

WAKE: A Cyberpunk Film21. INT. PUNTER IND. DURZOS HOLLOW. NIGHT. 21.WAKE: A Cyberpunk Film
A green vid screen crackles to life on the console as echoing footsteps approach the hollow. An archaic mechanical hand shines bronze as it taps steadily on the dashboard before a shadowy figure.
The sound of rain can be heard over the soft droning and clunking of machinery, the distant whistle of the hanger lines, and the steady gushes of steam emanating from a nearby slice in an organic looking wall.
The floor of the hollow is littered with plasticards and wrappers, the cracked floor trapping the discarded rubbish like teeth. &nbs


WAKE: A Samurai Western20. EXT. THE GARDEN OF SOLACE. EARLY MORNING 20WAKE: A Samurai Western
Slow fade in from black. There is the sound of wind harrowing across empty plains.
The smallest drop falls from a crusty ceramic watering pot by the blood-red Chinese archway. It plummets down and explodes onto dusty earth, where it lies covered in tiny flecks.
The cold blue light of dawn stretches benevolently across the ground, shadows shying away into the gardens sanctuary.
Worn leather boots crunch towards the entrance to the garden, shepherded by a trailing coat of grimy brown.