Pulse 2: Afterlife Page #2

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How could this happen?

How could you do this to me?

I hate you.

October 7.

I can't bear the thought...

of leaving Justine with you

and that woman.

I would rather see my baby dead.

October 8.

Decision made.

FirstJustine...

then me.

Good-bye, my love.

I'll be with you soon.

Justine?

Justine! Justine!

Justine?

Justine?

Justine! Justine, thank God!

You all right, sweetheart?

You okay?

Huh? You okay?

Christ, I've been worried

sick about you.

I called all the neighbors. I called 911.

I called your mom.

I called Aunt Carmen and Uncle Pete.

Oh!

Sweetie...

where's Mommy?

Huh? Do you know where she is?

Did- Did she- Did she get sick?

Huh?

Oh, come here. It's okay, squirt.

Daddy's here. There's my big girl.

We're together.

Nothing's gonna change that.

You understand? Nothing.

Come on.

That's my daughter.

That's my girl.

All right. Sit back.

Stephen. Stephen!

Justine.

Justine.

Hey, squirt.

You want to buckle up for me?

Here.

I'll give you a hand.

That-a-girl.

That-a-girl.

Oh, no.

Don't look, okay?

Just don't look.

Hold on. I'm gonna

try and get past him.

Is that Justine?

You had us all

praying for a miracle.

And praise the Lord,

it finally paid off.

So what's going on?

You turning people away now?

Residents and family only.

That's the rule.

Otherwise it's gonna be chaos,

just like down in the city.

There's gotta be something we can do.

I'm sorry. I know how it sounds,

but that's the way it's gotta be.

Now, uh-

I'm gonna have to ask you both

to step out of the car.

- What?

- Uh, it- it's just a precaution.

Uh, uh, anybody who leaves, don't matter

for how long, we just gotta be sure.

- What's this about, Hutch?

- It's just a precaution.

Come on.

You gotta be kidding me.

Come on.

All right. If y'all would just step out

the front of the truck here.

Take your jackets off.

All we need to see is

your arms and your legs.

And, Steve, if you'd just go over there.

All right, sweetheart.

It's only Hutch, okay?

It's all right.

Come on.

Let me see your arm.

Come on.

All right. Now show me

the other arm.

- Now your arm.

- Now check the leg.

And the other one.

There. What's that?

- I see it. On her shoulder.

- What is that?

- It's dirt. It's just dirt.

- What is it, Steve?

- Steve, step back.

- Christ, Hutch.

- Just step aside!

- Hutch, it's just dirt!

- Goddamn it, Steve! Step aside!

- See? You see?

- It's just dirt!

- Okay.

- It's just dirt, goddamn it!

- Just calm down, Steve. All right.

- Okay.

- You're good to go.

It's good, Steve.

It's good.

Do you think you'd

like to talk about Mommy?

I don't know.

Can you tell me what happened?

Take your time.

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