[It’s dark. The only light is provided by spotlights that are pointed on the front door of The Gallery. APD Special Forces stand outside the building, suiting up. One of the officers steps into the forefront of the crowd.]
“I just got word from The Sheriff, shoot Jasper Redgrave on sight. Suit up boys, it’s time we go in.”
[Commotion from the crowd suggests that everyone is at an agreement as the APD begin to take their formation at the open front doors of The Gallery. Back pressed to the wall, the lead officer looks back to his team to give the signal before they begin to file into the building.]
[SLAM!]
[As the last member of the unit enters the building, the large double doors close shut behind them followed by a locking sound. A maniacal laugh is accompanied by the shutter sound of a bright spotlight being turned on from way above.]
[Gazump!]
[A large screen turns on in the corner of the room. Each member of the APD turn their attention to it.]
[It’s The Killer King himself, Jasper Redgrave.]
“How.. fascinating.”
“So the Little Eagle thinks he can eliminate me before I get to his precious brother?”
[Static.]
[Suddenly, Jasper Redgrave appears in the crowd of APD officers with a shrug.]
“What’s a few more sacrifices?”
[Darkness is quickly followed by a shrilling scream. The muzzles of guns blazing light the dark room.]
[Just as quickly as it went out, the light comes back on. A single officer stands in the middle of the room. His deep breathes tremble in fear as his wide eyes look around the room. All of his comrades lay dead in a massive pool of their own blood. He’s the only one that remains alive. At the first sound of movement, the officer panics, flailing around and reaching for his gun.]
[Only, it’s gone.]
[A sadistic laugh comes from the shadows as Redgrave appears behind the officer within a flash. He leans over one of the young man’s shoulders and barks in his ear.]
“Run!”
[Without second thought, the young rookie cop dashes deeper into The Gallery. He rounds a corner where he finds an open door and quickly ducks inside where he slams the door shut.]
[THWACK!]
[A fireman’s axe crashes through the wooden door.]
[THWACK!]
[THWACK!]
[Redgrave relentlessly destroys the door as the young cop can’t do anything more than look on in fear. Within moments, The Killer King steps through the remaining splinters of door and enters the room, tossing the axe at the foot of the terrified APD member who stands like a deer caught in headlights.]
[From his jacket pocket, he produces a knife.]
“The Little Eagle sends more of his men to the slaughter.”
“No matter how hard he tries, he can’t stop what is to come of his brother at Red Snow.”
“And now that I’m King?”
[A twisted grin is given.]
“No one can.”
[The Artist lunges forward at the cop.]
[Screams pierce the darkness.]
[Fade.]