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Do not be surprised by this
because is coming the hour when all them who are in the sepulchres
will hear his voice and will come out of there.
Those who have done good will resurrect,
but those who have done the bad will come to life to be judged.
Men will seek death; nevertheless, they will not find it.
They will desire to be dead,
and death will avoid them.
However, here comes the secret:
not all of us will sleep,
but we will be transformed.
You tempted me to surrender when I had nothing left
but I, servant and pastor of your wishes, have stayed on your side
and now that you are judging our acts, my faith is still in you.
Even when the resurrection of the dead started,
I kept this place clean of sinners.
The ungodly deserve to be judged!
However, I'm no-one to question your celestial plan.
How Pablo, the apostle, said:
“God himself will descend from heaven with an archangel voice
and the dead will resurrect.
Those who are not ungodly and alive
will join God for eternity,
those who have done bad,
will resurrect for conviction and the everlasting horror"
*-whispers-*
Isabel
do you really think someone is going to find that?
Honestly?
I'm not sure...
I'm just trying to keep hope.
I mean, we've managed well,
haven't we?
I refuse to think we are the only left.
I love how optimistic you're.
You know what? I also think sometimes about that,
there must be someone alive somewhere in the city.
Sometimes I imagine someone comes to rescue us,
another survivor, some policeman, or the army itself.
OMG! The army!
How haven't I thought of something so obvious?
Did you see any soldier during the evacuation?
No, I really didn't.
But there were policemen and people running all around.
It was a total chaos.
Maybe it happened, in some other city or country.
Americans don't stop bragging about their weapons and technology.
Just a matter of time.
Isabel, I don't want to discourage you
but Americans locked themselves when they see there's a real threat.
What do you mean?
Do you remember what happened in New Orleans two years ago?
Million of people died.
So, when they went to rescue them it was too late.
They don't care about us.
As we aren't presidents of somewhere,
they treat us as if we were bargaining chips.
You made it,
you discouraged me.
Hey Isabel, I didn't want to get so dramatic
but I keep mulling about the same thing,
you know?
Don't worry, I understand you.
We've to get used to this new situation.
The first days in the streets were so difficult.
Now, here we are fine, but we can't stay forever.
Arturo.
Yes?
We've got a problem with the water.
What's happened?
There aren't so many bottles
How many bottles are we talking about?
Mmmm... collecting all the water
Six or seven, eight as much.
We can talk about this with the others later, during lunch.
Perfect, I thought I should comment it.
Thanks Roberto.
Well...
Do you want a piece?
With something in the stomach you will think better.
John's fever have increased.
But... Is he awake?
No, he took all the morning sleeping.
Almost better, the wound starts to smell worse.
Uff, poor John.
Yes...
Furthermore we have no medicines.
Later, I could boil some water and clean better the wound.
Just wanted to talk about this, the water.
We only have 15 liters.
That will give us three days as much.
And, what can we do?
We have to get out to get some more.
As if it was so easy!
We've got nothing to protect us in the streets.
What if we made a hole from the store to the house next door?
But here we are safe, we don`t know how we will be in another house.
I wouldn't risk digging a hole allowing some wanderer to come inside.
Ok?
And what if we try with the plank?
That's crazy, David
But why is it?
At least we'll be able to cross to the other building.
Maybe there are some bottles left.
Hear that?
If we find some water bottles, we'll gain time.
Ok, it's a bit hasty but, what do you want to do?
Do you want us to stay here waiting for a miracle to happen?
No, we don't have a choice.
Then, why don't we vote it?
It's crazy, but ok.
Now, I'll not pass, no way.
I agree too.
Then, don't count with my vote.
Arturo?
Ok, we'll do it.
Do we draw lots for it?
No,
Stop thinking about it
I'll do it.
David...
Really, don't worry.
David, are you sure?
Yes, trust me.
Look! There it is!
It's this?
Yes.
but from here... it didn't seem so tough
it didn't seem so tough.
David, it's not necessary for you to do it,
we can think another solution.
Don't worry,
besides, it seems a platform like the ones painters use.
It was made to bear weight.
I'm not worried about that. I'm worried because there could be some wanderer at the other side.
Let's find something to protect you with, c'mon.
Hey Arturo!
What?
Better now?
I've got my doubts but...
I think this will be useful
Come on, let's take the plank.
It's heavy!
Those damn things take over everything.
They come walking from God knows where,
slow down and stay there,
until something wakes them up.
They're really exasperating.
I don't like to watch them.
Once, when I was still in the streets,
I found one of them in front on me.
It was like looking death into the eye.
It was horrible.
Guys, we have the plank. Here we are
Be careful, clear the room.
Roberto, could you help me please?
Sure!
Take it down, a bit more.
Ok, let's see,
I'll cross to the other side and I'll take a quick look.
If I see everything is clear, I'll look for water and pass it to you, ok?
And if it's not?
Relax,
I'll be fine.
Please, be careful.
I'll be.
Let's do it, we trust you!
¡Ánimo!
I'm on my way!
Come on David, you can! Go it!
Hold on!
Come on!
Be careful now!
Look out!
Oh my God!!
Come on...
come on...
¡David! ¡David!
Come back! Ok? Steady!
The wood doesn't stand.
The wood doesn't stand!
Relax, I almost got it
No David! Come back!
Nooo!
Davidd!!
***!
Where are you going?
We must help him!
I'm with you.
David, why?
¡David!
No.
¡Nooo!
*-whispers-*
...until we all are judged
How have I been so blind, Lord?
I have to subdue myself to your judgment.
You were telling me from the beginning but I,
blind, sinned because I took pity for the sinners.
I finally understood your message Lord.
I will be judged!
I'm going Lord,
I'm going.
Lord, I'm ready!
Lord, let your will be done!
Oh, Oh Lord.
Oh Lord!
Thank you.
Let your will.
Almighty Lord, what do you need from me.
What do you want me to do with my humble hands?
“We are alive...”
Alive!
I will be the door that leads back to the realm.
Lord's realm!
Follow me.
Follow me and purge the souls of those who have sinned.
Go forward as a legion.
Save the sinners!
Malaga is no longer a town,
Málaga is a slaughterhouse,
where men are killed,
as if they were lambs.
Poor little mother, how they will cry,
to find that their children will never return.
The dead ones now are the owners,
frem hope that remains,
the streets are not longer safe,
they follow you in your dreams.
Poor little mother, how they will cry,
to find that their children will never return.
The virus has infected them,
has brought them back.
They walk among us,
Malaga is a conviction.
Poor little mother, how they will cry,
to find that their children will not return.
Poor little mother, how they will cry,
to find that their children will not return.