Zombies from Outer Space Page #3
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- 2012
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I don't know anything. I...
...I can't really remember.
the woods by myself.
Alone?
...and there was something... but I...
I couldn't see anything.
What was it?
What happened then?
I don't know.
I ran away.
I was scared. But...
...somehow...
all of it felt kinda...
...familiar.
Familiar?
What do you mean by that?
I don't know.
What did you find out?
Nothing. Everything is fine.
Out with it. What's in the files?
The 3 women we found all had a child
shortly before they were murdered.
Which means what?
I don't know as of now, but that's the
only connection we have so far.
In the end,
Maria was spared only...
"because she doesn't
have a kid.
That's complete nonsense.
Gentlemen, that's no nonsense.
Dr. Holzlein is completely right.
Even if only a small
part of that is true,
what do you suggest
we do about it?
Whoever abducted the women,
will do it again and again.
Until now,
we are the only people who know about
this and I'd like it to stay that way.
With Maria, on the other hand, we'd
have someone that we could use as bait.
Bait? What?
Well, if she get's pregnant.
That's totally insane.
We'll see.
I'll bring you home now, Maria.
You can't... I have to finish
my rounds... and then...
...I gotta go and help
bring in the hay.
You won't do this
by yourself, right?
Maria, that's just
too dangerous.
But it's still light out.
You'll go home before
it gets dark, okay?
This is very alarming.
Exactly my words.
Should we inform the public?
No!
We gotta keep this a secret...
...for now.
Yes, sir!
That would be it for now,
Captain Welles.
Yes, sir!
But if you allow it, I'd like to
inspect the crop circles again?
If you think that's necessary.
But you won't find anything.
Hey Jimmy,
let's party tonight.
Let's go all out tonight, okay?
I feel like we won't have time to
do that anytime soon again.
Why?
After what happened in
the last couple of days.
They will plaster us with work.
They will triple our guard shifts.
Damn, I think you are right!
Come on. Let's get a drink!
Do they have to celebrate tonight?
Especially now, when we are going
through such a rough time.
Dad, let's go home.
Mom is already complaining.
Well, that's how it is. Go ahead.
I'll be right there.
Who do you think you are you...
Hey... aahh...
I thin k that was my fault.
I touched you by a mistake.
It wasn't on purpose.
50 I guess I just
got the wrong one.
Can we get you a beer?
I won't say no to that.
Jimmy, your beer is on me too!
That's the least!
and take a leak.
I think I'll come with.
Did you lay hands on my girl?
Me? I don't know what you are
talking about. I didn't do anything.
Hey. That was me.
But your girlfriend already thanked
me with a slap in the face.
We're good now.
Nothing's good.
I'll show you what's good.
Let's go. Come on.
There is a fight upstairs.
Look. Let's get him.
Let's go to base immediately.
See. I told 'ya Jimmy.
This is strange.
The organs, if they even exist,
are in completely different areas
than they are in the human body.
And still their mechanism
seems to working like ours.
They have some kind of blood
and a lung-like organ.
But what do they breath with it?
Oxygen?
What do you expect to
find here, sir?
I don't know.
I'm looking for answers.
Come on. Let's take a closer
look at the field again.
Oh! Lysozymes?
Usually Lysozymes
support the immune defense.
But it seems like in this body
they trigger some sort of reaction.
Hold on...
this pattern...
that almost looks like...
Maria!
Where they hell did
that come from?
Wait! Don't shoot!
What should we do now sir?
Just wait!
If they shoot first,
we'll have a problem.
What on earth was that?
Good God!
There is some sort of strange
liquid on the ground here.
Yeah. It's everywhere. God.
It's disgusting.
It smells weird too. Kinda sour.
You're right.
OK. Jimmy send a radiogram to base.
And then let's get out of here.
Hello, this is Private Anderson.
We are near the crop circles and
I think we just saw an UFO.
Did you find something,
Private Ochmoniek?
I think there is an animal in here.
Be careful, Private!
Ochmoniek!
Stay strong, Ochmoniek!
Don't die on me!
I'll get help.
What happened?
One of these monsters
came to life!
What?
Where is Ochmoniek?
He is dead.
There is another one!
Stay where you are!
I don't think this monster
will listen to you.
But there is a language
everyone understands.
It's not dying.
Why is this monster not dying?
Let's get out of here.
There're more of them.
Safe your ammo. There is more of them.
We won't be able to pass them.
Let's head into the other direction.
Maria! May God be with us.
They have risen. Come on. Come on.
Are you hurt?
Maria! Are you hurt?
No.
It almost got me.
It's okay. You're safe now.
I'll protect you.
No, no... no, no, no...
please, please...
What?
We... gotta get out.
No! Don't go out there!
Maria, the monster is far away.
If we hurry, it won't get to us.
Can you run?
Okay then! Hurry!
Hurry!
Come on, come on,
come on, come on!
There is more of them.
Sh*t!
We can't get away from here.
Obermeier.
What?
Obermeier's old house.
Yeah. You are right.
We can do it. Come on!
Come on! Come on!
Wait!
Ouch... holy sh!
Once a week I'll bring old
Obermeier some food.
And what should we do now?
To be honest...
I don't know.
That's Captain Welles
with someone else.
You stay here and if something happens,
you lock yourself in and stay quiet.
Captain Welles! We're here!
Anderson, come on!
I need a break.
Watch out!
We gotta get away from here!
Is Mr. Anderson hurt?
We have to bandage the wound.
We do, but I'm sure I'm
better at it than you are.
Get a gun and make sure
nothing comes in here.
Maria, you have to help me.
Please get me some alcohol and water.
Does it hurt badly?
No, but everything is so blurry.
Is that normal?
Yes, it's just your circulation.
Rest a bit and you'll be fine.
Thanks.
What kind of creatures are that?
They are living dead.
Living dead from outer space.
And what can we do about them?
Nothing, it seems like.
Our Mr. Scientist can't seem
to find a useable solution.
You shooting around didn't
get us very far either!
But where... where are these
monsters coming from?
The crop circles are their graves.
Basically huge cemeteries
underneath the ground.
They could have been there forever.
Maybe even before we humans existed.
And why are these dead aliens
rising from their graves?
How would I know?
Windows and doors are secured.
We are safe for now.
There are more and more
coming towards us.
I wonder how all the
people out there are.
I'm sure they are all safe.
The end is near!
We can't leave the
humans to their destiny.
Let me!
What should I do?
Arrrgh... damn it!
What the hell!
Stop!
Move! Move!
I don't give a rats ass. Is that...
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