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Written By
Joseph Crouch
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EXT. FRONT LINE TRENCH - LATER
The gas on the horizon draws closer.
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EXT. FRONT LINE TRENCH - LATER
It is morning, the soldiers sleep.
PVT. PEN is nowhere to be seen.
PVT. COLLIS (V.O.)
Then it was PEN himself.
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EXT. NO MANS LAND - THE NEXT DAY
The remaining soldiers, PVT. COLLIS, PVT. VANCO and PVT. DOX
stand at the corpse of the creature.
The yellow haze is much closer now.
PVT. COLLIS (V.O.)
We mustered what nerve we had
remaining and went out to look for
him.
The remnants of the corpse jutted out of the soft ground. It
had been stripped bare.
Behind the tank traps and barbed wire. The ground moves.
PVT. COLLIS (V.O.)
But I fear darling, that we should
have left with the others, and face
the consequences.