Post Production

A large man sat in a darkened room, illuminated by a large view-screen.

His expression was haunted. On his lap sat a dog-eared script as he leaned back into his chair. On the floor in front of him was a red marker, cast to the floor in frustration half an hour ago.

Judas Montclair was not a happy man.

"Well, it still needs some cutting --" James Brown approached the shocked scriptwriter and sat down next to him. "-- but I thought the cliffhanger turned out nicely."

"...my script..." Judas Montclair's chin wobbled, as if he were about to begin sobbing.

"Entertainment Division is in a hurry, man. We've got to get this one done. They gave us two episodes, and they want the release to coincide with the news footage of repairs to Sedgewick Station." James Brown was excited, visibly looking forward to finishing the two-parter.

"...my script..." Judas looked down at a page covered with red markings. "...they completely ignored it..."

"It's cool! The second half really sells it. We're still here, right?" James was chipper.

Judas looked at James and frowned. "I swear she didn't tell me."

"You told me what Demonslayer was like. I'd have been amazed if she didn't shoot it."

Judas' gaze returned to the floor. "They're taking me in for interrogation. You know that, right?"

"Just tell them what you told me, man."

"I'm scared, James."

The doorbell rang, and James hit the lights. They were working in James' apartment. James Brown went to answer the door.

A tall, statuesque woman in a gray business suit greeted him, flashed an identity card in his face. "We're here for Judas."

James showed her in. "He's right this way."

Judas looked up at the woman. "Do I know you?"

She smiled. "No, but I know you. Let's get this over with." She grasped Judas by the shoulder and escorted him out to the hallway, where two goons in light powered armor were waiting.

She looked at the cowering script-writer, holding him in the spotlight of her smile. "Don't be nervous. You can trust me, I'm a doctor."

Inside the apartment, James Brown sat down at his editing console and got busy.