6 Souls Page #6

Give me your hands. It's OK.

Oh, my God. Come on.

Ow! Ow, Mommy!

Let me see.

OK. Drive, Stephen.

Drive straight ahead.

How much further?

It's just a couple more miles.

We're in the middle of nowhere.

I know. I know.

Just go straight. We'll be there soon.

Jesus, I hope you know

what you 're doing.

Just keep going straight!

Watch out!

Sh*t!

Oh, God! Oh, good.

What the hell is that?

It's alright. It's alright.

We're here. It's alright.

You stay here. Stay right here, Stephen.

Come on, honey. Come on.

Oh, it's OK. You 're alright.

I know, I know. It's OK.

Oh, f... Fu...

Sh*t.

Ah, come on.

Arrgh! Arrgh!

Mom, I don't want to...

No. It's alright. It's OK.

Just show her your back.

She looks scary.

Show her your back.

She's gonna help you. It's OK.

I'm gonna be right here.

Do I have to?

I'm gonna be right here, OK?

Lost your way, did you, child?

From God?

My daddy died.

Terrible thing, to lose a loved one.

Worse thing to lose your faith.

I'm sorry, child.

Why?

Once the sheltering has begun,

he will find you.

No. No.

No, no, you have to do something.

She's made her choice.

She didn't make a choice.

She didn't make a choice. She's a child.

We are all God's children.

Please help us. Help... Help her.

She will not be alone.

She will rest with the sheltered ones.

No. No!

Mommy!

Stephen! Stephen!

Cover your eyes, OK?

Don't look. Don't look. Don't.

OK.

Stephen... Stephen?

Stephen...

Don't... Keys... Keys...

Sammy!

Mom!

Come on.

Arggh!

Mommy!

Sammy...

OK. OK. Are you OK?

Alright, baby. OK. Come on.

Come on. Come on.

OK, I'm sorry. OK, sorry.

It's OK. You 're OK. It's OK.

Shh.

Sammy? Sammy, what is it?

Oh, my God. It's OK, baby.

Get it out. Get it out.

Oh, my God. OK.

Mommy, I can't feel my fingers.

OK, baby. It's OK. You 're alright.

It's gonna be alright.

You 're gonna be al...

Ugh!

Sammy!

Mommy?

You 're bleeding, Mommy.

I hit my head.

It's OK. It's OK.

I'm really scared, Mommy.

It's OK. It's OK. Shh... Shh...

Shh. Come on. Come here. Come here.

Come here. It's OK. It's OK.

It's OK. It's alright. It's alright. It's OK.

Shh...

OK, OK, OK, OK, OK.

Shh... OK, OK. OK. OK.

Alright. Alright. It's alright.

Matthew, Mark, Luke and John

Bless the bed that I lay on

Bless me as I lay me down to sleep

I give myself to God to keep

Five little angels round my bed

One to the foot and one to the head

One to sing and one to pray...

...and one to take my sins away.

Amen.

Mommy...

Mommy...

It's OK.

Mommy!

Arggh!

Sammy.

Sammy?

Breathe. Breathe. Breathe.

Breathe, Sammy.

Oh, God.

Sammy?

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