The Burning Dead Page #3

the Roberts family,

or Dr. Stevens?

Nothin' yet.

How's everything going

down there?

People are just

crowding into town,

hoping this thing ends so they

can get back to their houses.

Let's hope they still

have houses.

Sheriff out.

You in the road, stop.

Hello?

You people can't be here!

This area's being evacuated!

Hello!

Tisdale, come in.

Tisdale, you got

any other reports

of any hikers or campers

up here on this mountain?

There's nothing in the logs.

What's up?

I dunno, I guess

I'm just seein' stuff.

The director of FEMA's

riding my ass.

I'm not getting off this mountain

'til I'm sure everyone's safe.

You handle things down there.

Are you getting anything?

The blast must have knocked out

the cell towers.

We've gotta warn the town.

I think they already know.

No, that was just

the initial blast.

There'll be more tremors,

and according

to the readings today,

the next eruption

will be much stronger.

Stronger than anything

I've ever seen.

It's a Palean eruption.

A Palean eruption!

What?

A super eruption!

The gasses are trapped,

building up an extraordinary

amount of pressure.

The next blast

will be catastrophic.

I think they're-I think

they're evacuating already.

Not where they need to be.

They're going only about

ten miles out.

The safe zone for this blast

will be at least 20.

- Come on, come on.

- Okay.

- Come on. Come here.

- Okay.

I'm sorry I brought you

out here.

I never imagined anything

like this was going to happen.

It's okay.

It's good you brought me, though.

Yeah?

Why's that?

'Cause I have superpowers.

- Oh really?

- Yeah.

What kind of superpowers

do you have?

It's a secret.

Can I at least watch you change

outfits in a phone booth some time?

Sure.

I can make that happen.

Okay, well, what about now?

Like, can you burn my name

into a rock with your eyes?

That's your superpower?

A bad somersault?

No, my superpower

is making you laugh.

Come on, you two.

Keep up.

Where are you going?

Problem?

I swear I saw something.

You two go ahead!

Dad, come on!

- Go on, I'm slowing you down!

- Dad, move.

I'm not leaving you.

Climb that tree!

Dad!

All right, come on.

We gotta get to the cabin.

- Where are they?

- Maybe they went another way.

- I'm going back.

- Whoa, no!

To do what?

Look for a gun!

Got it.

Are you kidding me?

Wha...

Yes?

Keep the door shut.

Wait, no, you keep it shut.

I'm going.

No, if your mom comes back here

and you're not here, she'll freak!

- Then she'll freak.

- No! It is not safe.

I know, and my mom's out there!

What the hell were those things?

God only knows.

You ever seen anything

like that before?

In all my years

up on the mountain,

I've never been acquainted

with anything...

...remotely resembling

those things.

Makes me wonder.

Wonder?

What do you mean?

Well that volcano,

it swallowed...

...a lot of people

back in the 1800's.

- Some say...

- Some say what?

Never mind.

Let's just get to the...

...get to the kids

and get to the cabin.

Tell me they made it,

right, Dad?

They made it.

They're fine.

It's not even that far off.

Trust me.

They're there, and they're fine.

For now.

We gotta get the hell outta here.

Lava's comin'

down the mountain fast.

- Just relax.

- I'll relax when we find the kids.

It burns!

God, it burns!

Oh, my God!

Oh, my God.

Dad!

Oh, my God!

Mom! Grandpa!

This way!

So what happens when

the second eruption hits?

From my calculations...

God, what?

Only a miracle could save us?

I don't know about miracles

or God...

But hey, hey, hey, hey.

If it's your thing,

it's your thing.

So, uh, um,

do you like working

at the institute?

You know, I think-I think I

could get you hired on full time.

You know, benefits, 401k,

free cake on your birthday...

- Free cake?

- Free cake.

I'm sold.

What are those?

Hey! Hey!

Let's pick up the pace.

That way.

Go away from me! Run!

No!

Run!

No!

- Those things...

- Things?!

Hello! People!

What we have here are zombies!

Walking freakin' dead!

So here's a tip:

Don't get bit,

or you become a zombie.

- But they were oozing orange goo.

- Yeah.

I've been to horror conventions.

I've seen a pig get mutilated by

Scottie McDaniels in freshman Bio.

I've seen a Klingon

and a Stormtrooper get married

to each other!

But that...

That was some creepy ass sh*t!

Okay, I think...

I think we should just

stay here for a bit and just...

wait until those...

things clear the area.

Clear the area?!

They're zombies!

They could just...

wander!

Well, what about the volcano?

I...

Okay, the ash cloud

is moving that way,

towards the other side

of the mountain.

What if the wind decides

to change direction?

Then we suffocate in a giant

black cloud of death.

Okay, can we just try and keep

it positive for a minute?

Positive?

What's positive about being

chewed on by lava zombies?

Dad, whose cabin is this?

This is Arnie Tramer's place.

Skittish as a squirrel.

He took off from the mountain as

soon as he heard the warning.

What... What are you doing?

Trying to tap into his wi-fi.

And this way, I can send a

sheriff a message where we're at.

You, young lady.

You shouldn't even be here.

You should be at school,

but not here!

And leave grandpa alone to die?

He would've stayed behind

if it weren't for me.

Lord knows you can't

convince him.

- Not with your sassy atti...

- Don't...

- Don't sass me!

- Fine!

All right.

Should've known.

The connection's out.

Your wi-fi's not gonna

receive a feed.

Where does it go?

It's outside.

The blast must've

knocked this out.

Can we fix it?

Yes.

What the...?

- No, no, no, no!

- The hell's going on?

- Get in the car!

- Hey! Hey!

Watch out!

Get in the car!

Come on! Go!

Go! Go!

- What the hell was that?!

- I don't know!

Where's Dr. Stevens?

They ate him.

What?

Hey.

Now we're just...

waiting.

You could get off

that thing now.

Aw, shush.

Or maybe you can't.

Maybe you can't stop

surfing the web.

Maybe you're an internet addict.

Well, why don't you stage

an intervention?

Don't start.

No, that's a great idea.

You know, you can gather up all

the family and all my friends,

tell them that I have

an internet addiction.

While some soulless things

are trying to eat us alive.

And then,

after everyone leaves...

...and I'm totally embarrassed,

I move away.

Forever, disowning everyone.

Dying alone.

That worked so well

with Meredith.

Why, hell,

let's just try it again.

I'll drink to that.

She was my mom.

I was trying to help.

- Yeah, some help.

- Hey!

Grandma had a drinking problem,

and mom was trying to help.

Fine!

And I'm trying to help now.

I'm gonna tweet my followers,

send a word where we're at.

Really?

How many followers do you have?

Two.

Here, um,

let me help you with that.

I've never much liked croquet.

Why don't you make something

with this?

I suck at whittling.

Have Grandpa do it.

You're the artist.

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