Close up of a support group sign with letters pressed into a board. Metahuman Victim Support Group.
A woman missing her right arm and left leg, (a noticeable prostetic leg) struggling as she enters the room on a crutch. She's clearly having a hard time as she walks in. Otherwise she's an attractive young woman.
She plops herself into a chair, a few others around her, an older man with an eyepatch, a younger guy with burns and bandages over most of the upper part of his body on the other side.
Someone hands her a styrofoam cup with coffee and she smiles up at them.
Close up of her. She's looking right out at us.
N: My name is Carol Young, and I hate superhumans.
Carol, in a business skirt and her body fully intact, as she stands just off the curb in the city, her arm out to hail a cab.
Worm's eye view from behind her as we see an energy blast shoot forth towards us, eradicating her extended arm into ashes in a heartbeat. We can just make out the source of the blast, two figures in the sky in bright costumes.
Arial view of a superhero and supervillain as the grapple each other plummeting towards the pavement, Carol is thrashing about in pain below as passerbys run and scream.
They hit the ground and smash through the ground, rubble thrown all around, Carol is off balance and screaming as her missing limb is in focus for us. Cars and other pedestrians are on fire and running off.
Carol falls into the pit created by the hero/villain, screaming and helpless in a world of utter turmoil.
Carol lies below, a chunk of pavement crushing her opposite leg, blood flowing with burst water pipes and fire all about. Straight down shot, she is utterly helpless and in Hell on Earth.
Split panel page.
Carol's upper half of her body. She's lying in bed, in a state of shock, staring straight up at us, tears streaming from her eyes. She's wearing a slinky black tank top. A cut off panel showing her stump on the right side and an obvious emptiness there, showing the disconnect from her missing limb.
N: [Dialogue about missing limbs and life after]
Carol's lower half. She's wearing skimpy underwear and it'd be sexy if not for the other cut off panel on the lower left showing her absence of her left leg. The stump there is really ugly and horrific. The cut off panels should remove us from the sexy image of a girl lying in bed in a tank top and panties.
POV from the arm stump up close. We see what it looks like straight on with Carol raising her head in the background looking down at it as best she can. It's a severe burn that cauterized the wound almost instantly.
POV from the opposite angle, as she looks down at her leg in the background and we see a surgical removal scar of her leg. It's horrific in a totally different way.