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PAGE TEN

PANEL ONE: CARTER is stunned, staring at BLISS, he is just babbling.

CARTER:
BLISS?? Oh god. You actually did it. Stitched together a body like some kind of real life voodoo doll.

PANEL TWO: BLISS holds up the doll to show that it is bound in black thread.

BLISS:
Funny you should mention that, Mr. Carter…

PANEL THREE: CARTER goes rigid, like the doll.

CARTER (narr)
And suddenly I couldn’t move. Whatever magic Bliss had, it was real and it was potent.

PANEL FOUR: And now the kid looks evil. Cruel. A mocking smile.

BLISS:
Oh come on, Douglas. You must be used to being someone’s puppet by now.

PANEL FIVE: BAXTER, now fully transformed, flexing his claws like he can’t wait to get at BLISS, speaks up:

BAXTER:
End of the line, Malcolm.

PANEL SIX: BLISS freaks out, a real temper tantrum!

BLISS:
“NO! Not Malcolm! Malcolm was useless! Malcolm was flawed and-and-and WRONG. I’m Brandon. BRANDON BLISS! And I’m the PERFECT BOY!”