Atoll of Troll 
 
by: Joseph Michael Meeks

INT. INTRODUCTION TO CHARACTERS
 
All the characters are shown in one place they will meet
later and the day before this film takes place.  Then a
pause with the name of the character and the actor
playing him.  A song will play and stop at these brief
moments.
 
FADE IN:
 
Dead of winter introduction.
 
Windblown snow wipes the screen.
 
EXT. WINTER INTRODUCTION
 
It was the dead of winter (mid-season) when the 
snowfall reminds you only of how utterly cold and 
savage it is elsewhere outside.  To the animals that 
would have to suffer through this season until the 
ushering in of the next, any death was a fair death; so 
long as it was a means to survive for the predator.  
The snow would surely blanket the corpses so that the 
season itself would not appear quite as dark and savage 
as the brightness of the snow would lead one not to 
believe.
   
   DISSOLVE TO:
 
INT. BEDROOM OF THE EMPATH

  
  Empath:
 
As I laid in bed I could not help but listen to the 
yelps and cries of some stray dog outside.  At first I 
had assumed this poor creature must have turned into a 
meal for the other dogs that wandered about this same 
forest.  I had heard the other dogs earlier but now 
only the one remained. I related to this animal.  Not 
with the animal itself but perhaps its pain and so I 
was driven out of bed to investigate.  Snatching my 
coat and a flashlight I headed for the door.  I stopped 
just a few steps from the door when the yelps and cries 
stopped.  Somehow I felt that this dim flashlight would 
not be enough so I scuffled over to the bed and 
retrieved my Colt .45 automatic from beneath the 
mattress.  God have mercy on the sad sap that should 
startle me.  I walked toward the direction I had last 
heard the hairy mongrel but cautiously.  I had no 
desire to break the ice of a pond and drown or walk off 
the edge of a cliff disguised by snow nor would I be 
the next meal for some drooling, overgrown, fur-ball 
with teeth.
   
   FADE OUT.
 
FADE IN:
 
EXT. IN THE WOODS AND UP THE TREE
 
I found no signs of foul play, the bobcat had obviously 
picked the wrong prey or perhaps it was the prey.  None 
the less this lifeless pussy-cat was no more.  But 
who?  What killed it?  Was it still around?  Lurking in 
the woods...  Watching me?!  Then it happened.  The 
bastard had hit me in the back of the head...  I could 
still feel the chill running down my neck to the bottom 
of my spine.  Who's there?!?  I remained calm of 
course, I could show no signs of fear or I might end up 
like the bob-cat lying next to me.  There was nothing, 
no-one there.  Could I have imagined it all, then it 
happened again.  Now it was toying with me, it wanted 
me to know the futility of a struggle with this bizarre 
creature.  Goddamn-it!  Show yourself you spineless 
weenie.  My vocabulary had diminished greatly, I was 
frightened and he knew it!  However my intuition as an 
empath and a thorough investigator told me to look 
up.  There it was, the hideous creature was sitting 
there on a tree branch...  Watching me...  Playing with 
itself as if it was trying to say something.
 
Cinematography of EXT. IN THE WOODS AND UP THE TREE
 
The empath however sarcastic or exaggerated about 
his reactions under the situation remained very jumpy 
and frightened throughout the cinematography of the 
above scene.  When he says "Who, what killed it?  Was 
it still around?  Watching me?" he whispers in his mind 
as he looks nervously and intensely in all directions 
around him.  When the snow falling from the tree limb 
hits his back the intoxicated man jumps and grabs his neck 
as if he was shot.  When the empath claims his 
intuition led him to look up it was actually because he 
dropped to his knees rambling some pathetic prayer to 
god however vulgar his language may be.  The dog on the 
tree limb appears as one of the ugliest mutts he had 
ever seen however he does relate with the odd dog because 
he himself is odd.  Yes the dog is licking its genitals.