Against The Dark Page #2

just because they were grownups...

...didn't mean that

they could protect me...

...from monsters or demons

or whatever.

They're not monsters or demons.

They're just diseased.

Then a few days into the virus...

...one of the infected got my dad.

Now I know for sure

that no one can protect me.

Hey.

Come here.

We'll protect each other, okay?

We're a team now, yeah?

I guess.

You guess?

Dorothy and I

have been doing okay.

We've survived

by relying on each other.

And since you guys

have come onboard...

There's more of a chance

for you to get nailed, right.

I get it. Relax, dude.

We all wanna keep breathing

as much as you do.

I just wanna keep it simple.

Find a safe camp.

What's your plan?

I ain't got a plan.

Exactly.

That doesn't mean we're gonna

be able to walk around safely soon.

If ever.

Once they figure out a way

to get rid of those...

- Another nice thought.

- It's not hopeless, Dorothy.

These creatures are subject

to nature's laws like any creature.

We've killed enough to know.

Right. They're just like you and me

except, oh, they crave blood.

And until they get it,

they're insane killing machines.

I pulled some of the first victims

back here.

- Back when the attacks just started.

- No sh*t.

You know, some of the wounded

were immune...

...and others,

man, they just changed.

Just changed right over.

And everybody thinks

that they're vampires.

But they're not. They're mutants.

Maybe so.

But what's the myth based on?

Being a slave to blood and flesh.

Everything you do,

everything you think about...

...is just getting more blood.

No mind of your own.

No feelings.

Sh*t, man.

Guess they just wanna feed.

- Move the trolley.

- All right.

Not vampires, huh?

B*tch sure looks the part.

Then make sure it never gets out.

Come on, let's go.

Come on.

- What kept you guys?

- Great news.

There's definitely a few

of our little friends on this side.

And they know we're here.

Come on, let's go.

All right, we've gotta get going, now.

So, what? You saw one?

- You might say that.

- What was he like?

Are they getting weak?

- What?

- Great.

The dope's kicked in, he's wasted.

There's a cafeteria up ahead.

Maybe we can find some food

before heading down to the next level.

Everybody's starving.

We have to keep our strength up.

What if there's one

of those things there?

Then we'll kill him.

What if there's more than one?

Then we'll kill them all.

Come on. Let's go.

How old do you think this food is?

Could be months old.

The thing we always do

is look for food.

Trouble is, most of it is junk.

Just shovel it in.

- Be thankful it's here.

- Yeah.

Because no one else

was able to eat it.

It's too bad we can't just stay here.

We got three hours till dawn.

It might take that long

just to get down to the next level.

The hardest thing is finding stairwells

that aren't blocked or welded up.

We were all safe where we met up.

There was no food left

and we were losing power.

And we would have died, too,

if we stayed where we were.

The one thing

that we have to remember...

...is that we can control

our own behaviour.

Anything else,

deal with it as it happens.

- Morgan.

- No, Dorothy.

I'm telling you the truth.

I'm telling you all truth.

We could take a chance.

We can break a window or something

to the outside.

- Well, at least we'll see them coming.

- Yeah.

Okay, let me ask you.

What do you think?

Two hours ago, you didn't even

wanna leave the old side. I mean...

Just have to get to the security doors.

It's as simple as that.

Why don't we ask him?

What's your take, Ricky?

Whatever.

Are you bleeding?

Well, it's just a little cut.

I must've fallen on something

when I got knocked out.

It's just a little scratch.

Relax. It's not like I'm infected

or anything.

But you're bleeding.

Any amount of blood

can attract them.

You know that, no matter

how messed up you are right now.

Idiot.

That's what they call their genius.

There's the examining room.

There may be some medicines

in there.

Okay, go.

Okay, I'm gonna take him inside.

You guys be careful.

If you hear anything, then...

There's a lot of levels, yeah?

Let's go.

Don't sit so close to me, Charlie.

I'm just thinking right now.

About what?

Same thing I always think about.

What the hell are we gonna do?

What if we are the only ones left?

You know what that means?

What?

It means we are the monsters now.

This world isn't ours anymore.

She's good to go.

I found penicillin to help

with that.

All right.

What is it?

Help me.

- No, no.

- Back up.

Slowly.

Back up.

I'm ready, sir.

Thank you.

What's our status?

We got a report that there may, in fact,

be uninfected survivors.

What kind of report?

What do you mean?

Colonel, we have and have had

teams in the areas.

- But not our teams.

- No, they're not.

They're civilian groups

acting on their own.

They call themselves hunters.

We've been providing them

with support and coordination.

The latest intel we've got

is from a group of hunters in Sector 7.

They're telling us they can have

that area cleared by sunrise.

Sector 7 by dawn?

That's one of the worst areas.

With all due respect, Mr. Cross...

...we do things a little differently than

you guys at the State Department.

Look.

The infected retreat indoors

when the sun comes out.

- Correct?

- Yeah.

- You know where this is heading.

- You wanna sterilize the area.

Normally, I'd agree with you.

But right now we've lost contact

with our group on the ground.

So we can't verify

that they'll be out of here on time.

- Where are our aircraft?

- The Tangos are on the deck, sir.

- Why aren't they in the air?

- We're waiting for final approval.

- We're gonna sterilize the area.

- Lieutenant...

If any of your hunters

are on the ground...

...if you hear from them,

tell them to get out of there.

That's a hell of an idea.

I wish I'd have thought of that.

Mr. Cross, I'm in charge here.

And the last I heard,

I don't plan to retire anytime soon.

Unless the State Department is

willing take over a military operation...

...I suggest you do exactly what I say

when I say it.

Make sure those planes

are ready to take off.

Yes, sir.

What is that?

I'll check it out.

Careful, Ricky.

That would've been funny

if it wasn't so goddamn scary.

- Open it.

- It won't open.

What about the others?

They've gone the other way,

darling.

Open the door.

Come on. Come on, hurry up.

Jam it.

- Where is everybody else?

- Who knows?

We're just lucky to be alive.

Where are we?

We can't go back that way.

Dorothy said that all these hallways

lead to the same place.

If they made it out, we'll find them.

- They're everywhere.

- Come on, Ricky.

Morgan's a tough guy.

I'm sure they made it, okay?

We have to keep going.

Come on.

We gotta get to the security door.

Everybody okay?

- Okay.

- All right.

Here.

I have to wash my hands.

- You've gotta be kidding.

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