Draft - Vince

Fanfic draft - Evil Dead: Clean up on aisle 5

opening: outside S-mart shopping complex, a huge white and blue monolith to consumerism,a light rain is falling, flashing red and blue reflects from the wet asphalt car-park that surrounds the building.

A number of black and white police cruisers are arranged outside the main entrance. Several uniformed police officers wearing high vis gear are cordoning off the front to keep out the curious group that always gathers at such sights.

A small crowd is gathering near the scene ready to see something gruesome, they anxiously bounce around on the balls of their feet ready to get a better look, waiting for the inevitable corpse on a gurney moment.

A man draped in a coat is being escorted to a cruiser by two detectives. From under the coat appears what looks like a metal hand.

Standing under the eaves outside, a plain clothes officer questions an S-mart employee about the days happenings.

Officer Gant: 'please repeat what you just said to me about the incident'

Nameless employee: 'Well, it sounds crazy i know, but i saw what i saw' he said staring at the metal handed man being led away.

Officer Gant: 'What do you know about that guy?'

N.E.: 'Who? Ash?, well i only started here about a week ago, so, all i can tell you is this, he seemed kinda normal, well, 'cept for his hand.'

N.E.: 'Just what's going to happen to him?'

Officer Gant: 'Dont worry about him, just go over the details again.'

N.E.: 'Alright, it all happened so fast...'

8:00 am

Welcome to s-mart - a cherry message to the shoppers emanates from the PA system. Standing by the housewares section is Ash Williams, floor manager and customer service representative chatting casually with customers as they pass by.

The fluro lights give off a dull reflection from Ash's prosthetic hand. Everyone who worked at s-mart had questions or theories about the hand but noone voiced them around Ash. It was said he was ex-military, that he had led men into combat, that he had killed before. Coupled with his usual gruff demeanor this made people more than a little wary of him.
 
However, he seemed  upbeat today, as if he knew something good was going to happen.

9:00 am

Milling around the specials section were two elderly customers who seemed to be somewhat confused about some pricing, Ash approaches and helps identify the pricing.

'Thank you'  they said in a rushed manner

'Groovy' he said back with a wide grin.

they wandered away giving backwards glances toward the man who pointed out the pricing with that strange metal hand.

10:00 am

In the employee break room staff members are reclining in chairs enjoying the first (or second/third) coffee of the day. Another crushed coffee tin lies in the trash can. Ash tried opening another one, just like the other ones.

11:00 am



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