SCENE 21 - Animation

Lying on the ground, Wilson’s face is swollen, bruised, and bloodied from a violent beating. One 

eye is closed over. The locket is enclosed tightly in his bruised fist.

He looks over to the carving he has made on his cell wall. A boat is slowly emerging.

A beam of sunlight on the wall next to him catches his eye. Bathed in the light is the smallest of 

flowers, growing out of a tiny crack.

He looks back up towards the light source.