Mr. Sandman

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

Book: Mr. Sandman by Robert T. Jeschonek Read Free Book Online
Authors: Robert T. Jeschonek
trying to kill me! I need your help!
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    Mother Sheep: Who...who are you?
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    Father Sheep: It's him ! The abomination!
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    Page 8 panel 4
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    The father sheep runs to the window and screams to the wolves in the street outside.
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    Father Sheep: Here! Kill him, he's HERE!
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    Dream Lord: No!
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    Page 8 panel 5
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    The Dream Lord runs and hobbles through another doorway, barely escaping the wolves' guns. Bullets rip up the wall and wooden door frame, barely missing him.
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    Wolf: Get him! Kill him now !
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    Page 8 panel 6
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    The Dream Lord emerges on the other side of the dark doorway, this time in a large nightclub. Nazi wolves are drinking beer and dancing with their women. The room is bathed in red light, a glitzy Berlin-style cabaret. The Dream Lord runs as fast as he can, clutching the sword which still juts from his chest, his face contorted with pain and animal terror.
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    Dream Lord: Help me! Somebody, please help ...
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    Page 8 panel 7
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    Dream Lord: ...me.
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    Closeup of his face as he stops short, suddenly and horribly realizing that he faces a room full of enemies.
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    Page 8 panel 8
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    Medium shot of a crowd of Nazi wolves, all with hateful sneers on their faces. They all pull out their weapons.
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    Page 9 (8 panels)
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    Page 9 panel 1
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    The pursuing wolves burst out of the doorway behind the Dream Lord, all their guns trained on his body.
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    Wolf Leader: There! We have him! The abomination is trapped!
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    Dream Lord (bursting into tears, about to completely fall apart): Nooo!
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    Page 9 panel 2
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    Bogeyman (off-panel): Oh, Kubla, what in the world is wrong?
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    Dream Lord (looking in the direction of the voice): Wha?...
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    Page 9 panel 3
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    The Bogeyman, or an image of him, has appeared in the cabaret, leaning casually and snidely against a post. He is bathed in the club's red light.
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    Bogeyman: You're the Dream Lord ! Make it go away! Ha ha ha ha!
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    Page 9 panel 4
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    Dream Lord (screaming): I can't ! I can't do anything !!
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    Wolf Leader (approaching the Dream Lord from behind): We finally have you, monstrosity! You can no longer run from the punishment for what you have done!
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    Page 9 panel 5
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    Wolf (snarling and aiming his pistol): You stand accused of murder ! The penalty is execution ! How do you plead, bastard?
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    Page 9 panel 6
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    Dream Lord (backing against a wall, into a spotlight): I never...I didn't... do anything...I'm.. I'm sorry...
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    Wolf (off-panel): Liar!
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    Page 9 panel 7
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    Wolf: You are a murderer and a liar! The verdict is guilty , the sentence is death !
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    All the guns in the room are raised and cocked with a hundred clicks.
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    Page 9 panel 8
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    Wolf: Kill him!
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    Dream Lord (in a weak, helpless whimper): No!
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    Page 10 (7 panels)
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    Page 10 panel 1
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    The guns fire, riddling the Dream Lord's body with bullets, kicking up blood and sparks as they hit. The Dream Lord screams and topples backwards.
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    Bogeyman (off-panel): Poor Kubla.
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    Page 10 panel 2
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    Bogeyman (watching calmly): I'm afraid you deserve everything you get, little snake. After all, you really did break that sixth Commandment.
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    Page 10 panel 3
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    The Dream Lord tumbles to the floor, falling into an energy portal which has appeared there.
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    Bogeyman: "Thou shalt not kill," remember? Ah well, I know it's tough to memorize that sort of thing. Maybe you could tie a string around your finger next time. Or your neck.
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    Page 10 panel 4
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    Closeup of the Bogeyman's cool, sinister face.
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    Bogeyman: It would certainly save you a lot of trouble, hm?
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    Page 10 panel 5
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    The Dream Lord plunges into a

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