Dead Leaves Page #3

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Papa!

She wants to follow

the children's book.

"The huge caterpillar grew

into an even larger butterfly."

Well, it's not great,

but this will do for my body.

It fits you.

- I can't do anything with this.

- "CLINK! CLANK! CLUNK!"

What in the hell...?

That thing is bigger now!

Well, as usual, it's not

that I feel no responsibility.

Hurry up and let's

get the hell out of here!

Mother!

Mama!

I think the only way to do it is to jump

it in its mouth and set off an explosion.

Isn't that a good way

for all of us to die too?

Mama...

Papa...

"BOOM!"

"BOOM! BLAM! BAM!"

"BANG!"

- Are you okay, Pandy?

- It's no good. I'm too weak.

Hey! Hey!

There's no atmosphere around us!

Wait!

I don't really understand any of this,

but son, we can't let you go alone.

Papa...

It's really sad.

We just had a baby and all.

He went from conception to birth

to old age to death in one day.

I don't really feel anything.

Look. Now the Moon

is even more worm-eaten.

I wonder what we really are.

I know what happened years ago,

but I still can't remember it myself.

Were we really spies

or just bad guys

or clones or what?

Does it really matter?

It doesn't really matter, does it?

We're away from the surface of the Moon.

Hull integrity has been compromised!

We've entered Earth's atmosphere!

Wah! Crap! Crap!

Where is the firefighting equipment?

Emergency procedures initiated.

Emergency procedures initiated.

Automatic cold-sleep system engaged.

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