2054_KoreyangSchool

(After the fade to black, Ivan is walking through the ashes of Koreyang city. There is a thick of layer of ash on the ground, it blows against his armor. He leaves deep footprints as he walks. Ivan returns to the rest of the squad. They are gathered around an APC.) {The scene is grey, and very quiet. Ivan walks on, focused on his mission, but the camera pans out to show the silent, colorless city.}
Ivan: Nothing. No survivors, no bodies.
Eric: Nothing at all?
Ivan: It’s as if everyone stood up and left.
Annete: The question remains, where’d they stand up and go to?(Annete sits back into the APC’s driver seat.)
Andrews: We still have our orders. Search for survivors. Maybe someone got out safely.
(Andrews climbs into the front passenger seat, the rest climb into the back.)
Eric: A little blind hope never hurt anyone.
Ivan: Badly.
Andrews : (from the front)We’re going to check the cloning plant next.
Eric: Hmm. (To clones) A taste of home for you two?
Dog: The J,K, and L clones are built on Magellan.
Jake: (to Dog) I think he means that that they will be similar.
Dog: (Unembarrassed) Oh, okay.
Annete: What’s it like in there? Never been in one of those.
(Jake has a very brief flashback. {<= 1.5 seconds} Flashback uses a few of the pictures from the beginning. None are of friendly faces, social interaction or culture. They are of history, blueprints, formulas, maps, and combat training)
Dog: (shrugs)I don’t know. I guess it isn’t that different from any other military base. The training is the only thing I remember, I don’t remember any instructors or doctors. I guess the only thing matters is how well you throw a punch, not who taught you how to punch.
Andrews: Maybe. There is definitely a right way to do things and a wrong way to do things though. (Andrews looks back at Dog.) There’s more to it than who hits the hardest.
{Annete focuses on movement on a roof. The camera zooms in on a Talos soldier, it fires a rocket.}
Annete: Look out! (Annete spins the wheel, the marines slide in their seats. The rocket hits the side of the APC and leaves a serious dent in the interior.) {Camera is from behind Annete in the passenger cabin, the rocket has a smoke trail that can be seen through the front window as Annete spins the wheel.}
Andrews: Get out!
(The marines hop out and take cover behind the damaged APC.)
Annete: Hold on, I’ve got a fix on him. (Annete pops out from the front of the APC and squeezes off a shot. The Talos soldier crumples and slides off the building, hitting the ground with a crack.)
Annete: It was a lone sentry. We’re getting near something.
Andrews: The APC won’t run. We’ll continue on foot.
(Andrews looks at his map, then he gestures toward a damaged, multiple story, school nearby. He leads the squad through the front doors of the school.)
Andrews: (Quietly) Check the rooms.
(The squad walks through the classrooms, climbing through blasted out walls. They are tense and cautious, they have their weapons at the ready. Dog and Ivan simply scan the room and move on, ignoring the environment. Eric, Annete, and Andrews are slightly uncomfortable as they walk past empty desks and blood stains. Jake is completely awestruck by the classrooms it is unlike anything he has ever seen, it is almost like he is walking through a temple.
Colorful posters plaster the walls of the classrooms. Jake slows in one room. The room has plaster casts of kindergartener’s hand prints, with their name and age imprinted next to it. Jake looks at the prints and one draws his total attention. One of the plaster casts is of a Jake Lancaster, age six. Jake touches the print, his armored hand dwarfing the child’s print. Jake looks at his own hand, then at the print.
Annete walks up behind Jake. {The background walls behind Annete when he is walking over to Jake are covered in bullet holes and other signs of violence.} Annete pats Jake on the shoulder, quietly notices the print.
Annete: (Gently) Come on. (Annete follows the rest of the squad up a flight of stairs. Jake reluctantly follows.)
(The squad is all in one empty class room on an upper floor. Part of the outer wall has collapsed inwards, leaving a sunset vista where there used to be a wall. Debris litters the floor. There is loud creak from one of the two doors. The squad immediately raise their weapons. There is a tense moment as they focus on the door. The tension is broken by a brief ‘tinking’ noise.)
Annete: Grenade!
(Squad members dive for cover or are blown off of their feet by the grenade’s explosion){Camera is Jake’s POV during explosion.)