 |
Stone Dragon Press Script Style Sheet and Samples
We expect scripts to be very strict in form and
content. Please vary as little as possible from these guidelines. If
you feel stuck, write us about it, and we'll help you out. We are very happy to help you learn to use the
script form and to stick to our required
script content.
Please feel free to contact us with any questions. Refer to our
sample scripts and ask us about them, too.
SCRIPT FORM
Please follow the script form below very closely. As you look at this,
set your browser window about 8.5" wide; if you can set it that
wide, you'll probably understand better what we're trying to say.
| Styles |
Use only the five text styles
below. (Keep reading, and we'll explain how to use them.) |
| LOCATION |
flush left; 24 pt (.33 in) space above; text: all caps |
| description/direction |
flush left; 24 pt (.33 in) space above; plain text |
| ACTOR |
centered; 24 pt (.33 in) space above; text: all caps |
lines |
flush left; margin indented 1.5 in; text: plain |
direction |
centered; margin indented 1.5 in; text: italic |
Please limit your text to the five styles above. Below are
explanations of the styles, and we'll build a script as we go so you can
see how content and form work together.
SCRIPT CONTENT
It's often a little hard to limit yourself to the proper content of a
script, but with a little work, you can do it. You will find that script
content is actually quite simple if you follow the form, and honing your
skill at saying less will make the script go very fast when you are
writing. When writing a script:
- Note where the shot takes place (an office, a street, the main character's car, the female lead's bathroom).
- Note the content of the shot (a phone rings, a car goes by; he sniffs up the drugs; she turns on the water and begins to talk into the celtel).
- State what is happening to the characters on the inside (Bob is angry) without saying how it happens
(Bob frowns or Bob turns red).
- Portray room contents in the most general way.
- Look through your script for any kind of shot (closeup, pan, American shot, medium shot) and delete it. Writing in the shots is
direction, and that comes at a later stage when you begin to work with the artist.
- Write short biographies (fewer than 250 words) of the major characters and the supporting characters. Let us read these
and decide what it means when you say "He gets angry" or "filled with frustration."
Remember, it is up to the artist to be the director (decide which shot best
portrays the intended content; what expressions portray the characters
best) and the cinematographer (portray in the best possible way what has
been directed).
- LOCATION
The Location style "establishes the shot"it states only where the
action is taking place: dawn on a far planet; the inside of a tank during a
battle; a Kryptonian city in a jar in Superman's Fortress of Solitude. The
Location style has three components
- interior or exterior, abbreviated INT and EXT
- time of day
- the name of the location.
and takes the form IOXTODNOL ("interior or exterior""time of
day""name of location"). Here are some examples:
your mother's house in the morning INTMORNINGMOM'S HOUSE
a front lawn at dusk on a far planet EXTDUSKA FAR PLANET
the inside of a tank during a battle INTA TANK
a Kryptonian city in a jar in the Fortress of Solitude INTKRYPTOPOLIS
dawn at a French farmouse in WWII EXTDAWNA FRENCH FARMHOUSE
Note that the time of day can be omitted in places where the time of day
isn't important or can't be determined, like a tank; a spaceship; or a
city-in-a-bottle in a windowless room. Be sure the TOD really isn't
important before you omit it.
Here's our script so far:
EXTDAWNA FRENCH FARMHOUSE
- description/action
Once the shot is established with the Location style, the
description/direction style gives the details of the location and notes
general action. For example, we have established the shot as EXTDAWNA
FRENCH FARMHOUSE. That's a general picture to start from. In the
description/action style, you might say:
The farmhouse is slightly burned. The windows are broken out.
The house stands at a slight angle as if recoiling from the explosion that
made the crater in the front yard. The roof is made of dried straw and
hangs low by the front door. Three SOLDIERS exit the farmhouse. An
ARTILLERY SHELL goes by overhead and there is a DISTANT BOOM.The third
soldier, a PRIVATE, pauses, takes a last long drag from a cigarette and
throws it aside. He does not stamp it out. The first soldier, a SARGEANT,
sees this, turns back, and stamps it out.
Here are some things to note about the description section:
- Character's names are in caps (capitalized) the first time they appear. This should happen generally ("Three SOLDIERS exit
the farmhouse") and when they are specifically identified ("The third soldier, a PRIVATE, pauses
").
- Sounds and other things that should be explicit should be in caps. These are things you might put on a sound track in a film or expect the
artist to denote somehow in the frames. Above, the sound of the artillery shell is noted ("there is a DISTANT BOOM"), and in one of our examples
below, an important background sign is noted ("
and a SIGN that says 'This Entire Building is a Smoke-Free Environment'.")
These notes should be as general as possible. For example, if one superhero strikes another, write "STRIKES another" and let the
artist decide if it should be Cludd!, Thump!, Boff! or Smack!
This may seem like a limiting form, but look at the difference between
these two versions of the same scene.
Three SOLDIERS exit the farmhouse. An ARTILLERY SHELL goes by
overhead and there is a DISTANT BOOM.The third soldier, a PRIVATE, pauses,
takes a last long drag from a cigarette and throws it aside. He does not
stamp it out. The first soldier, a SARGEANT, sees this, turns back, and
stamps it out.
Three soldiers exit the farmhouse, a SARGEANT and two
PRIVATES. An ARTILLERY SHELL goes by overhead and there is a DISTANT BOOM.
PRIVATE #2, pauses, takes a last long drag from a cigarette and throws it
aside. He does not stamp it out. The SARGEANT sees this, turns back, and
stamps it out.
In the first version, we might be taking a longer look at them from a
distancethey are just "three soldiers," and we don't distinguish them or
their rank until one of them takes a distinguishing action (smoking a
cigarette). In the second version, we focus on them individually much
earlierwe see their rank as they exit the farmhouse rather than at
the point of smoking. While this doesn't seem like much difference, you be
the director: if you were making this as a film, how would you shoot these
two moments of the story? How would they be different? How the same? The
script form can be subtle and powerful.
Here's our script so far:
EXTDAWNA FRENCH FARMHOUSE
The farmhouse is slightly burned. The windows are broken out. The house
stands at a slight angle as if recoiling from the explosion that made the
crater in the front yard. The roof is made of dried straw and hangs low by
the front door.
Three SOLDIERS exit the farmhouse. An ARTILLERY SHELL goes by overhead
and there is a DISTANT BOOM.The third soldier, a PRIVATE pauses, takes a
last long drag from a cigarette and throws it aside. He does not stamp it
out. The first soldier, a SARGEANT, sees this, turns back, and stamps it out.
- ACTOR
This is simply the name of the character speaking.
SARGEANT
If it's a recording or something similar, use (character name)'S VOICE. For
example, if one of the privates is reading a letter from his mother and
hearing it in her voice, write:
MOTHER'S VOICE
Here's our script so far:
EXTDAWNA FRENCH FARMHOUSE
The farmhouse is slightly burned. The windows are broken out. The house
stands at a slight angle as if recoiling from the explosion that made the
crater in the front yard. The roof is made of dried straw and hangs low by
the front door.
Three SOLDIERS exit the farmhouse. An ARTILLERY SHELL goes by overhead
and there is a DISTANT BOOM.The third soldier, a PRIVATE pauses, takes a
last long drag from a cigarette and throws it aside. He does not stamp it
out. The first soldier, a SARGEANT, sees this, turns back, and stamps it out.
SARGEANT
- lines
This is what the characters say, and it is only what they say. Any action
or direction that is very specific or close to this character is saved for
the "direction" style.
SARGEANT
You must be just about the dumbest private in this whole war. If sargeants
had a "dumb private" contest, I would take you, 'cause I'd be sure to win.
But I wouldn't show you to anybody before the contest or else I couldn't
make any money from betsany sargeant there would take one look at you and
say, "He's got a winner there. A dumb private. The dumbest." And
they just wouldn't bet.
PRIVATE #2
What'd I do, Sarge? What'd I do?
Here's our script so far:
EXTDAWNA FRENCH FARMHOUSE
The farmhouse is slightly burned. The windows are broken out. The house
stands at a slight angle as if recoiling from the explosion that made the
crater in the front yard. The roof is made of dried straw and hangs low by
the front door.
Three SOLDIERS exit the farmhouse. An ARTILLERY SHELL goes by overhead
and there is a DISTANT BOOM.The third soldier, a PRIVATE pauses, takes a
last long drag from a cigarette and throws it aside. He does not stamp it
out. The first soldier, a SARGEANT, sees this, turns back, and stamps it
out.
SARGEANT
You must be just about the dumbest private in this whole war. If sargeants
had a "dumb private" contest, I would take you, 'cause I'd be sure to win.
But I wouldn't show you to anybody before the contest or else I couldn't
make any money from betsany sargeant there would take one look at you and
say, "He's got a winner there. A dumb private. The dumbest." And
they just wouldn't bet.
PRIVATE #2
What'd I do, Sarge? What'd I do?
- direction
This is the action or direction that is very specific or close to this
character. This should be saved for small things that happen during the
dialog.
SARGEANT
mimicking him
"What'd I do, Sarge? What'd I do?"
now he's angry
You just about burnt down the whole French countryside with your damn cigarette!
apparently calmer
Lookit that straw right there. If it was to fall off the roof and onto your
burning cigarette, the whole roof, this whole farm, and everything around
here might have caught fire. It's two weeks since it rained, it's too damn dry,
exploding
and you're too damn dumb to put out your cigarette!
PRIVATE #2
trying to temper the situation
Maybe you should be a little more constructive, Sarge.
SARGEANT
Constructive? You're as dumb as he is! I ain't trying to be
"constructive," I'm trying to survive this damn war. I ain't gonna survive
if he burns me to death!
takes his helmet off and slaps it against his thigh
That's it. From now on,
indicating them in turn, Private #1 first
you're Dummy One, and you're Dummy Two.
PRIVATE #1
like a kid who's been given a bad nickname
Aww, Sarge
SARGEANT
Aww, shut up. he puts his helmet on and is all business
Dummy One, Dummy Twofall in and move out.
Here's our script so far:
EXTDAWNA FRENCH FARMHOUSE
The farmhouse is slightly burned. The windows are broken out. The house
stands at a slight angle as if recoiling from the explosion that made the
crater in the front yard. The roof is made of dried straw and hangs low by
the front door.
Three SOLDIERS exit the farmhouse. An ARTILLERY SHELL goes by overhead
and there is a DISTANT BOOM.The third soldier, a PRIVATE pauses, takes a
last long drag from a cigarette and throws it aside. He does not stamp it
out. The first soldier, a SARGEANT, sees this, turns back, and stamps it
out.
SARGEANT
You must be just about the dumbest private in this whole war. If sargeants
had a "dumb private" contest, I would take you, 'cause I'd be sure to win.
But I wouldn't show you to anybody before the contest or else I couldn't
make any money from betsany sargeant there would take one look at you and
say, "He's got a winner there. A dumb private. The dumbest." And
they just wouldn't bet.
PRIVATE #2
What'd I do, Sarge? What'd I do?
SARGEANT
mimicking him "What'd I do, Sarge? What'd I do?"
now he's angryYou just about burnt down the whole
French countryside with your damn cigarette! apparently
calmerLookit that straw right there. If it was to fall off the
roof and onto your burning cigarette, the whole roof, this whole
farm, and everything around here might have caught fire. It's two weeks
since it rained, it's too damn dry, exploding and
you're too damn dumb to put out your cigarette!
PRIVATE #2
trying to temper the situationMaybe you should be a
little more constructive, Sarge.
SARGEANT
Constructive? You're as dumb as he is! I ain't trying to be
"constructive," I'm trying to survive this damn war. I ain't gonna survive
if he burns me to death! takes his helmet off and slaps it
against his thighThat's it. From now on, indicating
them in turn, Private #1 firstyou're Dummy One, and you're
Dummy Two.
PRIVATE #1
like a kid who's been given a bad nicknameAww,
Sarge
SARGEANT
Aww, shut up. he puts his helmet on and is all
businessDummy One, Dummy Twofall in and move out.
He takes the lead and heads away from the farmhouse into the nearby woods.
They fall in behind him and follow him single file.
You may feel the our script form and content are too limiting, but look at
the samples below before deciding.
SAMPLE SCRIPTS
This script follows the form and content very strictly, but you will see
how powerful even a strict interpretation can be. (This script is adapted
without permission from Gun, with Occasional Music by Jonathan
Lethema wonderful book, by the way. Permission or not, this is ©
1998 by CJ Stone.)
GUN, WITH OCCASIONAL MUSIC
INTNIGHTAN OFFICE BUILDING
METCALF enters a door MARKED "T. Sturgeon, Mammal Dentist" and below that
"Metcalf Inquisitions." A LITTLE BELL sounds as he enters. The anteroom has
an office desk but otherwise looks like a doctor's office. Metcalf enters
his sub-office, hangs up his hat and coat, and puts his gun on his chair.
He listens to the answering machine.
METCALF'S VOICE
This is Conrad Metcalf. I'm not available right now, in all likelihood
because I'm looking through your window. Please leave a message after the
tone.
STANHUNT'S VOICE
Metcalf, this is Maynard Stanhunt. I just read your report and
look, I
know she's seeing someone
some other man. Just
just
METCALF
(he's heard it a thousand times)
slap her around a little
STANHUNT'S VOICE
slap her around a little
and tell her to come home, OK? OK?
METCALF
No, it's not OK. Why does it take them two weeks to figure out they want a
boxer instead of a PI?
Metcalf finds Stanhunt's phone number and DIALS it. While he is waiting for
an answer, he reaches into his desk drawer and pulls out a mirror and a
MAKEPAK (a small wax-paper envelope with powder in it).
VOICE
Dr. Stanhunt's residence.
METCALF
Dr. Stanhunt, please. This is Conrad Metcalf.
VOICE
One moment please.
While Metcalf is waiting, he pours the powder on the mirror; finds a razor
blade; chops the powder up; and separates it into three lines.
STANHUNT
Stanhunt.
METCALF
Dr. Stanhunt, this is Conrad Metcalf.
STANHUNT
Please say your name again.
METCALF
Conrad Metcalf.
STANHUNT
Tell me how I know you.
METCALF
How you know me? Doctor, you hired me to follow your wife two weeks
ago.
STANHUNT
(making a statement rather than asking a question)
You are a private inquisitor.
METCALF
Doctor, why are youIs someoneOh, hell. Doctor, are you taking
Forgettol?
STANHUNT
There's a card here by the phone that says I am, so if I know you from my
business hours activities, you should call me at my office
tomorrow.
METCALF
It's about your wife.
STANHUNT
Call me tomorrow at my office.
Stanhunt hangs up.
METCALF
If I ever get my hands on the guy who invented Forgettol
Metcalf sits down, rolls up a bill, and snorts up one of the lines of
powder. He shivers briefly, then leans back in his chair and puts his feet
on his desk.
INTEARLY MORNINGMETCALF'S OFFICE
Metcalf is sleeping face-down in his own drool on his desk. Next to the
mirror are the razor blade, the rolled-up bill, and three empty
makepaks.
The door opens fast and BANGS against the wall as JENNY enters fast, not
realising Metcalf is there. He leaps awake and grabs his gun at the same
time.
METCALF
(leveling the gun at Jenny)
FREEZE!
JENNY
( Jenny squeals her fright)
Jeepers, Conrad, it's me! Don't shoot!
(Metcalf is still waking up, identifying her)
I didin't know you was here or I woodena come in so fast. I mean, here's a
note from the doctor and your order from the makery.
She holds out a folded piece of paper and a small cardboard box.
Intelligence finally returns to Metcalf's eyes. He recognizes her, points
the gun away from her, and motions her to put the items on the desk. He
puts his gun away.
METCALF
Did they get the make right this time?
JENNY
Sure, Conrad. Mostly Acceptol, touch of Regrettol, legal minimum addictol.
See, I even tested it myself with a little kit that came in the mail.
(Holds up the test results)
It's just amazing the stuff you get in the
METCALF
abruptly interrupting her
The note from Dr. Stanhunt?
Metcalf turns on the radio
JENNY
No, from Dr. Sturgeon, dental friend to the animal kingdom and your
landlord. He's getting bent about the rent. And he says the patients are
complaining about the radio.
RADIO
And now the news in music.
(some INDUSTRIAL MUSIC plays, then some PASTORAL MUSIC, as they
talk)
METCALF
Who, the rabbits?
JENNY
He didin't say. Just please keep it down or he takes it out on me. Speaking
of which, three q-words already this morning and you ain't even said
hello.
METCALF
Sorry, Jenny, you scared me empty when you came in. Uh, tell, uh
(the radio plays the MUSIC FROM THE "PSYCHO" SHOWER SCENE,
including Hitchcock violin yeeps)
JENNY
Ooh, that violin stuff is creepy!
METCALF
It's murder.
JENNY
I'll say! I'm already grinding my teeth. Good thing I work for a
dentist.
METCALF
No, it's literally murdersomebody's dead. That means work for me.
Asimov's out of town, and Surface is
(distasteful) evolved, so I'm
the only human left for the job.
RADIO
And that's the news. Now for our program of morning music.
(MUSIC plays)
A BELL rings in the outer office.
JENNY
Gotta goNoah's Ark needs me.
(she almost leaves)
Oh, Conrad, there's a guy out here to see you. I thought you wasn't in, so
he's waiting, but you are so do you want meoh! (the shock of
the very impolite)
METCALF
(laughing)
A respectable girl like you asking questions of an unmarried man!
JENNY
Well, it ain't polite!
METCALF
(still laughing)
Send him in.
RADIO
And now the news in words.
(a man enters Metcalf's office, and Metcalf waves him to a
chair)
Industrial starts are up. Agricultural products and exports are even. In
local news, Dr. Maynard Stanhunt, a local urologist, was found dead in a
hotel early this morning. The Inquisitor's Office has declared his death a
murder. So far, their only suspect is Orton Angwine, a local man recently
discharged from the Armed Services. Today's weather
Metcalf turns off the radio and turns to the man.
METCALF
You must be Orton Angwine.
ANGWINE
surprised
Yes. How did
I mean, I'm surprised you figured that out from just the
radio report.
METCALF
There's a little more to it than that.
In this example, the author is slightly more directedshe has taken a
little more license to decide the tone of the portrayalbut only a little
more. This script is much less finished that the one above, and you will
see some of the author at work. We want you to send us completed, polished
scripts, but we have put this here so you can see "under the hood" and get
an idea of how an author works with the form to create something powerful.
(This script is an original work © 1998 by Catherine R. Wahl.)
MIDNIGHT MAN
INTEARLY MORNINGJANE'S APARTMENT
Successive views of a neighborhood, a very good neighborhood, from general
to specific: this whole city; this beautiful vista; this expensive-looking
neighborhood; this street; this building; this mailbox in the building's
foyer, which reveals JANE'S NAME AND APARTMENT NUMBER; this door to her
apartment (same NUMBER).
Inside, this DIPLOMA (PHD in psychology); this PICTURE of her and her
ADVISOR at her graduationwith the MANUSCRIPT "To my neatest student
in
both senses of that word! I wish you a successful and uncluttered future"
his signature
Her apartmenta pig sty. The whole place is a mother's nightmare: the
kitchen has overflowing garbage, an encrusted stove, a sink full of
unscraped dishes, dishes on the counter with moldy, half-eaten portions
still on them; the dinette table looks like this, too, but on top of the
table's mess is take-out/delivered food debris (pizza boxes, Chinese
takeout boxes, etc.) in a sort of super-layer of garbage; numerous
ashtrays are full, overflowing, and spilt with portions of cigarettes
ranging from absolute butts to barely smoked; there's a path among the
dropped, wrinkled, dirty clothing; and a woman asleep on the couch.
She is a reflection of the room: wrinkled, stained, dusty, bedraggled,
drawn.
She jerks awake, screaming. Still looking at the inside of her head, she
"whoops down" to silence and relative stillness and begins to look for a
cigarette. She eventually takes one of the longer ones from an ash tray,
lights it, and tries to pour a drink from a whiskey bottle. The bottle is
empty, and she tosses it where several others are also empty. She opens a
cabinet. Inside is a brandy bottle and several crystal snifters. The
snifters begin to HUM and then to RING. She screams NO and SLAMS the
cabinet door. She turns to run, and the empty whiskey bottles are stacked
in a pyramid in front of her. She stops short but loses her balance and
falls into them. As she falls, she grabs at the wall to steady herself and
brings down the graduation picture. As she lays among the bottles, she sees
the photo, sees the man in the photo. She crawls to the phone with the
photo in her hand and DIALS a number.
JANE
I have to see you. I need help. No, today. Now, if you can. I'll come
straight away. Thank you.
As before, this Advisor-looking neighborhood (near the university? On the
university campus?); this angle of the university; this building; this
name-list in the building's foyer, which reveals JOHN ADVISOR'S NAME AND
OFFICE NUMBER; this door to his office (same NUMBER). John's SECRETARY,
Secretary is on the phone
SECRETARY
A lady called from KMMS about an interview; a gentleman called from
Academic Press about a chapter for a book
you have, OK, that's off my
list; a lady called from your alma mater
Yes
I'll handle that, then;
well,
(she sees Jane)
May I help you?
JANE
I'm here to see Dr. Advisor.
SECRETARY
(gives her the once over and then to phone)
and there's a
woman here to see you
I will.
(to Jane)
Just a moment, and he'll be out.
While all this is going on, Jane has lit a cigarette right in front of
Secretary and a SIGN that says "This Entire Building is a Smoke-Free
Environment"
SECRETARY
(gives Jane an ash tray in which to put her cigarette out)
I'm sorry, but there's no smoking here.
JANE
I'm sure there isn't. I'm probably not doing it now. Thanks for the ash
tray.
Jane turns from Secretary, keeps the ash tray, and does not put her
cigarette out.
JOHN comes to the door as they finish their ash tray exchange. He is all
smiles and so on, happy to see Jane.
JOHN
Well, it's been a long time, but I'm glad to see you. Come right in.
On seeing her, his face quickly goes from happy happy joy joy to surprise
and concerned analysis. When the door is closed, he proceeds to his desk,
makes for her to sit, changes the lighting for maximum intimacy between
doctor and patient.
JOHN
I see you look as bad as you sounded on the phone. And you are
smoking.
JANE
Yes, well, I can't sleep, and I can't stay awake, and I my stomach reaches
a limit with coffee, especially with no food, and I keep spilling the hot
coffee on myself, which isn't a problem with a cigarette.the
hand with the cigarette is shaking pretty badly, and she indicates it as an
example of what she's talking about
JOHN
So, you are having trouble sleeping, having trouble when awake, depressed
appetite with a nervous stomach, and you have the shakes. Your symptoms
sound like post traumatic-stress syndrome. What happened? What's the
problem?
She starts to giggle and then to laugh, which becomes hysterical laughter,
which she finally calms down from. He watches, makes himself a note, picks
up the phone.
JOHN
(On phone)
Would you cancel my appointments for today? Thank you. Yes, reschedule if
you can. If anyone ballisticates, make a note, and I'll call them myself
tonight. Yes, that's fine. Thanks. You can go for today if you wish. Yes,
good bye.
(to Jane)
Jane, start at the beginning, wherever that is, and start telling me what
happened to you, whatever that is. Just repeat the events as they happened
to you and as you remember them.
JANE
I don't remember them. I don't. They didn't happen. To me or anyone. They
didn't. They don't. They won't.
JOHN
Well, you used to feel ok, and now you don't. So go back to where you felt
ok last, and then tell me what happened after that.
JANE
I had a dream. A long dream, very detailed. I had it over and over, I'm
sure
It was every night, and I couldn't sleep good.
JOHN
Since when? For how long?
JANE
Since the dream! Since I started dreaming that thing. Oh, god, it came out
of me, I'm so sick. And I can't stop! Dreaming, or hallucinating, or
projecting or
(she screams a frustration scream, but with fear)
JOHN
Tell me the dream. Start anywhere. Tell me any part.
JANE
OK. This guy I know, this is the dream, this guy I know, from college, when
I was first taking stuff from you as an undergrad, he, uh, he's having
some, some problems.
(Calming down, becoming more clinical, professional)
The, his report is fairly unusual, but you take what you get.
INTERIORWHAT TIME OF DAYMMM'S APARTMENT
A one-bedroom apartment bordering on dingey. It's three features are
bookcases from floor to ceiling, even over the door to the kitchen and the
bathroom/closet; some other thing I forgot while I was writing feature #1;
and a man asleep in his bed. The bed takes up most of the larger front room
of the apartment. Some books are askew next to a large, comfortable chair
clearly equipped for reading.
A RINGING begins, dimly at first, the SOUND OF A CRYSTAL GLASS BEING RUBBED
ALONG THE RIM. This SOUND INCREASES in a crecendo to a LOUD CRACK that
wakes the man up. He sits up.
MIDNIGHT MAN
What the hell
A very fine mist of plaster DUST DROPS between him and the rest of the
room. He looks up very slowly, leaning back a little to avoid getting the
dust in his eyes, puzzled. He gets out of bed, goes to the bookcase, takes
out a few books, and feels a large crack that wasn't there before. He takes
several books out of higher shelves, revealing the crack. He follows the
crack with his eyes, up the wall, across the ceiling, and down between the
two windows of the other side of the room. Plaster DUST SIFTS randomly out
of the crack at various points.
|
 |