INT. HALLWAY - DAY
The hallway is long and fancy; marble floors and accents, bronze sculptures of famous people in nooks along the way. The ceiling is domed and made to look vaguely Renaissance, gold accents and fancy embellishments.
At the end of the hall is an office, quality wooden doors with thick frames and glass inserts. A desk and other office furniture can be seen through the door, all high-end and expensive.
Currently, NAME HERE is standing at the end of the hall, staring down it.
I am a disguise so Nicole can pretend she is working.
Suddenly, an EXPLOSION!!!!!!
How horrible! I am shockéd!
A DOG, walking on two feet and sporting incredibly curly bright purple hair, approaches Name Here.
This is a mean abuse of what is otherwise a kickass image.
At least, in the writer’s mind.
Carnations sprout from the smoking ruins of the hallway and dance happily. An evanescent girl, ELISE, floats over.
I’m typing away and looking busy too, though I’m actually working and being productive.
Yes she is.
The explosion REVERTS and everything goes back to normal except it’s all upside down and vaguely yellow.
Well that was an interesting turn of events.
The underlying subtleties in this piece make my sigmoid colon urk.
SAM, a lion with a huge mop of hair, tries to eat Elise.
Grr. I am a lion to some regard.
I am afraid for my eternal soul!
The DOG does a little JIG, who then shows up.
I enjoy dancing. Ing.
Sam leaps into the air and somersaults for a few minutes.
I am now calmed by the soothing vapors of your hot dancing, Allison.
At some point I will officially be called by my real name.
But until then, let’s go driving!
The DOG turns into a Jeep Cherokee and everyone boards it. Elise tosses a lasso around Sam so her somersaulting self can be dragged along as well.
TO BE CONTINUED....
the first image was inspired by the second floor hallway of Enoch Pratt.