First Bounty. [VIDEO POST]
[Fuzzy at first, the camera flicks on in a dirty alleyway. There is a body lying uncomfortably still in a heavy, dirty trenchcoat. It is unclear at first whether the body is alive or belongs to the coroner until a faint groan is heard and the body shifts, slowly sitting up. It is a man about 27 years of age, looking rather beat up, but otherwise alive.]
What the hell..? Where am I?
[The man looks at his clearly unfamiliar surroundings and then down at his hands, as if somehow unsure of himself.]
I thought that... did I dream all of that...?
[He begins to move and suddenly cries out in pain, clutching his shoulder. He sighs and casts his look to the sky above.]
Well... wherever I am, I'm here. Heh. Looks like this old cat has a few lives left in him yet.
[The man then reaches into his coat to pull out a very crumpled pack of cigarettes and pulls one to his lips and proceeds to light it. It is about this time that he notices the camera and carefully makes his way over to examine it.]
What's this? Old piece of junk... [He taps on it with his fist, then the camera tilts this way and that and even skyward as the man examines the device.] Hm. Well, maybe I can find someone who likes antiques. Starting to get hungry.
[After a moment of fiddling with it, the camera promptly shuts off.]
What the hell..? Where am I?
[The man looks at his clearly unfamiliar surroundings and then down at his hands, as if somehow unsure of himself.]
I thought that... did I dream all of that...?
[He begins to move and suddenly cries out in pain, clutching his shoulder. He sighs and casts his look to the sky above.]
Well... wherever I am, I'm here. Heh. Looks like this old cat has a few lives left in him yet.
[The man then reaches into his coat to pull out a very crumpled pack of cigarettes and pulls one to his lips and proceeds to light it. It is about this time that he notices the camera and carefully makes his way over to examine it.]
What's this? Old piece of junk... [He taps on it with his fist, then the camera tilts this way and that and even skyward as the man examines the device.] Hm. Well, maybe I can find someone who likes antiques. Starting to get hungry.
[After a moment of fiddling with it, the camera promptly shuts off.]