EXT. URBAN DYSTOPIA — NIGHT
The camera PANS across broken heaps of metal, smoking ruins of a once-proud civilization. Buildings in ruins, children in rags with dirty faces, the distant sounds of warlords exchanging gunfire. The camera moves along the twisted and smoking remains of cars, broken asphalt, until it catches up to A YOUNG BOY running . . .
Faster and faster he runs, through the rubble and the decayed city. Clutched against his chest is a small and adorable puppy.
The boy runs –
URBAN ENCAMPMENT — CONTINUOUS
Gathered around a blazing fire, licking the edges of the trash barrel, is …