Panel One: Hamilton looks confused. Hamilton: I’m sorry, general? General: You heard me. What’s your game?
Panel Two: The general leans on his desk, glaring at the monitor. General: You and your blue blood friends keep coming up with these schemes every few months, trying to find some reason for me to come in there and get you out. General: Well too bad Hamilton, I’m not falling for it!
Panel Three: The general moves to flick off the monitor, while Hamilton screams indignantly and uselessly. Hamilton: They might be organising to take us all out! You have to help us! General: That’s nice.
Panel Four: Change scene to Hamilton in his study. It’s a large room with the walls lined with books, a large bay window and a polar bear skin rug, with a desk similar to the general’s in the centre. You don’t need to focus on any of these features, I just want you to know what’s there. Hamilton is screaming at the blank screen. Hamilton: You useless bastard! They’re coming to kill us!
Panel Five: Hamilton leans forward, hands covering his face. Hamilton: Shit! Shit, shit, shit!