dunno if i'm ever going to continue it, and the fandom characters are still pretty visible through the thin coat of OC paint, but this was a fun scene to write, so hey.
it was kinda for nano though and i haven't revised it to trim it down or fix stuff, fair warning.
Scene: a dock at night. In the distance lights glitter off skyscrapers; the sky is that murky light-pollution orange as far as the eye can see. The water is a weary spill of ink in the dark; you know it's here because you hear it lapping half-assed at the pier. Might as well be a black hole.
On the pier there's black where there shouldn't be. You zoom in. Dead dog? A seal? Fibers -- an abandoned fishing net?
It's a mass of human hair, still wet, locks long as a man is tall. The ends look haphazardly hacked through.
Hidden underneath is a dead body, fingers clenched in the hair, belly a mass of black-looking blood and exposed organs.
The camera flinches and turns to the land, follows the streets behind the docks. People -- rare at first, and then many, walking in pairs of groups and laughing. Sitting in restaurants. Spilling out of cinemas. Some of them have cat ears that twitch, eye-shadow that glows; a tough-looking guy struts down the street with his arms bare, ending in thick bear paws.
You zoom in again and there's a woman, standing with her back to you, hair cut short and bristly and black, fists on her hips. She's in a man's too-large, stained work pants and a T-shirt with the bottom torn off. Her feet are stuffed into fisherman boots.
The camera circles.
She's grinning, lit up by flickering advertisement boards. Someone passing by calls out something about the cool dental work she's sporting.
She looks rather like a shark.
Cue title screen.
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