Pulse 2: Afterlife Page #3

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She was in my room...

crying.

- Did she say why?

- Sh-Sh-

She said she wanted to die.

She had that stuff all over her.

What stuff?

That black stuff

that looks like mold.

She wanted me to come-

She wanted me to come closer...

but I was too scared to.

Come here, baby.

Mommy just wants to hold you.

I love you so much.

It's just 'cause I love you so much.

It's okay.

It's okay, baby.

Come on.

It's okay, baby.

It's okay.

Everything's gonna be okay.

# Hush, little baby #

# Don't say a word #

# Mama's gonna buy you #

#A mockingbird #

# If that mockingbird

don't sing #

# Mama's gonna buy you

a diamond ring #

# If that diamond ring

don't shine ##

All the pain will be gone soon.

Very soon.

And then we can fly away from here.

Fly away from-

Mom?

What did you do after that?

Did you run away?

I went to Aunt Carmen's

and Uncle Pete's.

I couldn't remember

how to get there.

But then I saw the big church...

and I remembered where it was.

Were they home?

I think Uncle Pete was.

But he stayed in his bedroom

and wouldn't come out.

So I went out back and sat on a swing

and waited for him.

For how long?

- Till Mommy came.

- But you-

You said Mommy came

to Aunt Carmen's.

Is that what you said?

I think so.

What do you mean you think so?

Sorry. I didn't mean

to raise my voice.

Was she, um-

Come on, squirt.

Let's get you cleaned up and into bed.

Good night, squirt.

Who is it?

Who do you think, Stephen?

Had to remind those gun-humping

mongoloids I was still your girlfriend.

Three days I'm stuck in hell central,

and you're where?

- I was looking for my daughter.

- Oh, I get that.

- But what about me?

- Could you just take it down a notch?

I thought I was gonna die, Stephen.

I've never been so scared

in all my life.

I had to steal some poor

dead f***er's car...

with his f***ing ashes still in it,

thank you very much.

Drive myself up here,

alone, hoping and praying...

that one of those vigilante alcoholics

you call neighbors...

will have the simple human

decency to let me through.

God, I need a drink!

Wine, Drano.

Anything.

I think I have some cooking sherry.

Well, you know how to party.

Glass? Dixie cup?

Forget it.

I'll rough it.

I know you're out there.

You can't fool me.

I don't know who you are,

but you are not my wife.

You hear me?

You are not my wife!

But you-you can't get me.

You can't get me. Huh?

You can't get me!

Oh.

Oh. Oh. Oh. Oh, God. Oh, God.

My pills. My pills.

Carmen. Carmen. My pills.

Car-

Carmen?

My pills. Carmen.

Carmen. Carmen.

Who-Who-

Who are you?

Do you believe that sh*t

they're saying about the red tape-

that it keeps you safe somehow?

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