Undead Page #5

Happy?

We should go back in the van.

That 's really gonna help, wayne.

- Well, what do you reckon?

- We just gotta think calmly.

My god.

We're trapped.

We're all gonna die!

We're all gonna die!

Nobody is dying today,

not on my watch!

We're okay.

I'm gonna f***in' climb it.

- What? You don't even know how it is.

- This is not in discussion!

No way are we going back.

Maybe there's an opening

further down.

We're all fenced in.

Dead set?

Can i have a look?

Doesn't matter,

i climb the poofter here.

Sir, do you think that 's such a good

idea? You don't look real well.

- Who the f*** is in charge here?

- You don't know what 's inside it.

And what about that help

you said was coming?

Constable, collect all their

weapons and hold on to them...

till my return.

Good luck, mate.

I need you to relinquish

your weapons.

Jesus christ, you're taking

your sweet time, aren't you?

The storm.

It 's gonna rain.

It 's the rain.

I've seen it.

Sergeant!

Sergeant!

It 's gonna rain.

Just get in the car.

Come, molly,

we have to get in the car.

Babe, you're smoking!

Pour this on me!

Take it, take it, hon.

No, she is one of them!

We have to help him.

F*** him!

He's gone, let 's go.

Come on!

- Are you burnt?

- No, it doesn't burn, it 's weird.

Take it.

Molly turned into

one of those things.

You must have seen her.

Who the hell is that?

It 's another one of those zombies.

Let 's get out of here.

Come on, let 's go!

I wanna go!

Hey, nutbag, drive.

I can't take this anymore,

it 's just one monster after another.

Aliens, we must fight them.

Like hell we must!

Keep driving.

I just want to go home.

I'm having a baby.

Molly turned into

one of those things.

- What are you talking about?

- She was normal when i saw her.

Look, i know what i saw.

Fine, molly turned into

a flying zombie, wonderful!

More importantly, what the hell

was that thing back there?

You reckon it was one of those

aliens you have been talking about?

- Can't remember what they look like.

- We're gonna die.

Well, think, it could have been

any poor bastard back there.

I just want my mum.

- There's gotta to be another way out.

- Damn, skippy, we're flying out.

What makes you think

things are better over that wall?

- It couldn't be any worse.

- Listen to him...

if we go over the wall,

we should go prepared.

- What do you suggest?

- Well, we need supplies and stuff...

...we should stop in town first.

- We should go straight to the airfield...

because those things

could be everywhere.

No, no. Honey, she is right,

we should go back into town.

- This is crazy.

- All right.

Alright, take us into town.

Maybe they all got out in time.

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