Night of the Comet Page #6

Partial protection seems to result

in a slowing of the overall effect,

but progression is steady in any case.

Drying of the body fluids...

Get to the point, Oscar.

We've heard this a thousand times.

Ultimately, there is nothing left

but calcium dust.

Right. So there isn't even enough hope

to warrant bringing anybody back here.

So, what you're saying is,

we shouldn't even try.

Right.

We don't want to be caught in the city

after dark. we'll leave tomorrow.

And we've had an indication

of some survivors...

in San Bernardino as well.

Four, maybe five.

Wait a minute.

Wait, girls, just shut up.

Samantha! Did they say

anything else? Anything?

Yeah. They said

be careful on the street.

Because some people were exposed

to the comet a little bit.

What happened to Doris

is happening to them, only slower.

And, like, they're dangerous.

Like what happened to Larry.

You're not going to blame me

because the phone went dead.

I'm not the phone company.

Nobody is the phone company anymore.

What?

Cops?

Where were you guys earlier?

Oh, sh*t, my license.

Oh, sh*t!

I know you guys are probably going

to give me a ticket or something,

but I'm really glad to see...

...the weekend comet sale.

Everything must go.

Big savings on tuners, turntables,

car stereos,

also demos of great damaged items.

This weekend only, Henry's

Stereo Warehouse. Fourth and Alameda.

Free coffee for the adults.

Free balloons for the kids.

This is for your step mom,

you little punk.

- Ahh! They're here! They're here!

- Where?

- What's wrong?

- It's okay. I've got her.

- You've got her?

- Yeah, I got her.

Sammy, Sam, it's only a dream.

I know.

I know.

...expand your career

horizons. For a clearer view of...

Is there anything I can do?

I'm fine.

Interstate Technologies

is an equal-opportunity employer.

Looks like the weather is shaping up

for a great weekend.

You know, it's hard to believe that there's

only 11 more shopping days till Christmas.

Good luck finding a parking space within

hitchhiking distance of the malls, too.

You know how jammed it can get.

- Is she okay?

- Yeah, I guess so.

Come on in. Have a seat.

Listen, I have to go

to San Diego tomorrow.

Why?

My mom.

- Some friends. My sister.

- But you know they're gone.

I know, but I still have to find out.

I mean, you guys know for sure,

but I don't know.

Did you have, like, a close family?

Yeah, pretty close.

- And you?

- Not anymore.

My real mom hung around until my dad

came back from Vietnam, then she split.

So it's been mostly me and Sam and Dad

and the 3rd special forces.

Smoke Bomb Hill. Fort Bragg.

But then around about

sixth or seventh grade,

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