Pulse 2: Afterlife

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My sister...

was just-

Oh, God.

What happened?

What happened to her?

... regional safe zones.

This is not a test.

- Justine?

- Repeat. This is not a test.

Justine!

Justine, where are you?

Justine, it's me.

It's Mommy.

Hello?

Hello? Is anyone there?

Hello? Please.

I'm your neighbor from 431. Please.

Please, I need some help.

I can't find my daughter.

Hello! Hello!

Please open the door!

Please.

Please.

Please.

Please help me.

Open the door!

Help me, please. Help me.

Oh, my God.

It's a plague.

Michelle?

Oh, my- Oh, my God.

E-Excuse me. Something terrible's

happened, and I can't find my daughter.

I-I've lost my little girl.

Please. Can you tell

me what's going on here?

Why would I do that?

I- I'm sorry?

- Go on like this.

- I don't understand.

It hurts.

It- It hurts so bad.

What hurts?

What's wrong with you?

You wouldn't understand.

I mean, how- how could you really?

- You're right. I-I'm sorry. I don't.

- Lisa. Lisa, answer me.

- Tell me where you are.

- Oh, God. I'm sorry. I- I thought-

It's not enough to.

Can I just have a moment of your time,

please? I've lost my little girl.

I wanna die.

I just wanna die.

Lisa, it's time to

get you help.

But I don't know how.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

I can help you.

Just tell me where you are.

I'm sorry. I have to find my little girl.

I'm sorry.

All you have to do

is tell me where you are.

I've looked everywhere.

Good-bye, David.

No. Don't hang up.

Stay on the line.

- Good-bye.

- Lisa, where are you?

What do you want, Michelle?

Aunt Carmen. Oh, God.

I thought you and Uncle Pete were-

- Carmen?

- You shouldn't be out at this hour.

Something terrible is happening.

- Everywhere you look-

- I know.

Justine's gone.

And- Well, I thought, um-

I thought maybe I left her with you.

No. She's- She's-

She's not-

I don't- No.

She's not here.

- Are you all right?

- Yes.

- Yes.

- Are you sure?

- I think so. You?

- I don't know.

I- I just don't know anymore.

I'm scared, Carmen.

I'm scared, and, um-

People are dying

from some horrible disease...

and others are killing themselves,

and... I'm scared.

I'm- I'm scared.

TV's not workin'.

Radio either.

Um...

where's Uncle Pete?

- Is he-

- Pete- Pete-

Pete's in the back bedroom.

Can I talk to him?

Well, I don't know if that's

a really good idea right now.

- Why not?

- He's-

I don't know.

Let's go and talk to him, okay?

Can we do that?

- Please.

- Well, all right.

Uh, I- I'm just-

I'm just not sure he wants to

talk to anyone right now.

He really hasn't

been himself lately.

He has Mr. - Mr. Peppers

in there with him. He-

Um- Um- Pete?

Peter pie.

Uncle Pete?

Uncle Pete, it's me.

It's Michelle.

It's your niece, Michelle.

Is there a key?

The door doesn't lock.

Never has.

Then why haven't you gone inside?

I don't know.

- No, don't. Don't go in there.

- Why?

That's-

That's not my husband.

Not anymore.

Pete?

Oh, my God, Michelle.

What have you done?

Justine?

Justine?

Justine, honey.

Is that you?

It's me.

It's Mommy.

What's wrong, baby?

Are you sick?

Is that it?

It's okay.

Everything's okay.

I promise.

Can I see your face?

Can you do that for me?

Can you show Mommy your face?

- It's been out here all night.

- What?

Why didn't you tell me?

It's been watching me

since the sun went down.

Stop saying "it."

I- I- I thought it was

Justine, too, at first.

But I tried talking to it.

It never says a word,

never shows its face.

I think you need to get away from it,

Michelle. Now.

What are-What are you saying?

Is she-

I think- I think, if you touch it...

you-you'll die.

- No.

- You'll get the infection, and you'll die.

I don't believe you.

You don't know what you're saying.

Get away from it.

Come on, baby.

Let's go home.

Oh, wait. Please wait.

Oh, God have mercy on us all.

God have mercy on us all.

No, no, no.

No, wait, please.

Justine.

Justine.

Justine.

Justine, come back.

Please!

Come back, please, Justine!

Justine!

July 6. I talked to the school psych.

Justine is acting out at school.

This tension between me and

Stephen is affecting our child now.

- This has got to stop.

- [Chimes]

July 15.

Stephen is more and more remote.

He is no longer hostile,

but he won't talk about us...

and he won't try family counseling.

July 24.

I think Stephen is having an affair.

August 2...

Stephen wants a divorce.

Says I share the blame.

How am I to blame

for his infidelities?

August 3.

He moved out today.

Claims he's going to stay

at the cabin.

Liar.

He's living with her.

I know it.

September 14.

Forty-three days single.

Teri signed me up

with a dating service.

All losers.

I just want you back, Stephen.

September 20.

I'm spending all my time in chat rooms.

I can't eat.

I can't sleep.

It's a sick world out there,

especially at night.

September 23.

I found a strange Web site.

People actually seem to be killing

themselves in front of their webcams.

Once I got over the horror of it...

I realized there was something

almost welcoming in their despair.

A kind of shared pain nobody

else could possibly understand.

September 24. I must get these

dark thoughts out of my head.

I must think of Justine.

My sweet little angel.

October 5.

The day I thought would never come.

Stephen won custody

of our daughter...

and I was ruled an unfit mother

for neglecting my child.

How could this happen?

How could you do this to me?

I hate you.

October 7.

I can't bear the thought...

of leaving Justine with you

and that woman.

I would rather see my baby dead.

October 8.

Decision made.

FirstJustine...

then me.

Good-bye, my love.

I'll be with you soon.

Justine?

Justine! Justine!

Justine?

Justine?

Justine! Justine, thank God!

You all right, sweetheart?

You okay?

Huh? You okay?

Christ, I've been worried

sick about you.

I called all the neighbors. I called 911.

I called your mom.

I called Aunt Carmen and Uncle Pete.

Oh!

Sweetie...

where's Mommy?

Huh? Do you know where she is?

Did- Did she- Did she get sick?

Huh?

Oh, come here. It's okay, squirt.

Daddy's here. There's my big girl.

We're together.

Nothing's gonna change that.

You understand? Nothing.

Come on.

That's my daughter.

That's my girl.

All right. Sit back.

Stephen. Stephen!

Justine.

Justine.

Hey, squirt.

You want to buckle up for me?

Here.

I'll give you a hand.

That-a-girl.

That-a-girl.

Oh, no.

Don't look, okay?

Just don't look.

Hold on. I'm gonna

try and get past him.

Is that Justine?

You had us all

praying for a miracle.

And praise the Lord,

it finally paid off.

So what's going on?

You turning people away now?

Residents and family only.

That's the rule.

Otherwise it's gonna be chaos,

just like down in the city.

There's gotta be something we can do.

I'm sorry. I know how it sounds,

but that's the way it's gotta be.

Now, uh-

I'm gonna have to ask you both

to step out of the car.

- What?

- Uh, it- it's just a precaution.

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