30 Days of Night: Dark Days Page #3

Come on. Come on.

Go, go, go.

Go, go, go!

What the f*** was that?

-ls he following us?

-l don't think so.

Do you see it?

There. Over there.

When we get out of here...

...l want you to take this car

and go, okay?

Stella...

...we don't even have a plan for this.

We could call the Coast Guard.

And tell them what?

There's a ship full of vampires?

We're gonna get on that thing

and stop it from leaving.

And you know it's suicide, right?

Let's go.

What the hell are they doing?

Is that--? Is that blood?

They can come back.

If they still have their head.

What was that?

-lt's moving.

-lt's happening.

They're leaving.

Wait, wait, wait.

We cannot be stuck on this ship.

We will not make it.

We don't have a choice.

Yes, we f***ing do have a choice.

We could-- We could run back now

and we could swim for it.

Then what?

This ship gets to the Arctic Circle,

hundreds more will die.

Paul?

I'm sorry.

F*** it.

Here.

Navigation room.

-ls that up?

-lt's one level up, three sectors over.

Through the mess hall.

Okay.

Oh, God.

Kill me.

Amber. Hey.

Turn.

Who the f*** are you?

-l....

-Where's the ship headed?

Alaska. Town called Wainwright.

Turn it around.

I can't.

-l can't. l'm sorry.

-Don't say sorry.

-Just turn it the f*** around.

-l'd do like she says, pal.

Please.

They have my family. They said--

Said they'd do terrible things.

They don't tell me anything.

No!

Amber!

Do it.

Paul.

-How many bullets you got?

-Not enough.

-Use them on ourselves?

-l was thinking the same thing.

Bleed them out.

You get to watch first.

No. Don't do this.

No! F***!

Okay. Hold still. Let me see.

Oh, God. Okay.

It's gonna be okay.

I need to stop the ship.

Do you have any idea

how this sh*t works?

No.

I think that did something.

Paul.

No!

Stella.

Does it feel like it did in Barrow?

When you held your dear Eben?

Felt him die in your arms?

Stella.

I can smell you.

I can smell your blood.

I felt nothing.

I could've let the ship go--

Parliament 454, do you read?

--and drift into endless darkness.

Parliament 454, this is Z-E

Steven Rome, U.S. Coast Guard.

Can you verify your location?

Myself along with it.

Parliament 454, did you receive

mass text transmission?

Please respond.

Parliament 454, please respond.

U.S. Coast Guard, Z-E Steven Rome.

Do you copy?

Parliament 454,

can you verify your location?

Z-E Steven Rome,

U.S. Coast Guard.

What they found on that ship...

...it was never on the news.

No one ever talked about it.

I thought about searching

for more people with stories like mine.

But I already knew one.

Come on.

Please, please, please.

Please.

No.

Eben.

I can't believe it's you.

I can't leave you.

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