Day Of The Dead Page #4

Can you give us a minute?

I find people

speak more freely

without a superior

officer around.

I'll be outside.

You've had quite a night.

You could say that.

About the bodies,

you said they looked

like they were mauled.

Could it have been

an animal attack?

If an animal can hide

a body in a closet.

The son is missing?

Yes.

Did the wounds

look like bite marks?

What?

It's a simple question.

How would I know?

Maybe it's the avian flu.

Don't say that.

Dad, seriously,

that's so not possible.

I heard about this case

in France where--

Dad?

Daddy, what's wrong?

Dad?

Daddy?

What's going on?

Daddy?

Dad!

Dad?

Okay, we-- we really

need a doctor.

Aah!

Aah!

Raah!

Aah!

Sir? Sir?

Corporal, you gotta

come to the waiting room.

Something's happening.

To my mom?

To everybody.

What is it?

Something bad. I don't know.

Hey, I thought you guys left hours ago.

What the--

No! No!

No! Oh! Aah!

Aah!

Oh, my God! Anybody!

So this chick takes

her top off, right?

And I swear to God--

What the--

Now this here's just

a little too much for this cowboy.

Now, you see this button here?

You press it, and you talk into that

if you've got something

to say to the folks

because my shift has now ended,

and I am going to mosey on home.

Or not.

Hey, where the hell are you going?

Hey, I thought you said

there were two bodies.

Yeah.

Now there's three.

Show me.

Freeze!

Oh!

Are you sure

this is a good idea?

Hey, maybe you shouldn't

go down there!

Huh?

Aah! Aah!

What the f***?

What the f***?

Aah! Aah!

Aah!

Aah! Aah!

Come on, come on,

come on.

Go, go, go, go.

God!

Aah!

Oh, my God!

Aah! Aah!

No, no, no, no!

No! No!

Here they come!

Aah!

What the f*** was that?

Let me in!

Come on. Come on.

What the hell?

What the hell is happening

to these people?

I don't know.

Where's the basement?

Right there.

My mom's in there.

We'll go undercover.

That's an order, Corporal!

Come on!

Here.

We're safe!

Grrr!

Aah!

What the hell was that?

You almost got me killed.

What do you mean?

What are you talking about?

Bud! Help me.

Oh, my God.

What are we going to do?

Aah!

Aah!

F***!

Come on.

Aah!

Look at the radio station.

Look, there's somebody

in there.

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

Hey.

We're going to make it,

okay?

I swear.

We can make Molotov cocktails.

Great, and I'll just build a bus

and drive us out of here.

Come on,

we have weapons.

I don't have a gun.

What?

I'm in communications.

We aren't issued weapons.

So basically you're useless.

Shut up, Logan.

Come on.

You've got one.

We can shoot

enough of them.

It's not loaded.

Oh, you've got

to be kidding me.

What the hell kind

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