Automaton Transfusion Page #2

It will soon.

And I can't sit here and let everyone

I know become food for these bastards.

I knew this was a bad idea.

What the f***?

Get the hell out of here. You dick.

Look. A**hole. She said get the f***...

Oh. My God.

What the?

- Let's go.

- Unlock the door. Unlock the door!

Unlock the door. Unlock the door.

The door! The door!

Chris. Let's go!

Let's go. Chris! Chris!

Let's go. Chris.

Get in the car!

Chris. Let's go!

Chris! Chris! Chris!

Go. Go. Go. Go. Go.

Get in. Get in. Get in. Chris!

Let's go. Go. Go!

We have to get back to Downey.

This is suicide. You know.

I know.

Chris. Let's just keep goin'.

I can't.

I have to.

No! No!

Sh*t.

Argh!

Hey. Jackie!

Go. Go. Go.

Chris! Get over here!

Hold the door. Hold the door. Hold the door.

Come on. Come on. Come on. Come on.

Let's go. Let's go! Get out!

Let's go. Go. Go. Go!

This is f***ing bullshit!

Ah. Sh*t! God!

Do you want to get out

or stay in this f***ing garage?

Scott's right.

This place is a death trap.

They can smell we're here.

How far is the school?

Are you serious?

School is definitely

crawling with those bastards!

The school has a chance

of having survivors.

Now. How far is the school?

It's less than a mile.

How the hell do we get past them all?

There's hundreds out there!

I have an idea.

Lance would be so proud.

This is insane.

So you're gonna stand here and watch

them break in through the door anyway?

We have to make it to the school.

- We can head out there and wait for help.

- If help even exists.

Jackie. Jackie!

Jackie. Get to the school!

Back up. Go!

Come on. Get in the car! Come on.

Come on. Come on. Come on.

- Are you OK?

- No.

What the f*** was that?

No!

No! Oh!

Tim!

Tim...

Oh. My God. What?

No. Oh!

Come on. Come on. Come on.

Go. Go. Go. Go. Go. Go.

How much farther is the school?

It's just past those trees.

They're gonna catch us.

No. They're not. They're not.

What... What if it's the same there

as everywhere else?

People know to go there in emergencies.

Maybe they're still alive.

Yeah. But what if they're not?

If we wait...

someone will come looking for us.

Jackie!

Hey. Jackie!

Jackie. Come here. Come here.

Let it go. Let it go. Let it go.

Damn.

That's hard-core.

Tim. Tim!

It's OK.

Look. I'm not one of them.

What's going on?

What's happening to everyone?

Look. We shouldn't be here.

Why? Why?

They can smell us.

What are you doing?!

Shh! Shh! Shh! Shh!

I'm not leaving you.

But we cannot stay here.

Let's go.

Listen to me.

Listen to me.

If we stay here. I cannot help you.

But I know someplace that we can go.

Listen to me.

I know what these things are.

I can help you. Understand?

Please... just... leave!

I got ya.

Jesus. look at this.

Oh. My God.

Shh. Shh. Shh.

Don't they ever quit?

They will when we're dead.

Argh!

Upstairs. Let's go.

Come on. Come on.

Get up the stairs.

Get up the stairs!

No. No!

Come on. Come on.

Dinner's over.

Oh. Sh*t!

No! No!

Ahh! You son of a b*tch!

Scott. Scott.

Hold on. Hold on.

- Sh*t. Give me your hand.

- Get me up! Get me up!

Come on!

Look out!

Where's Tim?

Huh? Where's Tim?!

Where's f***ing Tim?!

Where's Tim?

Where's f***ing Tim?

Where's f***ing Tim?

Get the f*** off me!

- She saved your life. You f***ing a**hole.

- What about Tim. Huh?

What about Tim?

You were right.

We can't stay here.

- No!

- We can't stay here.

Don't you get it? No!

- We're gonna get out.

- We're not.

- We're gonna get out. I promise.

- I wasn't right.

Tim was right the whole time!

We're f***ed!

No one is coming for us.

Everyone is f***ing dead!

- We're all gonna be all right.

- No. We're not!

I'm tired of running.

Where... Where are you going?

- Don't do this.

- I have to.

Scott...

Don't...

It's time to go. It's time to go.

All right. You fucks.

Come and get it!

We have to go.

There's no one left. Chris.

Everybody's dead.

Someone's alive

and we're gonna find 'em.

Are you serious?

- I'm not going anywhere.

- We have to.

- Please don't make me go anywhere.

- We have to!

- Get up. Get up. Get up!

- What was that? Oh!

Simone!

Aaargh!

Let's go. Come on.

- Wait. Aren't you Lee. The janitor?

- Sit down. Kid.

How long you been down here?

Since it started.

Since what started?

The war.

We're not in any war.

No. Not the commercialized bullshit war

you're thinking of. Hmph.

This is different

and we're definitely in the sh*t.

What the hell are you talking about?

Those things out there

aren't any f***ing accident.

This town and Grover City

aren't on any maps.

Out here. We're all just guinea pigs.

Guinea pigs? Wars?

You're not making any sense.

And how the f*** are you such an expert?

But you've been our janitor since...

since I started at this school.

I was stationed here like a hundred

others. Including your father.

My dad?

He's a mortician.

Yeah. And I'm just a janitor.

So you're saying that the government

put you here to prepare for some war?

In the early 1970s.

When everyone was concerned

about what we were doing in Vietnam.

The government and the army

started doing tests to reanimate corpses.

You mean zombies.

In the movies.

Zombies can't think. They can't run.

They can only feed.

In real life. The army made them lethal

- able to think. Able to run.

The only thing left that remained

was their lust for human flesh.

After a few years.

The experiments were shut down.

Everything was deemed classified.

Until recently.

Over the last ten years. The army says

they made leaps and bounds with technology.

So the government

reopened the experiments

and Grover City became their main facility.

What about my dad?

What does he have to do with all this?

Your dad led the experiments

here in Downey.

You said it was an accident but...

why would the army just let 'em all loose?

They had to see if they were controllable.

They found out quickly that they weren't.

Why are you telling us this?

Aren't you as responsible?

Yes.

And I will pay for my sins.

So what now?

How do we stop 'em?

You can't stop them.

But you can stop it from happening to you.

How?

Well. His dad invented a serum that

rejects the virus should you ever be bitten.

- Where is it?

- The morgue.

The radio signals have been jumbled.

That's all I could make of 'em.

Everybody stay still.

Jon. This is Chris Swartz.

Chris.

Your father is a good man.

Was. He was a good man.

I'm sorry.

Jon here worked with your father

for two years on this experiment.

Did you not think

that what you were doing was wrong?

We were looking at it

in terms of saving lives.

And how is reanimating dead corpses

that feed on human beings saving lives?

Who the hell are you to question me? I'm

sorry. Chris. Your father was my friend.

But think about never having to send

our own boys into battle ever again.

We could use the dead to fight for us.

Never having to tell another American

mother their son was killed in battle.

- We never thought it would get this far.

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