curve of her dress.
Corky does not look away, instead she stares straight into
Violets eyes.
Violet stares back, a faint smile on her painted lips. It
is awkward at first, the tension between them escalating.
The doors "ding" and glide open.
Violet slowly turns and steps into the hall just behind
Ceasar.
Corky follows them down the hall.
??
INT. HALL
They reach the door at the end of the hall. Ce
curving, deep-water Santee River.
SUPERIMPOSITION:
SOUTH CAROLINA
April, 1776
The post rider rides along a raised swamp road. On either
side of the road, gorgeous shafts of sunlight pierce the
canopy falling onto soft, swaying ferns that cover the
high grounds. Hundreds of BIRDS SING. The water is
clear, with fields of floating lily pads, each with a
stark white flower rising from it.
EXT. FRESH
curve,
this is not, Tom?
How many deaths?
Hundreds.
Sad, but noncatastrophic.
Judy, and on the plan
international?
Gnocide in Eastern Europe.
The Japanese economy breaks down.
The Average East, of course.
Illegal sale of weapons
nuclear by the Russian Maffia
in Pakistan and India.
Climatic anomalies
persist,
it snows in Johannesburg.
They are the news of
last week. Filling.
Facts randomly
curve. Then, dead ahead, is the end of
the trough, which is half-blocked by a rock-encrusted embankment. The
MUSIC builds.
The Shinkai approaches the embankment. Slowly starts to glide up the
side. The Captain and Science Officers seem mesmerized by all the
lonely creepiness. They crest the embankment.
And the plexi-domed VIEW FILLS with an unimaginable horror. As far as
the eye can see, the enti