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PANEL 1: Nathan and Joey approach the portrait and plaque. The portrait portrays Andy Fortune, an older caucasain man with curly red hair and a mustache. He wears a red robe and white button up, black pants, and brown office shoes. He holds a pen in one hand and an open book in the other. He's being showered by floating papers and has a spotlight shining on him. Joey reads out the plaque. NATHAN: Another one of those portraits... JOEY: Andy Fortune, Spec: Storyteller. Andy was a wise man, a kind father, and a gentle soul. Late that night, he was working away, drifting off until the light of day. PANEL 2: Joey stares down at the plaque. Behind him, the background depicts two figures, one colored red and the other colored wine purple. The purple figure holds up a machette covered in blood with a crazed smile. The red figure lays on the ground, looking up in fear. Joey continues reading, looking uneasy. JOEY: Little did he know, that with a sly grin, this is when our guest would do him in. PANEL 3: The duo stares up at the portrait in confusion. Joey looks upset. NATHAN: Did she make one of these for every family member? PANEL 4: Joey looks down at the ground with a confused expression on his face. JOEY: Maybe...? But she only wrote a buncha depressing junk about how they all died...That's not a nice way to remember someone. I don't get it.
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