A black screen dominated by the large, imposing OFFICIAL LOGO of the MINISTRY OF INFORMATION. The logo is accompanied by the voice of an ANNOUNCER, his DEEP TONES designed to drive FEAR into the hearts of the audience.
The following program has been sanctioned by the Ministry of Information for viewing only by category A citizens. The viewing of this program by citizens of a lesser order may result in termination. The company wishes you a pleasant day.
POV. INT. ROOM ON LV13 - NIGHT
A dark room, the air THICK WITH DUST and the floor strewn with DEBRIS. CRUMBLING WALLS. One wall is almost totally missing, looking out onto a RAVAGED, WAR TORN WORLD. TWIN MOONS hang in the DEEP RED SKY which can be seen through RAGGED HOLES in the roof. There are no windows, and a single door hangs by it's hinges. We see through the EYES OF A DYING SOLDIER alone in the room. The uniform which covers his legs is BLOOD SOAKED and IN TATTERS - he has clearly recently been in a FIGHT FOR HIS LIFE. We hear the soldier breathing behind the camera, a RASPING WHEEZE as he attempts to draw breath.
The door falls from it's hinges and another SOLDIER BURSTS IN, his uniform equally tattered but showing him to be a major. This is MAJOR ALLCOCK. He looks around briefly and then his EYES FALL ON THE DYING SOLDIER. He falls to his knees in front of him, REACHING OUT for his DYING FRIEND. ALLCOCK whispers, his voice hoarse.
Look at me, soldier! Do you know who I am?
DYING SOLDIER (O.S.)
Major Allcock Sir?... Is that you?
We're going to be alright, but you've got to listen up. If we're gonna move, we've got to do it now. Those things are right on top of us. Can you stand?