KNOCK.
KNOCK - KNOCK.
The Overlord blinks multiple times.
The white drains from his eyes.
An ASSISTANT stands beside the open driver’s door. Knocking. Concerned.
ASSISTANT:
“Boss… you left the office over an hour ago.”
The Overlord looks at his watch.
Confused. Angry.
OVERLORD (snaps):
“Get away from my car.”
ASSISTANT:
“Do you want someone to—”
OVERLORD (low, menacing):
“I said go.”
The Assistant backs off.
The Overlord SLAMS the door shut.
The engine ROARS.
Tires SCREECH as he peels out.
The parking garage is dry. The street is wet.
The OVERLORD fishtails into traffic.
Horns honk. Men wave with middle fingers.