EXT. STREETS OUTSIDE BANK

  Several Police Officers' guns are pointed at Dylan as he steps out slowly. His hands aren't up.

  Police Officer 2: Put your hands up, now.

  Dylan: Are you sure?

  Police Officer: (enraged) Yes, I'm sure!

  Dylan: Alright, then.

  Dylan slowly raises his hands, but instead of him surrendering, Dylan causes their vehicles to stand on end, open from the top like a great metal jaw, and bite them all into pieces.

  Officer 3 looks behind him, and tries to roll out of the way, but he is quickly devoured by another car's jaw lying in wait for him. It falls on him with all its weight, pressing its metal teeth into him, sending blood and pieces of cracked sidewalk flying all around.

  Officer 4 does manage to break the teeth off one car by shooting them with a shotgun, but Officer 5 accidentally bumps into him, trying to get away, and Officer 4 falls into an open jaw of a car that already has a few Officers thrashing in its jaws.

  Officer 6 has managed to get up on an un-possessed vehicle, fires a bit, and knocks back a few vehicles. When the few heading toward him are broken beyond movement, he hops into the vehicle, and speeds away.

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  Officer 7 is trapped in the jaw of one car, and for a long while, appears able to force its jaws apart through sheer strength, but the car was just playing with its food. It lifts its front up slowly, and Officer 7 almost stops for a moment, feeling confused at the car's decision, but then the car slams its front down with full force, burying its top row of teeth into his back.

  Police Officer 2 watches in horror as his comrades are killed brutally all around him.

  Dylan strides purposefully down the steps to Police Officer 2, who trembles in fear, his rifle shaking feverishly. Three Officers nearly escape, but Dylan simply brushes his hand toward them, spouting blood from their throats.

  Police Officer 2 drops his weapon, which goes off and hits Dylan's leg, tearing out a good chunk of meat just below the knee. Dylan collapses.

  Dylan: (through gritted teeth) A-a-a-u-gh, you asshole! Fuckin...

  Dylan crawls madly toward Officer 2, who can't move, as he's backed up against several more cars, which only watch and wait for their master's command. Dylan reaches Officer 2, and places his hands carefully around the officer's throat. The officer is too terrified to move. Dylan himself just pants there for a while, unsure of what he wants to do.

  Dylan: What, did you think you were doing?

  Officer 2: Demon! You're a demon!

  Dylan: You, you haven't met a demon, yet.

  Dylan kisses him violently. Officer 2 crawls back in utter confusion, until his mouth starts to steadily drip a dark red.

  Dylan wipes his mouth, and watches. Police Officer 2 stumbles off, trying to stop up the blood, but becomes weak, and falls over in the attempt to escape. The sun begins to set, as Dylan watches him bleed out, looking fairly amused.

  Behind him is the rest of his team. Robert at the front, his mouth agape.

  Robert: Holy shit!

  Dylan: What?

  Robert: I thought you were just gonna talk to him!

  Dylan: When have I ever done that?

  Robert kicks something in frustration, turns around, and heads back inside the bank.

  Robert: Hey guys? Where did Gerry and Jess go?

  Dylan's jaw drops now.