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FROM THE BLOOD
PART ONE OF TH E STROMARK
MASSACR E
ANDY SM I L L I E
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PROLOGUE - INT. BALTHIEL’S CELL ON THE
FLESH TEARERS STRIKE CRUISER.
ATMOS: CONFINED ECHOES OF A SPARTAN CELL
NARRATION: Balthiel’s serf lay dead on
the loor, his body chalk-white from
exsanguination . Arterial luid had led
from his oriices until his veins were
empty. Hoarfrost rimed the chamber walls.
Unnaturally frozen air molecules cracked
like agitated ice.
Balthiel knelt in the centre of the
lightless cell, oblivious to the serf.
BALTHIEL: ‘By his blood, am I made.’
(pained)
The Librarian trembled as he spoke. It
took all of his focus, all of his training
to stay conscious. Pain that he thought
he could never have endured wracked his
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body. His hands ached from gripping the
loor, his ingers dug knuckle-deep into
the steel.
The unknown igure stepped towards
Balthiel.
BALTHIEL: ‘By his blood, am I
armoured.’ (pained)
FX – drops of blood hitting the loor
Blood trickled from Balthiel’s nose,
striking the loor with a regular rhythm.
He heard each droplet as it fell. They
thundered in his mind like the iring of
a siege cannon. Weeping, he held the
trance; he would see the end this time.
He had to. He would know the face of his
tormentor.
The shadow-ire obscuring the igure iltered
away…
BALTHIEL: ‘By his blood…’ (pained)
FX – cry of pain
Smoke exuded from his pores and drifted
off his skin in a black-grey pall.
A black armoured Space Marine stood before
him. Its battle-plate resembled his own
but it bore the bloodied saltire of the
damned. It laughed.
FX – A strangled, rumbling laugh.
BALTHIEL: ‘By his blood, shall I
triumph.’ (pained)
The Space Marine removed its helm,
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exposing its true face. It was a red
skinned beast. A daemon. Still laughing,
it opened its fanged mouth and roared.
BEAST: From the blood are monsters
born. (growl)
The psychic vision faded, throwing
Balthiel up and back against the wall.
He collapsed to the loor. Before darkness
took him, the Librarian tapped the last
of his strength and called for aid.
BALTHIEL: ‘Apothecary...’ (pained,
desperate)
From the Blood

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