Day Of The Dead Page #4

I don't understand.

They're not saying

anything about this.

Word hasn't gotten out yet.

... the Army, the National Guard,

anyone with weapons...

Oh, my God.

Is anyone still alive?

What the hell are you doing?

Out of town

is the other way.

That's my brother.

Your brother's a DJ?

Just send someone.

We're being attacked.

We need help.

We need help now.

Damn it, where the f***

is the cavalry?

What are you doing?

Oh, my God. Mom!

Trevor!

I have to let her in!

Trevor, wait!

Oh, sh*t!

That's what I'm talking about!

Run their ass over!

Now you're driving.

Wait! Wait!

She could be infected!

No!

Why'd you lie

about the nosebleed?

Don't worry. It'll be fine.

I promise.

Mom!

Trevor!

Aah!

Oh, God.

Trevor.

Trevor, it wasn't her.

Not anymore.

Nina, is there

anybody else up there?

Yes.

Bring them down.

We're getting out of here.

We are?

Go!

Okay. Okay. Okay.

Mr. and Mrs. Leitner,

we've been rescued. Come on.

It's time to go.

Mr. and Mrs. Leitner?

No!

Raah!

Aah!

Trevor, I'm sorry.

Yo, survivors.

Hello!

Come on.

It's soldiers. Come on!

Aah!

Nina! Hey!

Quick, get over here.

Come on, man.

They're coming, man.

Hurry up. They're coming!

Aah! Oh, no! Oh, no!

We need to leave.

Let's go!

This sh*t is ridiculous.

I mean, why Thriller over here

ain't trying to eat us?

He's a vegetarian.

That's the best explanation

you can come up with?

You got a better one?

All I'm saying, as long

as he don't try to mistake me

for a soybean burger,

we gonna be all right.

They seem to retain

some part of themselves

before they were infected.

Must've retained his hormones

because he definitely

remembers who you are.

Guess that also means

he remembers who was boss,

huh, b*tch?

Bad soldier.

Ten hut!

That's some crazy-ass sh*t.

Williams,

Captain Rhodes is down.

Do you have any idea

where--

Check if the SATCOM's working.

Come on. Let's go!

Let's get out of here!

Whoo!

Them fools were shooting at me!

What we taking,

a back road out of here?

There is no back road.

Sarah, go up

Hidden Lake Road.

We could get to Boulder

on the fire road.

Yeah, you're right.

Good thinking.

Okay, hold on.

Hey.

You okay?

Remember I said

we're gonna make it?

We are.

Never going back, are we?

I don't know, Trevor.

You know, why did you

leave in the first place

instead of opening

the bike shop?

You think I was gonna

wait around for you

to get your sh*t together?

Who built the first bike?

That broke

and almost killed me

when we were, like,

Could y'all save that sh*t

for Oprah, please?

What the f*** was that?

Kyle.

Come on, get out!

What's happening, player?

At ease, soldier.

All right.

Kyle.

Is there any reason

why we're keeping this b*tch around?

Everyone grab as much

firepower as you can.

Look at that sh*t.

He likes you.

Got a little zombie crush.

We need to find cover,

some place we an defend.

The old Nike site's

about a mile from here.

Yeah, you're right,

we can hole up there,

wait for daylight.

Good call.

All right, we're gonna

keep Bud with us.

Why?

He might be useful

against them.

And he follows orders.

I like that.

But if he tries anything...

Head shot.

Yeah, come on,

Mr. Follows Orders.

About face!

Oh, my--

Forward march!

What was that?

I don't know,

but be ready for anything.

Let's move out!

Come on, let's go.

Have a seat.

What the hell

you looking at?

I know you're not

looking at her ass.

I think ol' Gomer

over here wants--

Grrr!

Salazar,

leave him alone!

Trevor.

Good idea.

I'll lead with this.

Don't count on me.

Look, you wanna drop

the passive aggressive bullshit

for once, please?

Over some bicycles?

What's with you two?

It's complicated.

He's a kid.

Yeah, but we all have

to grow up sometime.

Now would be nice.

Bud! Bud! Stop it!

Bud! Bud, stop it!

Aah!

Let's go!

Hey! Follow me!

This way!

Let's go!

Whoa.

Hey, guys.

Come on!

Cover him!

Nice shot.

Thanks.

Hey, come on.

What the hell?

A Puffy video.

Of course.

Yo, we got company.

Trevor, you loaded?

Full up.

All right, stay here with Nina, okay?

We'll be back.

Wait, please don't shoot!

Don't shoot!

The f*** are you doing here?

I-- I was trying to get away.

Those things were after me.

I found this compound.

I just came here for shelter.

So you took off

to save your own ass?

No.

And destroy some kind

of evidence, huh?

Says something

about Project Wildfire.

Your name's on every one of them.

What is

Project Wildfire?

I don't know how my name--

Listen to me!

My mom's dead.

My hometown's turned into

a f***ing slaughterhouse.

You either tell me

what you know,

or so help me, I will

shoot you dead right here.

Look, if you'll just

give me a second to explain--

Don't lie to her.

If you'll let me finish--

Go ahead.

There were a few select scientists

studying certain biochemical agents.

Including you?

Were you studying them

or creating them?

Look, I was in Washington

to give a report.

I couldn't reach anyone here.

Then I heard about the quarantine.

Look, we don't know our

research has anything to do

with this outbreak.

Yes, we do.

Ahem.

The virus--

It was three days ago.

...has mutated, and somehow

we have all become

infected or eaten,

and I'm the last.

I think I've killed them all:

Tom, Grace, and everyone.

I, uh...

have sealed myself

inside this bunker.

I've destroyed the samples

and archived my notes.

And I don 't know why the infection

is moving so slowly,

but I can feel it.

I can feel the malevolence.

I'll die here like the pharaohs

with my legacy,

a beautiful weapon...

beautiful weapon.

What was this virus

supposed to do?

It was designed

to paralyze enemy troops

by shutting down

their neural system

for six to seven hours.

We didn't think

it would mutate.

Come on,

this would have allowed us

to capture people

without killing them.

It was intended to save lives.

Yeah,

hell of a job, Doc.

He got out.

Yeah, the door was open

when Nina and I got here.

Why aren't we all sick?

Some people have

a natural immunity

to specific viruses.

Lucky us.

But from what l

understand,

once bitten,

there's no protection.

Whatever, man.

Where's the back door?

There isn't one.

Oh, sh*t.

Stay here.

You back?

I'm not going to

die down here,

but you,

you knew about this.

No, I didn't know.

I swear.

Nina, Nina, no.

He's not worth it.

He's smarter than the others.

Don't believe this sh*t.

I'm not going back

into that airshaft.

Raah!

Shut up, b*tch.

Hey, did you guys get him?

He's in the ventilation system.

Yeah, I got his little girlfriend, though.

That's Dr. Engel.

He was the best man

on the team.

If they do retain

something of what they were,

we are so screwed.

We have to find a way out.

That's the only way out.

That's why

we chose this place.

Man, I thought scientists

were supposed to be smart.

Here, follow me.

Dumb a**hole.

This place

is a Nike site, right?

Yeah.

Well, they weren't making

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