Mr. Sandman by Robert T. Jeschonek Read Free Book Online Page A

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    Father: Shut up! I pay for you and the kid, every damn day! All you give me is grief ! What's wrong with you?
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    Page 6 panel 6
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    Extreme closeup of cartoon image on TV, as Father shouts off-panel.
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    Father: Get out of here, if you don't like it! Get the hell out of here!
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    Page 6 panel 7
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    Bogeyman (in flashback): You can't even keep your own mind together, can you?
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    Page 6 panel 8
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    Flashback image of the young, heavy girl crying at a kitchen table. This is the same panel that was used earlier in this chapter.
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    Girl (very upset, crying): You didn't have to do it this way.
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    Page 7 (8 panels)
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    Page 7 panel 1
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    Suddenly, the Dream Lord is dumped from another energy portal. He falls from the portal, along with a gush of the gelatin substance, out of a brick wall. The first panel only shows him plunging out of the portal in the wall, followed by the gel.
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    Page 7 panel 2
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    The Dream Lord is on his knees on a dark, cobblestone street. He is dripping with green gel, spitting it out of his lungs and sucking in the air.
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    Dream Lord: Uk...ack...I'm out ...bluh...still alive...but I don't...think I made it back...home...
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    Page 7 panel 3
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    The Dream Lord looks down the shadowy street, sees a crowd of dark and menacing figures racing toward him. A spotlight blazes atop a bulky jeep.
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    Dream Lord: No... this is definitely not the Dream Base.
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    Page 7 panel 4
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    Medium shot of the approaching crowd. There are 8 or 10 figures, dressed in black Nazi Gestapo uniforms with swastikas on the sleeves. They look like men, only they have the faces of wolves. They all carry machine guns and pistols, and there is a wolfman operating the spotlight and a large gun mounted on the jeep.
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    Nazi Wolf: You cannot escape, abomination! The Fuhrer has ordered your slaughter! You will die like a pig!
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    Page 7 panel 5
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    Wolf (off-panel): Kill him!
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    The Dream Lord just kneels where he has fallen for a second, stunned and sick
    with pain, He is still dripping with slime, and the sword juts from his heart.
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    Dream Lord (again near tears): Oh God, no. No more, please. No more!
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    Page 7 panel 6
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    Wolf (still far down the alley): Fire!
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    The corps of Gestapo wolves fire their machine guns, and streams of bullets zing from the walls and floor of the alley. The Dream Lord struggles to his feet and half-runs, half-hobbles away from them. He is gasping for breath and crying as he tries to escape them.
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    Dream Lord: No more! I'm the Dream Lord!
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    Page 7 panel 7
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    The Dream Lord turns a corner and stumbles down another alley, as bullets flash against the walls behind him.
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    Wolf (off-panel): Slaughter him!
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    Dream Lord: No no no no...I want to go home...I want to wake up...
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    Page 7 panel 8
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    At the end of the new alley, another pack of Gestapo wolves suddenly appears. Sirens are blaring through the streets.
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    New Wolf: There he is! Kill him!
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    Dream Lord: This is a dream! It has to be a dream...
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    Page 8 (8 panels)
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    Page 8 panel 1
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    The first group of wolves comes around the corner, and opens fire on the Dream Lord. The other wolves fire at the same time, and the Dream Lord manages to stumble through a moldy wooden door out of the alley.
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    Wolf Leader: Get him! Blow his head off!
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    Dream Lord: It has to be a dream!
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    Page 8 panel 2
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    On the other side of the door, the Dream Lord finds a dark room. Huddled in a corner is a family of refugees from the wolves. The refugees are sheep, dressed in rags, clearly desperately frightened.
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    Dream Lord: Oh, thank God I've found someone! Please, you've got to help me!
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    Page 8 panel 3
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    Dream Lord: quick, they're