Infestation Page #2

What if they ain't?

If we woke up

as many people as possible,

we could be too much

for them to control.

They controlled us

or we wouldn't be in this situation.

- He's right. He is.

- How close is your truck?

- Out front.

- Hey, dude. Feel better?

Puking's normal.

You got some on your shirt.

- I understand.

- Did you reach anyone on the radio?

- Let's just all sit tight, everybody.

- Jackass, we're not gonna sit tight.

- Stand down, sir.

- Oh, stand down?

Are you gonna f***in' shoot me,

tough guy?

- I'm not gonna tell you again, sir!

- I'm not standing down!

Guys! Can we not go all...

Shh!

... Thunderdome on everybody, yeah?

Look, can you just tell us

if anybody answered the...

No. Nobody is out there.

- I'm leaving.

- Me, too.

- To where?

- To the North End.

Good idea.

My brother and his wife live there.

Fine. Let's move.

It's so quiet.

Hey.

Sorry.

I hope you know what you're doing.

- Come on.

- OK.

We live just north of here.

You think it's a bad idea, too?

It's your funeral, lady.

Come to Papa.

- Now, that's what I'm talking about.

- Maybe they had a point.

- Goddamn it!

- It's a big truck.

Wait for me!

Jesus!

Hey!

No!

Hey.

Come on!

No, son!

You OK? Come on. Oh, sh*t!

Come on!

Come on, come on. Hurry!

Slow down.

- Hey, did that thing sting you?

- Bastard snuck up on me.

- Stung you? Let me see.

- It's nothing.

Well, then, show me.

Ugh.

Oh.

- It just missed your spine.

- How do you know what you're doing?

I'm a doctor.

- How do you feel?

- Pissed off!

- Shh! Shh!

- I'm fine.

- What do we do now?

- Perhaps we need some perspective.

- Come on.

- OK.

- Come on.

- Let's go.

- Cindy.

- OK.

It's a fire.

The smoke would be black.

- It's the sunset, then.

- No, that's east. The sun sets over...

- Jesus.

- Oh, God. What is that?

- It's a swarm of them.

- It's headed away from us.

Maybe they think

that they've dealt with this quadrant.

Do we stay here? Do we go somewhere?

What are we doing?

- The government'll do something.

- You wanna wait around for FEMA?

There's an air-force base

in Gibsonton.

Holy sh*t. My dad's in Berwick.

That's halfway to Gibsonton.

He's got a bomb shelter. OK, it's got,

like, food, water, medical supplies.

- A shortwave radio even.

- Is he some paranoid nutjob?

Pretty much, yeah.

He's retired military, so...

But, anyway, if we walk tomorrow,

we can get there by tomorrow night,

you know, by dark.

Berwick is northeast from here. It's...

That way. Or that way.

- Anyway, it's away from that swarm.

- We got an hour of daylight left.

I say we find a room where we can all...

These things won't quit.

- There's one advantage we have.

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