Da Hood Arctic Script · Tested

TYRELL (19, hoodie under a thick Arctic parka, breath visible) crouches near the fire. He’s counting frozen bread rolls like they’re gold bricks.

You heard what happened to O-Dog? Man tried to cross the ice bridge. Frost got his fingers before the wolves did. Now he’s out there clickin’ stumps together, beggin’ for a mercy bullet. Da Hood Arctic Script

Nah. That’s the neighborhood watch. White fur, twelve feet tall, and it ain't here to collect rent. TYRELL (19, hoodie under a thick Arctic parka,

(whisper) Tell me that’s just the wind. hoodie under a thick Arctic parka

The wall of the warehouse EXPLODES inward. A massive polar bear, scarred and starving, lunges through the gap. Its breath steams like a locomotive.