(I doubt I would be the star, more of supporting cast..but this is my little trailor)
Sally Lautner and another nondescript person is rushed away from a treeline echoing with screams of the unnatural toward a dimly lit Diner. A man in corporate blacks and a security hat holds his handheld flamethrower at the ready, guarding the makeshift triage created inside. The doors open wide to a scene of makeshift operating tables and EMTs resetting unconscious mangled body's limbs. No hands are un-busy except for one pair. In the back a Doctor in a White Coat with an unimpressed look on her face takes Sallys body and sits it on a nearby backless camping chair already seeped in blood. She slips on a new pair of gloves as she gets to work with blood compresses and attaches a small technological band to wrap around the back of his neck.
Sallys body spasms as his eyes shoot open as visible gashes seem to meld close with the soft twinkle of silver shine. The doctor takes the band off of the back of Sally neck and tests Sallys visual compatibility.
"Would you like a treatment Sally?"
"Yes Ma'm!! A big one if ya got it!"
The doctor pulls out a small container of neon glowing syringes and begins short shallow injections in Sally's arm.
The screen flashes to the nondescript person as he now holds limp in his comrades arms. The carrier drags him to the Doctor as she barely spares a glance.
"Doctor! You have to save him! No everyone else is free!"
"No." -Time seems to slow as white noise grows in, to end suddenly- "He didn't sign a waiver, he is not my concern until he is dead."
The person pulls a gun on the doctor, "You selfish corporate dog! You will help him or I will blow your head away!"
The aggressor is quickly and immediately drenched in flames. He drops his friend and starts ripping his burning clothes off with a yells of agony. The camera turns as the aggressor it hit in the face with the butt of the flamethrower and falls to the floor unconscious himself. The security guard from the first scene bends down and finds a pulse before leaving him as he lay without a word to walk back outside the triage diner door.
The doctor spares neither of them a glance as she places an empty syringe back in the holding container and Sallys eyes take on a fine silver gloss. Sally checks his clip and with a loud cheer runs back out into the night.
The Corporate Doctor walks over to the original patient that was brought in with Sally, and touches his neck...nothing...with a small smile she leverages him up and starts walking the body to the defibrillator...one of the triage doctors calls after her, "The defibrillator has been giving people problems all night!"
*classic head turn towards the camera* The doctor wears a large predatory smile..., "MY defibrillator wouldn't dare break on me...it knows I would melt it to slag."
*Screen flashes to a pure black screen with the flat line sound in the background...it continues for longer than anyone expects... long enough for it to be uncomfortable...then a singular beep to indicate a heart restarting* "Told you."
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