Abduction Page #5

I don't know,

I must be losing my mind.

My parents are too boring

to be psychoes.

You never know, man?

Now, here's you

two years old...

three years, five...

Nice, nice.

Wooh wooh, wait a second.

You see this picture

of you when you were five?

Yeah, what?

It's cropped, weird.

The slight outline of the person shoulder,

Clearly zoomed in to the touch...

Like, someone didn't want

to be seen in the picture.

Anymore photographs of you

when you were younger?

Those are the ones that are questionable.

Not really, just some more of me by myself.

A few family photos is all

that you had from your childhood?

Hmmm...

All that I can find.

Nathan, I got a million

embarrassing family photos.

Enough to make me wanna bomb it...

and you 're telling me all

you have is two?

Too cool to say hi now?

Hi

Teenagers.

Hi, bud.

What you looking at?

Your baby shirt.

- Are you my mother?

You are my son. You don't understand,

baby, it's complicated.

Answer me,

are you my mother?

No, Nathan, I'm not.

We wanted to tell you for so long,

and we just couldn't.

Go ahead, tell me.

All of it.

Kevin's part of this,

I gotta go.

See me, don't judge us so quickly,

alright? You don't know.

I love you. You're what it's

made as a family.

I love you and you are my son,

nothing's gonna change that.

Don't.

I'm so sorry.

Don't hate me, okay?

I'll get your dad.

Yeah?

- Hey, I heard you called up, so...

- Karen, it's true.

- My mom just admitted it.

What? God, Nathan,

you must be freaking out.

I'll be over in a minute.

Okay,

come in the back door.

- Miss Harper?

- Yes?

- How are you this evening?

Fine, thank you.

We're investigators from

the Bridgewater Juvenile Justice Department.

It's about your son, Nathan.

We have a couple of questions for him.

May we come in for a moment?

Wait, wait, wait, wait!

- Stay quiet.

-Kevin!

Where is he? Where is Nathan?

Tell us, where is he?

You get outta my sight!

Who are you?

It has started. I'll get the kid.

Mara...

Go, Nathan, go!

Go now!

No, son, run!

And don't stop.

Karen.

Hey! Get in the house.

I swear to God, you're gonna be fine.

You won't even feel a thing.

It's such a waste, you know that?

Hey!

Who are you?

Who are you?

Answer me!!! Answer me!

- Nathan, stop.

- You killed my parents!

Stop, stop. I'll tell you what you need to know.

But, I'm not dying here.

There's a bomb in the oven.

What?

Oh My God.

NON-US CITIZENS

STAY BEHIND THE LINE

WITH DOCUMENTS READY

Sir, you're next.

Thank you, sir,

Have a nice day.

- How bad is it?

I don't know, it hurts.

I'm taking you to the hospital.

We need a doctor.

Anybody? We need

a doctor, please?

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