In the Grey Page #2

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I was just sleeping.

Like, there's no way

that could've happened.

What about the pilots?

The pilots?

What are you talking about?

The plane's gone, man.

It's in pieces.

Look.

F***.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

This is so f***ed up.

I can't f***ing believe it.

Is there a bunch

of people dead?

Yes.

Now I need you to help me

find the ones that aren't.

Come on. Can you walk?

Yeah.

Come on...

Told me to come out...

It's f***ing freezing.

You know what, homes?

F***!

I can't feel my fingers.

Help me.

I got you, Flannery.

I got you.

Diaz. Diaz. Diaz.

Excuse me for a second?

Watch your head.

No.

No. This is too much.

- It's just too much coming out of it.

- Come on, f***!

I wish one of these f***ing

phones would work!

I got you some help.

It's just... I'm

losing too much blood.

I can't lose all this blood.

Help him.

Ottway, help him.

This can't be

all coming outside.

Too much blood.

This is way too much blood.

F***.

Ottway, help me, okay?

Something's wrong. Something's

really, really wrong here.

Okay? I don't feel right.

I just don't...

Ottway, okay, this doesn't...

Look. I know. Okay.

It don't feel right.

Something feels

really f***ing wrong.

Listen, listen.

You're gonna die.

That's what's happening.

- It's okay.

- No.

No. No.

No, no, no. Wait,

wait, wait. Hold on.

- Hold on!

- It's okay.

Hold on, hold on, hold on.

It's okay.

Hold on.

It's okay. It's okay.

Look at me.

Keep looking at me.

It's all right.

It's all right.

Look at me.

Keep looking at me.

It's all right.

It'll slide over you.

It'll start to feel warm.

Nice and warm.

Let it move over you.

It's all right.

What?

Let your thoughts go.

All the good things.

All the good

things. Yeah?

Who do you love?

Who do you love, Luke?

My girl Rosie.

Is she your daughter?

She's six.

Let her take you, then.

Let her take you.

It's okay. It's okay.

Wait for me.

Did he just f***ing die?

He just f***ing died,

didn't he?

Come on.

- Did you...

- Yeah.

- Did you feel him go?

- Yeah.

I felt him go.

Is this everyone?

Is this everyone

who's still alive?

Yeah. Yeah. Yeah.

One, two, three...

Seven. Seven of us

that we know of. Yeah?

Okay. Okay.

You happy, fuckhead?

You had to open up your fat f***ing mouth.

You had to keep talking.

You had to put

the whammy on us.

I didn't do sh*t. Did I

f***ing crash us? Huh?

We need a fire.

Did I...

I didn't do sh*t.

We should gather up

anything that'll burn,

seats, luggage,

any wood we can find.

What are you doing?

I said we need a fire.

It's about 10 below

and dropping.

So we don't die.

We build up a fire,

then we find food.

And at daybreak, we figure

out what way is south,

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