James is casually walking toward his mailbox. The weather is clear and the leaves are starting to change in Autumn. In the distance, a dog barks and blackbirds flutter out of the trees.
He reaches for the mailbox and pauses for a second. Something feels wrong but he can't quite figure it out. He shrugs and opens it. Out of nowhere lightning flashes and thunder cracks. He looks up at the sky surprised but it is still clear.
Now clearly unnerved he looks inside. The box's only contents is a haphazardly taped together bubble wrap envelope with JAMES as the single word on it written in shaky, smeared ballpoint pen.
He reaches to grab it and it feels as if his body is resisting the action, but that doesn't make any sense so he continues. He moment he contacts the package his vision briefly flashes negative. The sky darkens. He grabs it and his hand starts to shake. He has to use both hands and clutch it against his body to keep from dropping it.
There is a faint whoosh and a golf-ball sized hail cracks the windshield of the car across the street, startling him. More hail starts to fall and car alarms start going off. James quickly scurries back to his house, crying out as an icy projectile glances off his temple leaving a small cut. He fumbles to get his door open and another hailstone finds its bruising his shoulder.
He throws the door open, lunges inside and slams it behind him. Just as suddenly as the storm started it immediately stops.
The scene zooms out from his door and ominous music starts to play. The scene fades and just before it goes to black the Sonichu medallion flashes on the screen for an instant. Then cut to black and silence.
James is casually walking toward his mailbox. The weather is clear and the leaves are starting to change in Autumn. In the distance, a dog barks and blackbirds flutter out of the trees.
He reaches for the mailbox and pauses for a second. Something feels wrong but he can't quite figure it out. He shrugs and opens it. Out of nowhere lightning flashes and thunder cracks. He looks up at the sky surprised but it is still clear.
Now clearly unnerved he looks inside. The box's only contents is a haphazardly taped together bubble wrap envelope with JAMES as the single word on it written in shaky, smeared ballpoint pen.
He reaches to grab it and it feels as if his body is resisting the action, but that doesn't make any sense so he continues. He moment he contacts the package his vision briefly flashes negative. The sky darkens. He grabs it and his hand starts to shake. He has to use both hands and clutch it against his body to keep from dropping it.
There is a faint whoosh and a golf-ball sized hail cracks the windshield of the car across the street, startling him. More hail starts to fall and car alarms start going off. James quickly scurries back to his house, crying out as an icy projectile glances off his temple leaving a small cut. He fumbles to get his door open and another hailstone finds its bruising his shoulder.
He throws the door open, lunges inside and slams it behind him. Just as suddenly as the storm started it immediately stops.
The scene zooms out from his door and ominous music starts to play. The scene fades and just before it goes to black the Sonichu medallion flashes on the screen for an instant. Then cut to black and silence.