30 Days of Night: Dark Days Page #5

Oh, God.

You f***ing--

They brought us on a ship...

...with bodies.

So many.

Some of us they took ashore...

...to keep bleeding us.

And Lilith, was she on the ship?

I think.

I don't know. They--

Come on, Jennifer.

I need you to remember. Does sh--?

Maybe don't push too hard, huh?

Can you try to remember?

Does Lilith stay on the ship?

I think so.

Do you remember where it was?

I saw army boats.

Would you recognize it, the ship?

Dane!

-Take her out back.

-Okay. Come on.

Come on. Out the back.

Come on. Come on.

Go, go, go.

Go, go, go!

What the f*** was that?

-ls he following us?

-l don't think so.

Do you see it?

There. Over there.

When we get out of here...

...l want you to take this car

and go, okay?

Stella...

...we don't even have a plan for this.

We could call the Coast Guard.

And tell them what?

There's a ship full of vampires?

We're gonna get on that thing

and stop it from leaving.

And you know it's suicide, right?

Let's go.

What the hell are they doing?

Is that--? Is that blood?

They can come back.

If they still have their head.

What was that?

-lt's moving.

-lt's happening.

They're leaving.

Wait, wait, wait.

We cannot be stuck on this ship.

We will not make it.

We don't have a choice.

Yes, we f***ing do have a choice.

We could-- We could run back now

and we could swim for it.

Then what?

This ship gets to the Arctic Circle,

hundreds more will die.

Paul?

I'm sorry.

F*** it.

Here.

Navigation room.

-ls that up?

-lt's one level up, three sectors over.

Through the mess hall.

Okay.

Oh, God.

Kill me.

Amber. Hey.

Turn.

Who the f*** are you?

-l....

-Where's the ship headed?

Alaska. Town called Wainwright.

Turn it around.

I can't.

-l can't. l'm sorry.

-Don't say sorry.

-Just turn it the f*** around.

-l'd do like she says, pal.

Please.

They have my family. They said--

Said they'd do terrible things.

They don't tell me anything.

No!

Amber!

Do it.

Paul.

-How many bullets you got?

-Not enough.

-Use them on ourselves?

-l was thinking the same thing.

Bleed them out.

You get to watch first.

No. Don't do this.

No! F***!

Okay. Hold still. Let me see.

Oh, God. Okay.

It's gonna be okay.

I need to stop the ship.

Do you have any idea

how this sh*t works?

No.

I think that did something.

Paul.

No!

Stella.

Does it feel like it did in Barrow?

When you held your dear Eben?

Felt him die in your arms?

Stella.

I can smell you.

I can smell your blood.

I felt nothing.

I could've let the ship go--

Parliament 454, do you read?

--and drift into endless darkness.

Parliament 454, this is Z-E

Steven Rome, U.S. Coast Guard.

Can you verify your location?

Myself along with it.

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