The Last Light Page #2

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Here I am.

You OK?

I'm fine.

Thanks.

I'm sorry about that earlier.

It's been a while since

they were last here.

I was starting to get my hopes

up that this might all be over.

I think something's

wrong with Meryl.

That wasn't like her... At all.

Yeah, I'll keep an eye

on her, though you know,

she's probably just

tired or something.

OK. Good night.

Night.

Do you remember the night, Jack?

Jack...

Come find us, Jack.

Jack...

What're doin' poking

around in this room, Jack?

This is where they get in.

They get inside.

That's why it's off limits.

Strictly forbidden.

Your rules, Jack.

What would the others say?

What would they say

if they knew you,

you were putting them

in such grave danger?

What would they say?

Those bastards.

You can hear 'em on the

other side of the door.

They're smart.

When they come, they come in waves

and they search around

for weaknesses,

and when they don't

find any, they leave.

They always,

always come back.

Always.

And you know why?

'Cause they know.

They know that there are

still some of us here.

I just need a place to think.

I'm having trouble

piecing things together,

remembering things.

Important things.

You're not gonna find any

answers in this way.

Trust me.

Oh man, consider yourself lucky.

You have beautiful, good memories

that come before this place.

You have your wife.

Not all of us are lucky enough

to have something to hold onto.

Hey, Jack,

change.

It's coming.

Can you feel it?

I can feel it in my bones.

There's something...

Something...

Worse than those creatures,

and it's out there.

Jeffrey, don't ever do that again.

I hate that color.

You're an a**hole.

Go get me another color,

one you approve of.

Jeffrey, what are you doing?

I just wanna see what's

on today's menu.

You almost got caught last time.

Voila, come on.

Uh-uh.

Come on.

OK.

Hey.

Hey, Jack.

Just, umm, checking on you.

You check in on me a lot.

Hey, can I ask you something?

You can always ask.

You may just not get an answer.

Fair enough.

This is all so boring.

When is Jack gonna get

some more chocolate,

or at least some cigarettes?

Look at this.

An inventory sheet.

When did Jack start this crap?

Sure he did it for a good reason.

Yeah, so he can play

king of the castle.

Why do you hate Jack?

I don't know how you can stand the guy.

I mean, what happened to a democracy?

All we do is follow his

rules, his schedule.

If he hadn't found that gun first.

Do you remember what happened,

like specific details?

I don't know.

I mean, one moment,

life was normal,

and the next, it wasn't.

The light.

Do you remember the light, Jack?

I remember being in my car.

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