The hangar is half-lit — large mechanical arms stand frozen
in the dark. A small transport vessel waits in the center,
engines humming quietly.
Adais and Hawkeye approach.
Inside the vessel, two silent guards wait, helmets on, faces
hidden.
Adais glances around. The hangar feels quiet yet peaceful.
ADAIS
(quietly)
Feels emptier than usual.
HAWKEYE
Yes, my lady. We are being ext—
ADAIS
(interrupts)
Extra cautious. Yes, don't say it
twice.
A brief silence and an exchange of glances.
The vehicle they will be using looks aesthetically pleasing
and agile.
Adais steps aboard - feeling nervous.
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The transport glides through a crimson haze. The light
flickers over the hull like liquid fire.
The fleet's rapid advance becomes more apparent.
The ground below flows like molten copper.
Far ahead — a dark, massive silhouette: the Prison Ship.
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Adais leans closer to the window, looking at the prison
ship.
ADAIS
(to herself)
It looks... weird.
No one answers.
The traces left behind the vehicle create a contrast with
the stillness of the horizon.
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The door opens with a hiss. Adais steps inside — the air is
heavy, colder, filled with a distant hum.
Lighting here is dim green, flickering irregularly.
While they're walking through the corridors, Adais looks
around curiously.
ADAIS
(to Hawkeye)
Green light? Interesting.
HAWKEYE
Green for safety, re—
ADAIS
(interrupts)
Red for danger?
HAWKEYE
No, my lady. Red for... run.
(MORE)
HAWKEYE (CONT'D)
(waits for a moment)
We black-out the lights when there
is danger. Because we can see in t-
ADAIS
(interrupts, quick,
smiling)
So if I punch you, the light goes
off?
HAWKEYE
(subtly smiling, gives a
side eye to Adais)
I don't think that would be
dangerous, my lady.
ADAIS
(laughs)
You'll see—
Two guards salute Hawkeye, interrupting their conversation;
their faces are pale, their expressions are serious. Adais
feels weird for the interruption.
HAWKEYE
This way, my lady.
They start walking again.
The floor beneath their boots echoes sharply.
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As they walk, a pair of guards escort a prisoner from the
opposite end — a humanoid figure in torn restraints, a mask
covering its mouth, eyes burning faintly red beneath the
shadow.
They all walk towards each other. The sound of metallic
chains attached to the prisoner's feet can be heard in the
distance.
When they come near, the prisoner suddenly twitches forward,
growling to Adais’s face.
The guards yank him back violently - knocking the prisoner
to the ground.
Adais and Hawkeye continue walking. Behind them, the guards
are beating the fallen prisoner - kicking aggressively as
the prisoner growls in pain.
Adais freezes. Her breath catches. Hawkeye pushes her
forward, gently.
HAWKEYE
(low)
This wa-
Stops before finishing her phrase, exchanging glances with
Adais - remembering that she said that once and Adais warned
her to not to repeat herself twice.
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They stop at a thick, sealed door. Hawkeye places her hand
on the scanner; a brief red light scans them both.
HAWKEYE
My lady... Here.
Adais straightens herself. Her reflection looks pale in the
polished metal. For a brief second — she hesitates.
Then the door clicks open with a hiss of pressurized air. A
faint light spills from inside — unlike any other in the
ship.
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End of Chapter Five
INT. DOCKING HANGAR – CONTINUOUS
The hangar is half-lit — large mechanical arms stand frozen
in the dark. A small transport vessel waits in the center,
engines humming quietly.
Adais and Hawkeye approach.
Inside the vessel, two silent guards wait, helmets on, faces
hidden.
Adais glances around. The hangar feels quiet yet peaceful.
ADAIS
(quietly)
Feels emptier than usual.
HAWKEYE
Yes, my lady. We are being ext—
ADAIS
(interrupts)
Extra cautious. Yes, don't say it
twice.
A brief silence and an exchange of glances.
The vehicle they will be using looks aesthetically pleasing
and agile.
Adais steps aboard - feeling nervous.
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EXT. VENUSIAN MOUNTAINS – DAWN
The transport glides through a crimson haze. The light
flickers over the hull like liquid fire.
The fleet's rapid advance becomes more apparent.
The ground below flows like molten copper.
Far ahead — a dark, massive silhouette: the Prison Ship.
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INT. INSIDE THE COCKPIT - CONTINUOUS
Adais leans closer to the window, looking at the prison
ship.
ADAIS
(to herself)
It looks... weird.
No one answers.
The traces left behind the vehicle create a contrast with
the stillness of the horizon.
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INT. PRISON SHIP – AIRLOCK CORRIDOR
The door opens with a hiss. Adais steps inside — the air is
heavy, colder, filled with a distant hum.
Lighting here is dim green, flickering irregularly.
While they're walking through the corridors, Adais looks
around curiously.
ADAIS
(to Hawkeye)
Green light? Interesting.
HAWKEYE
Green for safety, re—
ADAIS
(interrupts)
Red for danger?
HAWKEYE
No, my lady. Red for... run.
(MORE)
HAWKEYE (CONT'D)
(waits for a moment)
We black-out the lights when there
is danger. Because we can see in t-
ADAIS
(interrupts, quick,
smiling)
So if I punch you, the light goes
off?
HAWKEYE
(subtly smiling, gives a
side eye to Adais)
I don't think that would be
dangerous, my lady.
ADAIS
(laughs)
You'll see—
Two guards salute Hawkeye, interrupting their conversation;
their faces are pale, their expressions are serious. Adais
feels weird for the interruption.
HAWKEYE
This way, my lady.
They start walking again.
The floor beneath their boots echoes sharply.
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INT. PRISON SHIP CORRIDOR – CONTINUOUS
As they walk, a pair of guards escort a prisoner from the
opposite end — a humanoid figure in torn restraints, a mask
covering its mouth, eyes burning faintly red beneath the
shadow.
They all walk towards each other. The sound of metallic
chains attached to the prisoner's feet can be heard in the
distance.
When they come near, the prisoner suddenly twitches forward,
growling to Adais’s face.
The guards yank him back violently - knocking the prisoner
to the ground.
Adais and Hawkeye continue walking. Behind them, the guards
are beating the fallen prisoner - kicking aggressively as
the prisoner growls in pain.
Adais freezes. Her breath catches. Hawkeye pushes her
forward, gently.
HAWKEYE
(low)
This wa-
Stops before finishing her phrase, exchanging glances with
Adais - remembering that she said that once and Adais warned
her to not to repeat herself twice.
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INT. PRISON SHIP - MEETING ROOM DOORWAY
They stop at a thick, sealed door. Hawkeye places her hand
on the scanner; a brief red light scans them both.
HAWKEYE
My lady... Here.
Adais straightens herself. Her reflection looks pale in the
polished metal. For a brief second — she hesitates.
Then the door clicks open with a hiss of pressurized air. A
faint light spills from inside — unlike any other in the
ship.
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