ASO ROCK [written at the bottom of the panel]
FIRST PANEL (ENTIRE PAGE)
A view of the presidential villa from the sky
Narration box: [top right hand corner] The Aso rock is the subject of many myths and legends…
PAGE 2
1ST PANEL (Ariel view)
A black hummer jeep pulling up on a circular road with a fountain in between, there is a huge glass door on the right side of the jeep, guarded by two soldiers who are heavily armed with sub machine guns
Narration box:[ top left hand corner] from the stories of the impermeable security, secret corridors and rotating rooms…
2nd panel (view from the front of the opened door, such that the man’s face is clearly visible)
Man in white Agbada getting out of the hummer jeep, his left arm clutches a brief case; another man in suit and shades is holding the door for him
3rd panel (view from behind the man in Agbada)
The soldiers in front of the door raise their hands in salute
4th panel
(Front view) Automatic slide doors are apart and the man in Agbada is walking in front of them still holding his briefcase, the man in suit is a step behind.)
5th panel
Close in on his hand carrying the brief case such that it can be seen in detail to be a Louis Vutton AND the pattern of design on the sleeve of his Agbada is very visible.
Page 3
1st panel
The man in AGBADA is now seen from a behind in an Arial view. The corridor he walks in, the floor is lined with a golden carpet and the white wall is adorned with photos of past rulers. There is a door at the end with a hand print panel on the wall next to it.
Narration box: it was home to heroes and traitors…
2nd panel
Close up on man in Agbada’s hand on the panel showing ‘IDENTITY CONFIRMED’ and door slightly ajar
Narration box: A traitor was about to stand against the greatest evil known to man
3rd panel
Man in Agbada is standing at the door inside the room. Three men and a woman are seated at a round table looking in his direction, all are dressed formally. Narration boxes identify the people in the room with names and position Mohammed Seriki president of Nigeria, FINE FACE Ibeneme, Senate president inspector General Mike Okoro, inspector general of police, Halima Zainab, chairperson EFCC
4th panel
Man in Agbada places briefcase on the round table and is addressing the other people in the room
Man in Agbada: Good evening, lady and gentlemen. Before we start, it is important for me to mention that this meeting never happened and I never revealed the contents of this briefcase.
5th panel
Close up on Man in AGBADA’S face. His expression is frightful
Man in Agbada: contained in this briefcase are the names of the top officials of the Lethal Number Nine
Page four
Panel 1 [Entire page]
View is from beneath the round table. The knees of all seated are clearly visible and underneath the table in the middle are explosives connected to a timer with a counter on 8 minutes.
Narration box: ...But every side had a traitor
Page 5
Panel 1 (One of the two panels separated by a diagonal band)
Leather boot of right leg is stepping on a man’s face. There is blood trickling down his mouth.
Narration box: 5 years earlier…
Panel 2
A big panel reveals 3 gunmen in singlet with guns to the heads of a man, a woman and a young boy in a bedroom with a large wardrobe in the background.
Narration box: my name is Nneka Ibrahim and this is the story of how my family was murdered
Page 6
Panel 1
View from the key hole of a ward robe with a hand on each side shows a bullet going through a man’s head with blood everywhere
Narration box: they were all killed as I hid in the wardrobe, warned by my father not to utter a word
Panel 2
Girl is shown amongst hung clothes holding a small torch light with her left hand and her right hand covering her mouth. She looks extremely terrified.
Narration box: And I watched…
Panel 3
Girl is crutching, hugging her knees to her chest still in the wardrobe, she is crying.
Narration box: …crying in silence
Panel 4
Repeat panel 3 zoomed in on her face but her shoulders are still visible and the rays of light from the torch hit her square on the jaw.
Narration box: …waiting
Page 7
Panel 1
(Arial view)Girl is standing in the middle of the bedroom where the corpses of her family lay in a bloody pool. An open wardrobe is visible in the background.
Narration box: At the height of pain is numbness…
Panel 2 (one of three small panels at the bottom)
A small panel on the bottom that shows girl kneeling over her father’s corpse with her head on his chest
Panel 3
Girl looking at her blood stained hands
Panel 4
Zoom in on her face showing contorted rage
Narration box: …and at the bottom of despair is revenge
Page 8
Panel 1 (large panel)
Row of heads in an auditorium, a man in suit is standing on a raised podium.
Panel 2, 3, 4 (spreads across 3 panels)
Close up on the man in suit. His hands are raised and he is addressing the whole class.
PROFESSOR JEGEDE: The human body is a complicated masterpiece.
Each cell that makes up this mural of protein is exactly where it should be. The cells are the words in which man is written.
Together ladies and gentlemen, throughout this year, we would be reading the book called man. Welcome to histology 101.
Panel 5 (front view)
Boy in blue shirt and black jeans, with arms folded is seated next to a girl with her hair tied back and big spectacles on, she holds a pen and carries a note on her laps. She is dressed in an armless blouse with a flay skirt with her legs crossed (Deji and Lolade). Other students can be seen in the background.
DEJI: Great, the man sounds gaga; we are in for a very boring class. Don’t wake me when I fall asleep!
LOLADE: keep your eyes open! Professor Jegede is number one amongst professors of Anatomy and histology. You don’t want to miss this class.
Panel 6
Same arrangement as 5 but now deji’s head is turned towards Lolade who continues to look forward.
DEJI: forgot I was sitting next to miss know it all. Really Lolade, this is not secondary school. There is no report card for mummy. How about giving Deji a try, uhn?
LOLADE: Unlike you Deji, my father does not own a hospital and cannot open doors for me so I have to worry about keeping my grades up and I would rather stab myself in the hand with this pen and bleed to death than have anything to do with you.
PANEL 7
Focus on Deji, his arms are folded again and he is looking forward with his brows raised.
Deji: I also forgot how stuck up you are, how did we end up in the same UNI?
PANEL 8
Angle from behind Deji’s head staring down at his wrist watch
Deji: speaking of goody too shoes, where is Osita? It’s so unlike him to be late for class.
Lolade: I am sure he’s on his way!
PAGE 10
Panel 1
Alarm clock on table showing nine thirty ringing
Panel 2
Alarm clock slightly elevated from table still ringing
Panel 3
Hand appears above alarm clock
Panel 4
Hand smashes alarm clock
Narration box: That’s why I get a new alarm clock every day. I hate the sound of a ringing alarm clock…
Panel 5
Hand dumps alarm clock in a dust bin!
Narration box: but it’s a shame I can’t wake up without one.
Panel 6
Man from panel 1 (all wounds healed) is looking into the mirror his hands on his face. A tattoo across his chest
Narration box: I don’t remember drinking a drop of alcohol but I felt as if I was having a hangover.
Panel 7
Man washing his face with water running from tap still in front of the mirror (angle- side view)
Narration box: every night is like a nightmare, I wake up with broken memories of what I did…
Panel 8
Man staring into mirror (angle from the back of his head) reflection in the mirror is a monster
Narration box: and I see things that aren’t supposed to be there…
Page 11
Panel 1
House on the top of the hill, moon in the background
Narration box: somewhere in Lagos…
Panel 2
Man (Chukwunalu Diji) in wrapper with edge slung over his shoulder, squatting in a room. His eyes are closed and it seems as if he is praying, a closed door in the background.
Panel 3
Chukwunalu is still squatting in the same position but one of his eyes is open and there is an open door in the background.
Panel 4
Chukwunalu is bent sideways and a machete is striking in the position he was in. the machete is carried by a man with a cloth that covers his nose and mouth.
Page 12
Panel 1
Chukwunalu kicks the machete out of the hand of the assailant
Panel 2
Chukwunalu hits his assailant like a bullet with his head hitting his chest
Panel 3
The assailant is flying through the open door
Panel 4
Men drop in through the roof, legs crashing through the ceiling
Panel 5
Chukwunalu is surrounded by armed men wearing black mask and bullet proof vests carrying semi automatic rifles about seven of them. He is at the center and all the guns are pointed at him.
Page 13
Panel 1
Close up on the chukwunalu’s face, his eyes are glowing.
Panel 2
Zoom out, Chukwunalu in a fight stance and his fists are clenched.
Panel 3
Panel shows previous assailant, standing within the door frame holding his machete. The machete is pointing downwards and touching the ground. His face is now exposed. He is a very young man and he is smiling. His name is Oluwatobi Michael Babalola aka Gbara the ENTITY.
Oluwatobi: did you really think you can hide forever?
Panel 4
Chukwunalu maintains his fight stance. Panel focuses on him, revealing just his head and his torso.
Chukwunalu: on the contrary, I was waiting for you to catch up.
Panel 5
Zoom in on Oluwatobi’s lips only, the mouth is half open and showing his fine set of teeth
OLUWATOBI: Kill him!
Page 14
Panel 1
Panel shows hand holding submachine gun pressed tightly against the trigger and some bullets leaving the nozzle of the gun.
Panel 2
Panel shows Chukwunalu suspended in air above the men with guns who are shooting each other
Panel 3
Close up on baba Chukwunalu’s foot landing on a man’s head and cracking it. There is a large ‘crank’ written at the point of contact, Blood trickling from his mouth.
Panel 4
Panel shows machine gun flying in the air and Chukwunalu is holding another man’s hand and snapping it off, there is an aaaaaaaaaargh coming from the victim’s mouth.
Panel 5
Panel shows heap of dead bodies in the background. Korede holding his machete raised coming towards Chukwunalu, whose arms are folded and is smiling at him, angle view such that profiles of both men are captured.
Page 15
Panel 1
Oluwatobi is striking at wrapper on the floor, the wrapper Chukwunalu was wearing and in the air there is a bird hovering around his head (Chukwunalu transformed in to a bird)
Chukwunalu: Hahaha! Catch me if you can (coming from the bird)
Panel 2
Oluwatobi with his sword holding hand raised. He looks extremely angry and his other hand is pointing to the bird, which is now way over him.
Oluwatobi: come back here, you miserable thing!
Chukwunalu: Hahaha!
Panel 3
One of the masked men stands behind Oluwatobi, view such that only their heads are captured. The other man is still seeing stars.
Masked man: Should we go after him?
Oluwatobi: No!
Panel 4
Oluwatobi’s machete is placed such that it occludes part of his face and we can see a bird flying high in the sky on the swords reflection. The machete angles a little such that part of his smiling mouth is revealed.
Oluwatobi: I have him right where I want him. Oluwatobi Babalola is always in control of the game.
Page 16
Panel 1
Osita seated on a chair looking into a microscope. He is wearing a white lab coat over a striped shirt and a note book lies beside his hand with a biro on it. Also visible in this panel, other people crowded over a microscope.
Narration box: …somewhere in the college of medicine
Panel 2
View, from behind, a hand is placed on Osita’s shoulder
Panel 3
Osita’s head turns from looking into the microscope. Lolade is standing behind him also dressed in a long flowing lab coat over her blouse and flay skirt. (What she was wearing earlier) she carries a back pack.
Lolade: where have you been?
Panel 4
Osita sits backing the microscope and facing Lolade with his hands on his knees. Lolade’s arms are folded.
Osita: woke up late! Decided to burst Jegede’s class and come straight to the lab. Where’s Deji?
Lolade: left him on the way to the lab, he was chatting up one girl like that sha. Couldn’t wait for him!
Panel 5
Close up on Osita’s face (looks worried).
Osita: I have something to tell you
Page 17
Panel 1
Lolade is dragging a three legged stool towards herself and Osita. Osita is still seated and his look is directed towards Lolade, who is bent over dragging a stool from under the lab table.
Lolade: I am coming, my back is killing me, and this back pack is very heavy!
Panel 2
Lolade is removing her hand from the back pack. It’s a full frontal view of Lolade sitting down on the stool cross legged, removing her hands from the back strap and a silhouette of Osita’s face is at the side of the panel.
Lolade: you were saying?
Panel 3
Deji interrupts them. Panel shows Lolade and Osita seated side by side both looking at the person who stood before them, whose back is to the panel. This person is Deji and he is speaking:
Deji: There you are! I have been searching the entire lab for the two of you.
Panel 4
Panel shows a front view of Deji also dressed in a lab coat over his earlier garment up to his waist, the back of the heads of Lolade and Osita is visible. He is standing with his hands on his waist. There is a puzzling look on his face, one brow is raised.
Deji: Am I interrupting anything?
Panel 5
Panel shows a side view of both Lolade and Osita’s heads, Lolade’s side view slightly ahead of that of Osita. She looks slightly pissed.
Lolade: As a matter of fact, you are!
Osita: Deji, it’s something I think both of you should know…
Panel 6
Close up on Osita’s jaw
Osita: it’s something I have to show you!
Page 18
Panel 1
Scenery of skyscrapers
Narration box: Victoria Island
Panel 2
This panel shows a conference room. 8 Formally dressed people are seated around a large round wooden table, only one man stands. He is in his late thirties and he is dressed in a grey suit and some of his grey trousers are visible just above the table. He doesn’t wear a tie with his blue shirt and there is a large picture of a bottled drink just behind and above him. The view is such that the man faces the readers and we see the back of the heads of other people on the table.
Casmir diji: In the next few years, ladies and gentlemen, we see our brand being number one in the soft drink market. Our campaign would be targeted towards the group of people that is often neglected from the soft drinks market.
Panel 3
Casmir is interrupted. He is reaching into the pocket of his suit. A ringing sound is coming from there. He looks embarrassed.
Kunle: The middle aged men who……sorry!
Panel 4
Panel shows Casmir holding his phone. It’s like we are peering into the phone from over his shoulders. Phone screen reads one missed call: Chukwunalu
Panel 5
Panel looks at Casmir from the side, catching some seated individuals looking up at him. His hands are on the table and he is leaning forward.
Casmir: I deeply apologize; please give me a few minutes…
Page 19
Panel 1
Panel shows Casmir walking towards the door of the conference room with one hand in his pocket and the other holding his phone to his ear.
Panel 2
Zoom in on Casmir’s mouth talking into the phone.
Casmir: hello brother!
Panel 3
A dark room with a candle in front of Chukwunalu who is squatting and holding a phone to his ear
Chukwunalu: He is coming for you Casmir, he has already tried to kill me, when you get the chance don’t hesitate!
Panel 4
Panel shows Casmir looking angry, still holding the phone to his ear.
Chukwunalu: If he comes near me, he is a dead man!
Panel 5
Panel shows Casmir’s hand disconnecting the call.
Panel 6
Casmir tucks the phone back in to his suit pocket.
Panel 7
Casmir enters the conference room and everybody’s gaze is on him. He is walking away from the door towards the table.
Casmir: yes, where were we?
Page 20
Oro’s LAIR
Panel 1
A boar lies on the grass in a glade with its gut ripped open and its intestines sticking out, another one looks menacingly ready to pounce on Oro who faces him with his fist clenched (blood is dripping from them). View is such that dead boar is the closest to panel front and only the profile of the second beast and Oro is visible
NARRATION BOX: these beasts have terrorized my people…
Panel 2
Beast is in mid air lunging for Oro, Oro too lounges for it like a predator.
Narration: Destroyed their farmland and ate their harvest
Panel 3
Oro tears the jaw of the animal with his hands and blood splashes on panel front
Narration box: Tonight I pass their judgment, death at my hands!!!
Panel 4
Corpse of beast at his feet, moonlight in the background
Narration box: …and what a honorable way to die
Panel 5
Oro is walking away from the two corpses his back to the panel. A ghost like Dog is dragging one of the corpses
Narration box: now they are food Aja, my loyal servant
Page 21
Panel 1
Arial view: Oro is walking under the moonlight in a very beautiful Forest. He is walking towards a tree
NARRATION BOX: THIS IS WHERE I RESIDE, THIS IS WHERE I RULE, My spectators, the ever changing moon and the glowing stars
My subjects, the people, the beasts, the grass and the wind that grows impatient with passing hours
Panel 2
Oro’s leg is raised in a kick and a mighty tree is suspended in mid air and falling to the ground
Narration box: nothing shares my path, nothing stands in my way, evil has turned me predator, time has turned me prey
Panel 3
Oro kneels beside a river, his bloody fists dipped in the flowing stream, ripples of blood flow away from him
Panel 4
View from the back as he removes the mask that covers his face, we can only see the back of his head as the mask lay on the palm of his two hands
Narration box: it is forbidden for any man to look upon my face
Panel 5
His hands cover his face and water is splashed everywhere and drops of water surround his head
Narration box: the eyes are the window to the soul, that privilege I give no one
Page 22
Panel 1
View is river’s reflection of Oro as his hands still cover his face but now Nneka’s face is behind his and she has her hand on his shoulder.
Panel 2
Oro’s hand tightens around his sword, the leech
Panel 3
View from the back as Oro plunges the leech into Nneka’s chest. Her face is clearly visible and pain and shock are clearly readable from her expression, one of her hands clutches a torch light.
Panel 4
He holds her in his arms with his left hand and the right fixes his mask back on his face, the leech lies on the floor beside him stained with blood, one of her arm still clutches a torch light.
Narration box
I could still feel her heart beat against my skin and her blood running over my flesh, it was impossible for her to still be alive; the leech sucks out the soul on exit
Panel 5
Oro looks at the tattoo on her arm visible beneath her torn clothes, holding her against her chest and it is the same with the one on his shoulder and both are clearly visible to readers
Narration box: until I saw that we were one of the same…
