INT. THE HUB

               We're looking at the top of a large, circular, metal
               platform, about ten meters in diameter, floating in the
               middle of white nothing. Several COMPUTER MONITORS adorn
               the outside, with terminals at each one. A large DOORWAY
               like device is situated in the middle.

               Two TEENAGERS are on top of this platform, both examining
               several monitors. One is tall, with dark hair and skin, and
               the other is medium sized, in terms of height and build,
               Caucasian, with cropped brown hair.

               The tall one, ZACK (19), pipes up.

                                   ZACK
                         Alright, I think I got the demo
                         tape figures out.

               The other one, JAMES (18), nods.

                                   JAMES
                         Good. We get this going and we
                         can get back to searching.

               James ducks under a workstation, while Zack pulls out a
               camera and sets it up on a tri-pod.

                                   ZACK
                         Whenever you're ready.

               James stands, and walks over to the camera, standing
               infront of it.

               Zack fiddles with the controls for a second, then joins
               James.

               The camera beeps.

                                   JAMES
                             (taking a deep breath)
                         My name is James, and this is
                         Zack. If you've found this
                         recording, and this place, then
                         I'd ask you now not to touch
                         anything for a few days. We found
                         out the hard way that things in
                         here can be dangerous.

               Be stops for a moment, taking another deep breath.

                                   JAMES (CONT'D)
                         With any luck, we'll be back and
                         leave you a note or another
                         recording, and set up a meeting
                         time. Please don't tell anyone
                         about this place yet. 

                                   ZACK
                         We, ah, call this place "The
                         Hub." We don't know who built it,
                         when they build it, or how, or
                         where this place actually is. All
                         we know for sure is that the
                         doorway to here is hidden in...
                         well, you already found it, I
                         guess. This place, the monitors
                         here, anyway, allow us to see
                         into various futures. 

                                   JAMES
                         We aren't really sure that's
                         what's happening, of course. It
                         could be snippets of our future,
                         or it could even be some
                         elaborate scam, but-

                                   ZACK
                         But we don't think so. A lot of
                         what we've seen here, and, uh, of
                         what we want to show you, would
                         take the best and most expensive
                         special effects devices to pull
                         off, and even then, we can adjust
                         how we see these worlds, and what
                         angle to look at, and it just
                         seems to be totally limitless.

                                   JAMES
                         But there are some drawbacks. We
                         don't know where else this
                         doorway could possibly lead, even
                         into one of the futures. We don't
                         know much of anything about this
                         place. 

                                   ZACK
                         In the event that we somehow
                         cannot regain access to this
                         place, or, y'know, have died, we
                         will now show you some of the
                         more basic functions of how this
                         place works, and what you might
                         expect to see by using the
                         monitors here.

               They wait for a bit, then:

                                   ZACK (CONT'D)
                         Alright, cut.

                                   JAMES
                             (double takes)
                         What? Cut?

                                   ZACK
                         What?

                                   JAMES 
                         This isn't a movie shoot, Zack.

                                   ZACK
                         I know. I'm just... nervous, is
                         all.

                                   JAMES
                         That's why you kept cutting me
                         off?

                                   ZACK
                         Yeah. Sorry.

                                   JAMES
                             (shakes head)
                         Nevermind. I'll review the demo
                         tape, then.

                                   ZACK
                         Yeah, I'll write up the script
                         for the control sequence.

                                   JAMES
                         It's not a movie shoot, Zack.

                                   ZACK
                             (sarcastically)
                         Then I'll wing it.

                                   JAMES
                         Won't you just get nervous again?

                                   ZACK
                         Then I'll write up a script.

                                   JAMES
                         Okay. Whatever.

               James heads over to the station Zack was at, sits down, and
               punches a few keys.

               JAMES' POV

               Looking through James' eyes, at the control screen.

               The sound of typing is still heard, as long computer
               commands are punched into the screen.

               Finally, James hits a final key, and the screen displays a
               loading screen, which quickly finishes, and brings up a
               display of a girl sitting in a room, staring out a round
               window into deep space.

               The camera moves slowly towards this, closer and closer,
               until we make a smooth transition to:

               INT. SHIP - TEST ROOM

               A GIRL is staring out the window, looking deep into space.
               The walls are all a sterile, very light grey, much like the
               girl's clothing. 

               A mechanical voice is heard, loud and clear, although no
               speakers are visible.

                                   VOICE
                         Todays plan: Testing the nervous
                         system.

               The girl doesn't respond.

                                   VOICE (CONT'D)
                         The goal of this test is to
                         examine the sense of touch.

                                   GIRL
                         You won't understand. You can't
                         feel anything.

                                   VOICE
                         The goal is to analyze and
                         reproduce a nervous system.

               The girl shakes her head, but stands, and heads for the
               wall opposite to her.

               As she approaches, a faint outline of a door appears in the
               wall, and the inside of this outline moves outwards, and
               slides off to the side.

                                   VOICE (CONT'D)
                         This is a follow up of
                         yesterday's test, where we
                         examined the sense of taste. The
                         goal of yesterday's test was to
                         analyze and reproduce taste buds.

               The girl exits the room, and the door closes behind her.

                                                              CUT TO:

               EXT. PARK - STAGE - AFTERNOON

               A MAN is standing on a steel stage in a large field, waving
               his arm at a rather large cheering crowd.

               A SHOT rings out, striking the man in the chest, and
               sending him to the ground.

                                   UNKNOWN (V.O.)
                         We believe you. We just don't
                         believe in you.

                                                              CUT TO:

               EXT. CITY - SKYSCRAPER ROOFTOPS - AFTERNOON

               Looking down at the ground, apparently from the top of a
               skyscraper. 

               A small dot down below, a person, is seen rapidly getting
               larger, bringing a SUPERHERO into view. All we catch of him
               is a blue costume, and crackling energy, before he flies
               past the camera, grinning.

               INT. HERO'S APARTMENT - NEXT

               The Hero lands in his apartment, through the window, and
               pulls off his mask.

               He looks up to see someone there, looking amazed to see
               him.

               Looking pissed off, The Hero turns around and flies out of
               the window.

               INT. BAR - NEXT

               The hero, now in civilian clothes, drinks out of a large
               bottle in a bar, clearly intoxicated.

               EXT. CITY - AFTERNOON

               The Hero, flying at eye level with a fifty-foot monster, a
               cross between a gorilla and an ape. The Hero PUNCHES the
               beast across the snout, then FIRES a beam of energy at it,
               causing a large EXPLOSION.

                                                              CUT TO:

               INT. CHURCH - NEXT

               Inside a large, well-furnished church, a young woman is
               giving a sermon.

               We focus on one man in the crowd, a moustached, bald MAN.

               This Man seems to be unreadable.

                                   VOICE (V.O.)
                         I want you to infiltrate this
                         religion and bring it down, if
                         necessary.

                                   MAN (V.O.)
                         All due respect, sir, but
                         religious persecution? Is that
                         what we're about now?

               The man crosses, then uncrosses his legs, agitated.

               EXT. SPACE - NEXT

               Several ships fight one another in the vacuum, firing
               lasers at each other, destroying fighter after fighter.

                                   UNKNOWN FEMALE (O.S.)
                             (filtered, through
                              radio)
                         They're killing each other!

                                                           BLACK OUT:

               TITLE OVER:

               ANTHOLOGY

               JANUARY 10th, 2009

               ONLY ON GVP

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