eden, so you know.”
Abigail stopped and blinked, looking back in the window.
Abigail Ryder: “Uneasy? How?”
Vanessa looked over at Penny who shrugged.
Penny: “There is just something about the people from Eden. It’s giving people the heebie jeebies.”
Abigail looked back at Miles and through the truck at Madson and found both of them were alert. They all knew a Scavengers best weapon was their instincts. If something felt wrong, get out. Come back later.
It kept them alive.
Abigail Ryder: “Let’s go back.”
Madison Chaney: “The highway back is choked off. We’ll have to take it slow and be careful.”
Abigail Ryder: “Alright then, let’s go. I wanna get back and talk to the others.”
Abigail said as she rounded the truck again and threw her leg over her bike.
Abigail Ryder: “Find out more about these...Heebie Jeebies.”
She kicked the bike to life and pulled out with Madison flipping a bitch behind her and the truck following along in the rear.
**
The shot shifts to Josiah carefully making his way down the road following the final member of the group that had filtered their way out. When he reaches a spot where the road narrows into a two lane highway the white skinned clad Edenian ventures off the highway and down a hill toward a clearing.
Josiah follows behind, careful to avoid being seen but when he reaches the highway and finds it still choked with cars he kicks over an arrangement of empty cans sending them rolling in all directions.
The sound caused the white skinned Edenian to stop and turn around, barely not spotting Josiah as he ducked behind a car. The man approached the highway and looked around, with the shot revealing Josiah huddled on the other side of the car where the man stood.
The man looked around, scanning the area then turned and continued on leaving Josiah to suck in a deep breath. He slowly makes his way around the cars bumper and follows the man down the hill where he disappeared into a small wooden area.
Josiah, unlike Abigail, got lucky that he saw the man ducking into the dead tree trunk and following him inside. Once inside however he found nothing but emptiness, then his eyes shifted down and the camera focused on the manhole cover.
Josiah Crane: “....This is so not a good idea…”
Josiah whispered but nonetheless pulled the manhole cover off revealing a small ramp leading down into the earth. He makes his way down, passing where the dirt slowly transformed into concrete and the woods turned into an underground tunnel system.
From where the tunnel system began he could hear the murmur of dozens of voices. Some of them were normal while others were screaming in agony or crying in unbridled terror at their situation.
He makes his way through the tunnels until he comes to the central chamber and throws himself to the side behind a stack of boxes just as one of the white skin clad Edenian’s was walking by carrying a small wooden box that was stacked in place only feet from where Josiah hid.
Voice: “Shhh. It’s okay. Shh.”
The voice was female and Josiah leaned to the side peeking through the stack of boxes. The beautiful Fang was crouched in front of what appeared to be a cage made of rot iron with her hand through the holes where she was holding a piece of charred meat.
Fang: “You have to eat.”
Voice of a boy: “I’m not eating that!”
Fang: “It’s an imperative in the brain to keep the body alive. You have to live.”
Suddenly the male voice began to weep, and even though Josiah couldn’t see him he swallowed down a lump in his throat. The weeping voice was filled with anguish and such sorrow.
Teenager: “My mom...My dad...why’d you do that?!”
Fang: “Because WE have to survive. Now if you eat this? We can let you out of the cage and you can join your new family. Or….”
The legs of another figure clad in white approached the crouched woman and Josiah struggled to see who it was, but the hole he was peeking through couldn’t view that high, but he did recognize the voice of Claw.
Claw: “The final count is seven that we can bring back to Eden Fang.”
Fang: “With so many slated for Transcendence we will need them.”
A hand suddenly shot out and grabbed her hand yanking her into the cage wall. Fang’s face slammed into the rot iron and she fell backwards to her ass, blood leaking down her chin from where her mouth had hit the cage.
The boy suddenly attacked the cage, his hands grabbing the holes in the iron and spit through it down on the fallen woman.
Teenager: “I’d rather die! FUCK YOU! FUCK ALL OF YOU!”
Claw’s hand lowered to reveal a long bladed knife but Fang reached up and grabbed his wrist stopping him from stabbing the boy through the cage.
Fang: “He’ll change his mind when he gets hungry enough. And if not….?
She left the final solution hanging in the air and took the other hand Claw offered. When she was pulled to her feet only her hips appeared now before the two turned and walked away from the peep hole.
Teenager: “NO! NO! KILL ME! KILL ME!”
When he was alone again the boy’s hands disappeared from the cage holes and the sound of him falling back into the floor was matched by the sound of him crying again.
**
The camera shifts back to topside to reveal Jema and Gwen approaching the same choked highway where Josiah had hidden from the Edenian. Unlike when Josiah was here however the two made it through without making unnecessary noise and started down the hill, with the camera angle showing Josiah below heading into the trees.
The two followed him down and into the treeline to find him gone, but as the two passed by the dead tree they heard the screaming from deep within the earth. Gwen looked around in shock but Jema’s narrowed eyes followed the sound and locked on the dead tree.
Inside the two count the cover leading down into the tunnel system had been left uncovered and that’s why the sound had carried so much louder than before. The camera followed them down into the earth and when they reached the bottom of the ramp and the start of the tunnel system they both heard the voice plain as day.
Voice: “NO! NO! KILL ME! KILL ME!”
Gwen O'Neal: “Jema….”
Gwen whispered in shock and looked over at the amazon woman. Jema was frozen in place, her eyes wide and alert.
Jema Delacroix: “I heard it too.”
Gwen O'Neal: “What is this place?”
Jema Delacroix: “I dunno…”
Jema looked over at the younger woman and bit her lip.
Jema Delacroix: “You...won’t leave even if I ask you to will you?”
Gwen’s face hardened and Jema lifted a hand by way of surrender.
Jema Delacroix: “Thought so.”
The two head down the tunnel to the central chamber where the dozens of cages came into view. The chamber was shown in greater detail now. It was filled with not only cages, but stacks of small wooden boxes, like the one Josiah had hidden behind. They were piled everywhere as if waiting for transport.
The chamber saw people in the white skinned robes moving between the cages pulling body parts or whole unconscious people from the cages. Other cages were revealed to have people inside who were barely alive. Some of them were so skinny their ribs were showing.
Jema Delacroix: “What in the hell…”
Gwen O'Neal: “Are they….starving people..?”
The two moved by the boxes that Josiah had hiding behind and no one was there. As they neared the point in the room where it opened up a figure came through a door at the opposite end of the room. The brown haired and bearded Claw entered the room holding a pile of dirty, or blood stained clothing.
Jema shoves Gwen hard and the girl falls to the side behind one of the blood stained cages with Jema coming in behind her. She grabs the cage with one hand to steady herself and the other instinctively placed on Gwen’s thigh. The former cop stared through the small holes in cage to watch Claw as he crossed the room to a fire and tossed the clothing in.
Claw: “How many boxes have been prepared?”
One of the others in the pale white skins looked down at a clipboard in their hand and scanned the details on it.
Edenian: “57.”
Claw reached up scratching his beard and nodded.
Claw: “57?”
Edenian: “Yessir.”
Claw: “That should be enough for the Great Gathering. Start transporting them back to Eden.”
Edenian: ‘Yessir.”
Claw: “We want to be ready when Divinity arrives.”
The camera came in to Jema and Gwen again as the two watched tensely through the cage.
Gwen O'Neal: “Divinity? What is that?”
Jema Delacroix: “It means God.”
Gwen looked over at Jema as if she had slapped her and growled.
Gwen O'Neal: “I know what it means dammit. Why are they saying it’s coming?”
Jema sucked in a deep breath and looked over at the girl meeting her gaze.
Jema Delacroix: “I don’t know Gwen.”
Gwen O'Neal: “Are they some kind of cult?”
Jema Delacroix: “I don’t know Gwen. You know as much as I do.”
Gwen O'Neal: “Be just our luck that out of the percent of the world that survived part of it would be a damn cult.”
That comment did make Jema chuckle under her breath.
**
Josiah waited until the coast was clear and then eased his way out from behind the boxes. He scanned the room and found it was now empty of anyone but those in the cages. A quick check around the room said that nearly a third of the cages were empty and when he saw that others were filled with body parts he retched, having to hold in the bile.
Passing through the room he crossed to a door on the other side and carefully slipped inside. The metal door opened into a smaller tunnel leading further into the underground system. He moved through it following the voices until it opened into another smaller room.
The room was filled with the same types of boxes he had hidden behind, but these were all empty and stacked on top of one another. As he looked down into one of them the door on the other side of the room opened and he quickly ducked behind the stack of boxes causing the boxes to waver.
The camera pulls out to reveal Josiah’s face as the boxes wavered. The Edenian on the other side grabbed a box from another stack, oblivious to the moving stack behind him. Josiah grabbed the sides of the boxes and steadied them, terror on his face but lucky for him the man on the other side never saw it, simply turned and headed back through the door closing it behind him.
Josiah sucked in a deep breath and emerged from his hiding spot following behind the man. The metal door opened without a sound revealing the room on the other side. He stepped inside, crouched behind a big wooden table and looked over the top of it with the camera following his gaze.
The room was bigger than the first and filled with dozens of Edenian’s. Claw and Fang were standing in the center of the room while the Edenian’s in the white cured skins went about their work.
The room was filled with dozens of strange metal sculptures. All of them were oddly shaped with points sticking out. Some of them had roaring fires burning under them. The whole room was given an eerie orange glow from the multiple burning fires and filled with a thin layer of murky smoke that funneled out through a ventilation system.
The audio filled suddenly with the sound of a heart beat picking up as the terror in Josiah grew.
Men and women were attached to the sculptures. Many of them were dead but some were still alive and screaming in agony as they were slowly cooked by the fire far below. The metal points of the sculptures had been punctured through their chests, feet or hands to hold them in place while the fire below prepared the meat.
Josiah Crane: “Oh...my….god.”
Josiah whispered as his hand tightened on the wooden table where he hid. He ducked down low as Claw passed the desk heading back through the door and back the way that Josiah had come.
Once he had passed Josiah looked again, his eyes wide and his mouth agap.
Josiah Crane: “...They’re Reavers….”
He whispered.
**
The camera shifts back to the main room as the white cured skin clad Edenian moves back through the door with Claw to begin transporting the boxes back to Eden. Jema and Gwen emerged from behind the cage and followed behind them.
Gwen O'Neal: “I don’t like this…”
Jema Delacroix: “I dont either Gwen but Josiah is here somewhere and we can’t leave him here.”
Gwen didn’t like the idea of risking her life for Josiah Crane and by the look on her face, neither did Jema but they both did it anyway.
They entered through the door into the small tunnel and into the small room where the boxes were stacked just as the door on the other side opened. Both the women hurried behind the nearest stack of boxes and hid, with Jema and the camera both catching Josiah hiding behind a stack across the room.
As Josiah saw them he jolted to the side and his shoulder bumped the stacks causing a single box to topple off the top and fall to the ground where it hit the concrete and broke with a crash.
The Edenians, Claw and Fang who had been near the door leading back out into the tunnel leading to the main room all stopped dead in their tracks and turned around looking at the seemingly empty room.
Fang stepped back through the door and looked around with narrowed eyes but the camera moved to Jema and Gwen. Jema locked eyes with Josiah telling him without words to remain still and calm, but the fear was already spreading across the man’s face.
Josiah’s eyes shift down to next to him and the camera catches a steel rod lying on the ground beside him. He reached down, his fingers closing around the cold steel. Jema watched this expecting him to fight with it but while Claw’s eyes were turned away he gave an apologetic look at the two girls and threw the rod.
It crossed the room in slow motion, Jema’s face a mask of shock watching it sail through the air while Josiah ducked back into the safety of his hiding spot. The rod connects with the boxes the two were hiding behind sending them toppling over to cover them.
Claws eyes widened when the two women came into view in a tangle of limbs and wooden boxes.
Claw: “GET THEM!”
He screamed in hate as Jema shoved the box off her and kicked another off Gwen. She didn’t have time to look across the room at the man that had betrayed them, just grabbed Gwen by the collar and pulled her to her feet, shoving her toward the door leading back into the cook chamber.
Claw, Fang and the Edenian’s all rushed through the room shoving the boxes out of their way and once the room was empty Josiah hurried out the door leading back toward the entrance. The camera however follows the group as they rush into the room revealing Gwen driving a knife into the face of one of those pulling an arm off the rack for cutting.
In front of her Jema had the two hatchets out, one in each hand and was cutting down anyone who got within reach of her. One of the Edenians rushed her and she lowered a shoulder driving it into their stomach and threw herself up throwing them over her. They landed hard on the cement floor and Jema turned driving the blade of the hatchet down into their face where it landed with a wet CRUNCH.
Jema slowly rose, a hatchet in each hand and blood now covering her beautiful face, her blonde hair hanging over the sides of her face. She locked eyes with the group coming in and spread her arms.
Jema Delacroix: "COME ON THEN!”
Fang however stretched her arms out to stop the others from charging. She looked first from Jema to Gwen and the camera saw a flash of Gwen screaming at the older blonde and the anguish it had caused her.
The blonde Reavers lips suddenly curled into a cruel, sadistic smirk and she opened a hand pointing a single finger at Gwen.
Fang: “Take the kid.”
Jema’s eyes shot to Gwen as the entire horde descended on her.
Jema Delacroix: ‘NO!”
Gwen did her best to fight but there were simply too many of them. She got the first one in the chest sending them to the ground but the others simply hit her in a rush.
Jema hit them from behind, the hatchets cutting into them without mercy. She screamed in rage as she took one in the side with her left hand and another in the neck with her right. Behind the rage in her face however was fear.
She needed to get to Gwen.
Gwen let out a scream as a blade emerged from her calf from a wounded Reaver lying on the ground and she toppled to the side. Another Reaver dropped on top of her trying to bring down a knife but she grabbed his wrist to stop the blade from reaching her just as one of the hatchets took the man atop her in the side of the head shooting blood across Gwen’s face.
Gwen looked up and time seemed to slow down. Her heart pounding filled the speakers as the bearded Claw came into view, the steel bar Josiah had thrown extended from his hand.
Gwen O'Neal: “...No….”
Was all she could get out as the muscular man swung the bar and it connected with the side of Jema’s head. She toppled to the side, blood exploding from her blonde hair. Gwen watched her in slow motion hit the ground, her eyes glazed over and foggy. She looked up in time to see Fang standing over her and her booted foot came into frame stomping down on Gwen’s face knocking her out.
Jema slowly reached out, fingertips inching toward her hatchets which had bounced from her hands away from her when she hit the concrete. She looked up, blood staining her beautiful hair and face and slurred.
Jema Delacroix: “Don’t...you..fucking...touch...her…”
Claw: “What do we do now!? She’s one of those in Eden!”
The camera moved to the beautiful face of Fang who suddenly smirked.
Fang: “Prepare her.”
Jema grunted trying to struggle but the blow to the head was sapping too much of her strength. Strong arms took her by the arms and torso dragging her to her feet. She tried to struggle but was simply too weak as three of the white skin clad Edanian’s dragged her across the room. She reached out a hand for Gwen who was lying on the floor unconscious as she was lifted into the air.
She let out a loud scream of agony as she was driven down onto one of the racks, the camera catching the steel spike erupting from her thigh. Another of the Edenian’s took her by the wrist and shoved her arm to the side sending another of the spikes through her forearm and a third through her hand.
Jema screamed each time her flesh was penetrated by the steel, only falling silent when her head lulled down, chin touching her chest as she the shock of the pain ripped her consciousness from her.
Claw: “What about the kid?”
Fang: “Let’s get the tribute out and then we’ll put her on a rack with the other bitch.”
The camera moves across the room to Gwen unconscious and bleeding lightly from her calf before moving across the floor and up the blonde amazon’s body and the trauma she had suffered before fading to black as the episode ends.