Twisted Future: We're connected you and I...
Effects: The feeling of complete and utter hopelessness.
[ The view is of a large office looking space. The barest edge of a large black oak desk can be seen. The legs have been carved into the monstrous paws of a griffin. The camera pans slowly across the black marble floor towards the long row of floor to ceiling windows were a man is standing in a dark black robe that is billowing lightly in an unseen breeze. The edges of the fabric seem something akin to spider's web or perhaps the shed skin of a snake. The man's skin, only the back of his head is visible as he's looking out the window, is unearthly pale. He has no hair that anyone can see and those from Harry's world would instantly recognize the man as Lord Voldemort. Past the man and out the window, the sky is a turbulent dark gray. The clouds are not however the only thing visible. Across the sky black figures float. These creatures look like the classical rendition of the grim reaper.
Across the camera's view a giant python slithers up to the figure in black. It curls around his feet like a dog coming home to it's faithful master. The camera reaches the window and tilts so the viewer can see the streets of London. People in dark colored wizard's robes walk the street, only the occasional muggle is seen and they're only distinguishable by the chains that link their arms and feet. It's barely enough length to allow them movement as they carry packages as they head home to their masters for that's clearly the position these normal people have fallen into. One of the muggles accidentally jostles a wizard and while there is no dialogue the altercation can be clearly seen. The wizard yells at the muggle who is now apologizing profusely. The wizard pulls out a wand and points it at the wizard and thought the spell can't be heard the sudden look of utter pain and anguish that crosses the muggle's face is a torturous one. A crowd has gathered but no one stops to help this person. Exactly the opposite occurs. These witches and wizards all laugh.
The muggle falls to their knees as the spell is released. Another spell is cast and though the man in chains looks pained he stands up and does a jig. More laughter from the crowd. There's a very audible laugh though it doesn't come from the man who was standing by the windows. The camera swings around as the snake looks behind her to the man who laughed. This is Lord Voldemort. He walked forward his movements as graceful as a serpent. "Do you like what you see?" His voice is soft and a little amused.
"Yes." The voice sounds familiar, but it shares the same snake like quality as Voldemort's.
"This was all completed, because of your help." Lord Voldemort steps closer to the man at the window and the camera moves back again in a slow pan to show them both. The man at the window turns to Voldemort. They're almost mirror images of one another. "You should be proud."
"I am."
Voldemort smiles and places a hand on the man's shoulder. Almost like a father to a child. The camera moves back onto the man in black who turns now to more fully face Lord Voldemort.
"I'm proud of you," The camera moves quickly onto the man's face to reveal a pair of unnaturally bright green eyes. The pupils are slitted, much like a cat's, or rather a snakes. On the man's forehead is a tell-tale lightning bolt shaped scar, "Harry Potter."
[ The vision stops and shows another pair of green eyes though these are not slitted. Harry's whole face is then shown and he looks visibly shaken. He turns the dreamberry off quickly. ]
[ The view is of a large office looking space. The barest edge of a large black oak desk can be seen. The legs have been carved into the monstrous paws of a griffin. The camera pans slowly across the black marble floor towards the long row of floor to ceiling windows were a man is standing in a dark black robe that is billowing lightly in an unseen breeze. The edges of the fabric seem something akin to spider's web or perhaps the shed skin of a snake. The man's skin, only the back of his head is visible as he's looking out the window, is unearthly pale. He has no hair that anyone can see and those from Harry's world would instantly recognize the man as Lord Voldemort. Past the man and out the window, the sky is a turbulent dark gray. The clouds are not however the only thing visible. Across the sky black figures float. These creatures look like the classical rendition of the grim reaper.
Across the camera's view a giant python slithers up to the figure in black. It curls around his feet like a dog coming home to it's faithful master. The camera reaches the window and tilts so the viewer can see the streets of London. People in dark colored wizard's robes walk the street, only the occasional muggle is seen and they're only distinguishable by the chains that link their arms and feet. It's barely enough length to allow them movement as they carry packages as they head home to their masters for that's clearly the position these normal people have fallen into. One of the muggles accidentally jostles a wizard and while there is no dialogue the altercation can be clearly seen. The wizard yells at the muggle who is now apologizing profusely. The wizard pulls out a wand and points it at the wizard and thought the spell can't be heard the sudden look of utter pain and anguish that crosses the muggle's face is a torturous one. A crowd has gathered but no one stops to help this person. Exactly the opposite occurs. These witches and wizards all laugh.
The muggle falls to their knees as the spell is released. Another spell is cast and though the man in chains looks pained he stands up and does a jig. More laughter from the crowd. There's a very audible laugh though it doesn't come from the man who was standing by the windows. The camera swings around as the snake looks behind her to the man who laughed. This is Lord Voldemort. He walked forward his movements as graceful as a serpent. "Do you like what you see?" His voice is soft and a little amused.
"Yes." The voice sounds familiar, but it shares the same snake like quality as Voldemort's.
"This was all completed, because of your help." Lord Voldemort steps closer to the man at the window and the camera moves back again in a slow pan to show them both. The man at the window turns to Voldemort. They're almost mirror images of one another. "You should be proud."
"I am."
Voldemort smiles and places a hand on the man's shoulder. Almost like a father to a child. The camera moves back onto the man in black who turns now to more fully face Lord Voldemort.
"I'm proud of you," The camera moves quickly onto the man's face to reveal a pair of unnaturally bright green eyes. The pupils are slitted, much like a cat's, or rather a snakes. On the man's forehead is a tell-tale lightning bolt shaped scar, "Harry Potter."
[ The vision stops and shows another pair of green eyes though these are not slitted. Harry's whole face is then shown and he looks visibly shaken. He turns the dreamberry off quickly. ]