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PANEL ONE: PAUL carrying his gaming books downstairs.

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There was nothing I could do; I didn’t have anyplace else to go. So the next week I again went down to Mr. Stepanov’s apartment.

PANEL TWO: PAUL greets MARK at the door; he looms over MARK, tall, big, imposing.

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Paul was there, and he smiled at me; the kind of smile that said I was trapped and he knew it.

PANEL THREE: MARK, obviously intimidated like a child asking a parent for permission, raises his hand to ask PAUL for a break.

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We played for hours, and my bladder was bursting. I asked Paul if we could take just a small break and he said “no.”

PANEL FOUR: Mr. STEPANOV gives MARK a warning look.

NARR:
Mr. Stepanov gave me a warning look from his chair; it was pretty clear I wasn’t supposed to say anything to upset his son.

PANEL FIVE: MARK begins to sweat, the fear and nerves making his eyes wide; it’s a close-up bust shot so we can really see the agony of indecision and nervousness on his face.

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I felt a kind of panic; trapped in this madhouse with the weird son and his weird Dad who controlled my fate. I got so freaked out thinking about it…

PANEL SIX: We pan down to look under the table at MARK wetting his pants like a fire hose.

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…that I lost control, right there in my chair.

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