Here Alone Page #5

- Things can change.

Annabelle rose Marshall.

Organ donor.

Good for you.

- Stay.

Stay right here.

Stay.

- No. We can't.

Those that stay put, die here.

- Well, I'm alive.

- Yeah, but look what

happened to your family.

Ann, I didn't mean it.

Ann, I'm so sorry, I didn't...

- she must've taken some.

I mean, there was at

least a box of crackers...

- Oh f***! Olivia!

- Chris!

Chris, wait!

- Olivia!

- Liv, where are you?

Olivia!

- Did you get any in your mouth?

Liv?

- No.

- You?

- No, I don't think so.

- You would've tasted it.

- That thing that came up here.

- They didn't.

Food must be scarce.

- You still wanna stay.

We're leaving in the morning.

- How are you, pretty girl?

What do you see?

What do you see?

Yes, you like being

with your mama?

Yes, yes, here we go.

Oh, Hailey.

Come here, my love.

Here we go, here we go.

I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry.

Chris.

Chris, stop.

- Why won't you come with us?

- Because,

I'm, I'm not ready.

- You're gonna f***ing die here!

- Well, maybe I deserve

to f***ing die here.

- Oh, so that's what this is.

This is some sorta punishment.

F***ing atone for whatever

it is you did

and move on, already.

- This isn't a world

where you can just forgive

and move on.

We use to be able to f***

up and then say you're sorry

and feel better until the

next time you f*** up.

With my daughter, there was

no next time.

So who can I apologize to?

Huh, Chris?

There's no one here.

- Yeah well, my wife,

she isn't here either.

I f***ing killed her in

front of her daughter.

And it doesn't matter if

she was one of them or not,

I confronted it.

And I don't blame me, I don't

blame her, I blame them.

The only world that won't

right itself, Ann, is your own.

And the reason for that

is because of you.

Not because of what happened

here or what's north, you.

Look, your family, they

aren't here anymore,

but you are.

So please, just tell yourself

you're sorry, accept it

and move the f*** on, already.

- We're gonna need more food.

And I won't be able

to get it by myself.

- You just tell me what to do.

- I'm coming, too.

- Liv, no your not.

- I'm coming!

I'm just the same as Ann

or anyone else, I can help.

Three carrying food is better

than two.

- Fine.

- Chris will distract them.

All you and I will do

is fill our packs

with everything you can.

Just food, nothing else.

And then we run.

First sign of them, you

run, don't worry about me.

Okay, Liv?

Liv, you okay?

- Yeah, I'm fine.

- Okay.

Hey.

Look, we're all gonna be fine.

Chris, Chris is gonna be fine.

- I know.

I know he's gonna be fine.

That's us. Let's go.

Grab any food you can find.

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