AfterDeath Page #4

The light probably doesn't even hit you

out there. Did you ever think of that?

Don't go too far!

Go too far'?! We're in Pas-Man, remember?

If you get to the edge,

you come right back around.

Wagga! Wagga! VVagga! VVagga! Vvaggal

"I've done loads."

"Who loves you'? I do."

"Oh, is this your fingers?

Slam down my f***ing throat!"

F***ing b*tch!

Robyn'?

Did he do it'?

Well, it never came to

being charged, but...

Yes, she was broken.

He broke her.

I knew it! He had the...

- Rapey eyes.

- Exactly.

Has anyone looked in the mirror'?

Yeah.

This...

This isn't What I look like.

I mean, it's me, but it's... better.

Idealized.

Who doesn't love a mirror

that lies, right'?

Do you like it'?

Yeah, it's just... weird.

I have a really blobby nose.

I prefer this.

I just wish I'd got bigger...

Uh!

Onie's our way out.

She has to be.

Maybe you should stop

figuring stuff out for a bit'?

You're not helping anyone.

I'll stop when I'm home.

What about the blank slate?

Do you think we were given one,

a fresh start, when we got here'?

I hope not.

I just broke a guys hand.

It doesn't count. Probably.

I wanted to hurt him.

That counts.

Seb!

F***!

F***ing stupid cock-teasing c*nt!

Shove it up her so hard!

Stupid cock-teasing c*nt!

F***ing deserves to be here, yeah.

Shove it up her so hard!

F***ing throat... f***ing throat!

She had tits like this! Out there, wooah!

Aah! Uuh!

What the...?

I gave her one, two as it goes.

You couldn't not have a go!

Agh!

Agh!

No!

Agh! Agh!

Agh!

No!

Onie!

What's that?

It's, er...

It's my dad's.

I think you're right.

I think I...

might be alive somewhere.

Dad must have been

holding my hand or...

I don't know.

And you brought that back with you,

which means...

The bracelet! You're hurting me! Aah!

Robyn.

If you brought this here, maybe...

...maybe you could take us home?

We've got a Weapon.

And a way out.

I like your waiting-and-holding-hands plan.

Best plan yet.

Do you like it here'?

I'm just making the most of...

Look...

my dad told me about heaven, okay?

Anyway. my aunt...

she died.

And I was nine.

She was the best. She had all

these trips to the zoo and sneaky gifts.

At her funeral,

I asked my dad if she'd go to heaven...

...and he laughed at me.

"Don't be so stupid, Patty.

Your aunt was a monster.

She made money stripping

bankrupt companies."

Ten people at her funeral.

"And the only people she cared

about was your mother and you."

I started crying.

You know, that's the point when a dad's

supposed to comfort his little girl.

But she was so... so nice to me.

Surely that meant something?

Surely they'd let her in'?

But the next day,

my dad showed me this book.

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