Blood Hunters Page #2

What is...

Not now.

Henry, I need you to grab

that wire and rip it out.

This one?

Yeah, and I need

you to connect it

to this nodal point

right there...

But only when I say "go,"

not before.

Why are we doing this again?

We're trying to trick the system

into believing the fire alarm

has been activated,

and hopefully that

should open this door.

Can't we just use

one of these keycards?

None of them have clearance.

Please work, please work...

Okay, and...

Go!

Oh, f*** off!

Damn it!

Warning...

Backup generator operating

at 20 percent.

Damn it...

You better have

a change of clothes.

What's next?

There is no "next."

This is the only exit.

This entire place

is underground...

But we gotta hope

for something soon,

because once the generator

reaches zero

and we lose every

one of these lights,

those things are gonna come up,

and you me and him

are all gonna be dinner.

We can call someone!

You're not gonna reach anyone

if you're behind these bars.

Hello? Hi, excuse me.

How many things

are we dealing with?

Enough to kill everyone

who worked here.

So shouldn't we get

the lights up and running?

Shouldn't that be

first priority?

The backup generator has

a failsafe to preserve power.

Once it reaches 50 percent,

we are stuck with emergency

lighting and systems.

Okay, why don't we just

refill the generator, then?

You're welcome to try!

It's right down there,

where those f***ers nest.

Sh*t.

We lost the lights for

ten minutes last night.

Ten minutes,

and look what they did.

What are "they?"

I don't know.

But they want blood,

and they will kill

anything to get it.

It's like an addiction.

How the hell did you two

survive the night?

Holy sh*t.

You're pregnant!

The f*** you think I was sitting

on that wheelchair for?

You are the Guinea pigs!

"Guinea pigs?" For what?

Hey, look, I never saw

behind the curtain, okay?

I wrote their software,

I would come into

fix the bugs...

That kinda thing, that's all.

But you knew that

something was wrong.

Look, they were not about to

tell their dirty little secrets

to a button-masher like me,

but I think it's

safe to say they were

not looking for a cure

for the common cold.

We still need a keycard to

get through this piece of junk.

You know where we are?

I dunno.

They picked us up,

put us in the back of

a windowless Van, drove us here.

We did the job, got back

in the Van, home by dinner.

And you just closed your eyes,

collected your paycheque?

Yeah, and what great life

choices brought you here?

Okay, hey...

Okay, we need to

get somewhere safer.

We've got the sunlight

right here.

It goes down in two hours.

I'm not going back into

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