Cutscene - "Revelations"

[Note: Anything placed between square brackets is not spoken dialogue...it is my addition to describe what is happening.]

[The views pans upwards, revealing a sad-looking statue, one arm upraised, holding a symbol in it's outstretched hand: A cross within a circle. In the background, it is snowing gently.]

[The scene changes to show an elderly man, sleeping in the snow, as it continues to softly snow around him, his breath showing in the cold air.]

[The scene changes again, to show a man, his face shrouded, standing outside in front a fire, his breath also showing. Behind him, some stairs lead up to a walkway, upon which someone moves past towards the right.]

[The scene changes to show footprints in the snow. The view follows these footprints, until it catches up with the silhouette of the one making them. The view pans upwards to show this man, hooded, walking, some buildings shown in the background. The wind blows a small snow flurry across the view, and the sound of approaching footsteps is heard. The snow continues to fall gently.]

Garrett: [Makes a sound of contempt.] Keepers!

[Another silhouette enters the scene from the right, also hooded.]

Keeper:  So you think you've won.

[Garrett turns to the right, and the Keeper stops moving.]

Garrett:  I think I've got my eye back.

Keeper:  Yet...still...you are blind.

[Garrett turns to face the Keeper. The scene changes to show the Keeper, face illuminated except for the eyes, Garrett's silhouetted back to us.]

Garrett:  If you hadn't noticed, I just saved the world. Yourself included.

Keeper:  As we knew you would. As it had to be.

[Garrett turns away, moving off screen to the right, speaking as he does so.]

Garrett:  Now I remember why I left the Keepers.

[The Keeper moves to follow him, speaking as he does so.]

Keeper:  And I remember why we let you go.

[The scene changes to show Garrett's silhouette, in profile, walking to the right. Behind him passes the view of a building, behind an iron fence, a warm glow coming from the windows. A clock starts to strike the hour.]

Garrett:  What do you want from me?

[The Keeper moves into the scene from the left, falling in step with Garrett.]

Garrett:  [Sarcastically] Have you come to congratulate me? Welcome me back to the fold?

Keeper:  Very well. I will speak my peace plainly. You have accomplished that which was written, and YES...you've done it well. But there is no place for you with us any longer. Yet you will have a great need of us, and soon.

[The scene changes to look through a window down onto the street, snow built up on the ledge outside. The two figures walk on, leaving footprints in the still-falling snow.]

Garrett:  I don't think so. I'm through with heroics.

[The scene changes to show the silhouettes of Garrett and the Keeper walking side by side, in profile. The building has past, and they move past other, unidentifiable shapes.]

Garrett:  And with your kind as well.

Keeper:  You cannot run from life as you did from us, Garrett.

[The picture changes to show a closer view of the two silhouettes, still in profile, talking.]

Keeper:  Life has a way of finding you.

[As the Keeper speaks, Garrett licks his lips.]

Keeper:  No matter how artistic a sneak you are.

[The two start to move past a fire burning nearby.]

Keeper:  Listen...there is a book that you were not made aware of.

[The clock stops striking, indicating the time is midnight. The view changes to show a close-up of Garrett's new eye...a mechanical device, which reflects the nearby fire. It clicks and whirrs like a camera, and the pupil enlarges as the eye moves to look at something. All of this happens as the Keeper continues speaking.]

Keeper:  I'm here to tell you that it would be WISE for you to read it now...if you can still read hieroglyphs.

[The picture changes to show what Garrett was looking at..some sort of metal working going on, red hot iron being worked upon.]

Garrett:  I do try to forget, but you Keepers leave them everywhere for me.

[The scene changes. Both silhouettes in profile again, still walking to the right, moving past a building, softly lit by the nearby iron workings.]

Keeper:  Yes. You have more friends than you know.

[Both stop, and Garrett turns to face the Keeper.]

Garrett:  Tell my “friends” that I don't need their secret book.

[The scene changes to show the two silhouettes from the front, from a distance. A nearby rat scrounges in the snow. A window to the right shows a warm glow from within. It appears that the snow has stopped falling.]

Garrett:  Or their glyph warnings, or their messengers! Tell them I'm through! Tell them it's OVER! Tell them Garrett is DONE!

[Garrett waves his hand to emphasize his point, then walks away from the Keeper. The view then changes to show Garrett's silhouette from the back, walking away into the city. The Keeper's voice comes from behind him.]

Keeper:  I will tell them this: Nothing is changed. All is as it was written. The Trickster is dead. Beware the dawn...of the Metal Age.

[The view pans upwards, showing the workings of the upper parts of the nearby buildings, then to blackness.]