The Quiet Hour Page #3

-He's all I have left!

Tom!

Tom!

Tom!!

-Tom!

-What?

They burned the straw.

-They're still here.

Go! Go.

-What are you doing?

-There is no asbestos.

We'll be fine.

-Tom!

-Sarah! Hey!

Tom's alive.

Ok?

Wait. I heard laughing.

-They're in the cellar.

-You alright?

-We need to get him out.

-I'll take him by surprise.

What are you doing?

-He'll sniff them out.

-Tom?

Tom.

Tom, Tom

It's me.

-Come on.

-Stay here, Ok?

-She's not here.

I guess they've gone.

-Tom?

-Get up!

Come over here, boy.

-Why did you shoot him?

There was no need.

-He killed my brother.

-You killed his wife.

-No...

They were already dead.

His wife ran to a

death with their child.

She just couldn't take it anymore.

We found him scavenging

for tomatoes in the garden.

Took them back to her bunker.

I guess we didn't agree on

what we had to do to survive.

You were wrong.

And because you wouldn't

listen, you got my husband killed.

-He tried to rape me.

-I don't believe you.

It's time for this to end.

-You're going to be Ok.

-I just needed you to trust me.

-We need to go.

Come back when it's safe.

-I didn't mean what I said about Jude.

-I know.

-What now?

-Are you sure this is what you want?

-Stop!

Maybe we should wait.

-What happened?

-They're gone.

-They left the same way they came.

Without warning.

Dad used to say as long as

there's hope in our hearts,

we'd survive.

He was right.

The end.

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