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Stop!

Hello?

Anybody here?

Hey!

How did I get here?

Why am I all alone?

Where are the other survivors?

After the pandemic hit, in less than a month,

more than a billion people had died.

Everything happened so quick.

Bodies just started to pile up everywhere.

Where did the dead bodies go?

The great and final war began right after,

and millions more would die.

Total chaos ensued.

The world collapsed.

When I was a year old,

my parents died in a horrible car accident.

My grandparents raised me.

Grandpa would make me walk all the way here with him,

to his little cabin, his favorite place in the world.

Under this tree, which he named the Tree of Life,

he would tell me all these magical stories

of other planets,

the infinite universe, and the beauty of life.

The opposite of the destruction we created.

Why am I alive?

Maybe I'm dead.

I'm a ghost living in my purgatory.

I have no name anymore.

What use can it have in this empty world?

I'm nothing.

I'm dust on the road.

For a while, there was a fog that had a strange odor,

like nothing I've ever smelled before.

Then, one day, the fog began to go away,

and with it that weird smell.

Anything that required gas didn't work afterwards.

Hello?

I spent so much time with you.

You were the voice of reason.

You...

You fed me so many lies.

I don't know who I am.

We stopped talking to each other.

Because you were the focus.

You told us what we needed to think, and who we were.

You became the god we so desperately needed.

During the last days of the final war,

while I was working at the hospital,

in the middle of all the craziness,

I felt a bright white light shine upon me.

Next thing I knew, I woke up in the middle

of a lake on a small blue boat.

What happened?

How much time went by?

I'm not sure.

When the beings arrived,

many thought it was their god coming to save them.

People cheered their arrival, especially all the zealots.

But soon, we all realized that

they were here to exterminate us.

And why not?

We've been nothing more than a disease to this planet.

A cancer slowly killing everything that we touch.

Our time was up.

I will not.

I can't bring another human being into this world.

You are dead.

You're dead.

You're a ghost.

You are a ghost.

Ghost.

Hm.

Soy un fantasma.

This makes no sense.

For years with Marco, and we never got pregnant.

And now I'm pregnant?

I thought I couldn't.

This is impossible.

I'm the last woman who should be bringing

another human into this world.

How am I going to take care of this child?

This is insane.

- This is insane.

Marco and I fought that night to

the point that I questioned my own existence.

I didn't want him to give his life defending

the corporations that were killing us, the planet.

He believed that he was fighting for our country.

For our way of life.

He was so brainwashed.

That day he rushed out of the house like he always did.

Didn't even say goodbye.

But two hours later, he came back

and told me that things were about to get very ugly,

and that he was not sure if he was coming back.

Then he just kissed me.

And we made love like animals.

Between my screams and tears he got up and left.

That was the last time I saw him.

Was that three months ago?

Yes.

Yes, that was it.

How am I going to give birth?

What about any possible complications?

We could both die.

The end of the world didn't take me, but this will?

No. It cannot be.

I have to get everything ready.

I have to.

If we survive this, I gotta make sure we're fed.

What?

Perro!

After the beings arrived animals began to disappear,

and then one day, just like that,

they were all gone.

Where did they go?

I don't know.

It's impossible to know.

Why is he here?

And how did he survive this insanity?

Hey.

Where did he come from?

It's so strange to feel hope.

I forgot about this feeling.

But I must be more alert now.

- Here, here.

His arrival could come with a price.

- Good boy.

Hey. Hey.

What are you doing?

What do you want?

Oh. This?

Hey, hey, here.

Hey, let's go.

- Here.

He looks like a wolf.

Como un lobo.

Lobo, what?

What?

What was that?

How did it survive?

Let's go.

I can still smell his stench.

Almost hear his disgusting voice.

I don't regret killing him.

The pain he caused needed to disappear.

You're a ghost.

Wow.

You're still here.

The only thing that brought me happiness in this filthy place.

Die.

Die, die, die.

Die!

This piece of paper was the number one reason

humanity came to an end.

This paper dictated who was happy or not.

Who could live or not.

Who could have or not.

The world ended so quick that money became insignificant.

And here it is.

Utterly useless.

Thank you, Lobo.

Stay.

It's okay.

Lobo, good boy.

Stay there.

Who are you?

Why are you still here?

You should be dead.

You piece of shit.

Piece of shit.

- You don't belong here. - Hm?

You're not gonna make it.

Hm? What do you want?

Freak.

What do you want from me?

Kill yourself.

Kill. Yourself.

Mm-mm.

You don't belong here.

You never did.

You've done enough.

You've done enough!

You've had enough! Stop!

Just stop! Stop! Stop! Shut up!

Stop!

Stop it.

- Stop this.

Freak. Freak!

Freak. Freak!

You should be dead. You should be dead.

You should be dead. You piece of shit!

You piece of shit! You should be dead!

You deserve this.

Little by little, more birds have been showing up.

Where are they coming from?

Where have they been?

I think it's a good sign.

Yes!

We did it.

This should work.

Vamos, Lobo.

Come on.

Come on.

Lobo!

Hey, no! Deja!

Lobo! Hey, no!

No, no, no.

- Good boy.

Vamos, Lobo.

I'm here. I'm here.

Lobo. Lobo.

Lobo.

Lobo, stay.

Hello?

Hola?

My grandpa would tell me that my hands

looked like my grandma's.

I thought that meant my hands looked old,

but now I'm so thankful I inherited her hands.

Her hands of knowledge, makers of food.

Thank you, Grandma.

Lobo.

Lobo!

Lobo.

Fuck!

Fuck!

Shut up!

Stop! Shh!

Stop! Shh!

Callate!

- Stop!

Callate! Callate!

Shh! Shut up!

No más! Shh!

No más! Shit...

- Out, out! Shut up!

- Stop! Callate!

Go!

Lobo!

- Lobo!

Lobo!

Lobo!

Lobo!

Lobo!

Lobo!

We have to follow the river.

All the way back to the cabin.

We're gonna find Lobo.

Yes, we can do this.

It's incredible that I traveled

all that distance...

but that's the way home.

It's your fault.

Kill yourself.

Kill yourself.

What?!

Yes, yes, yes, yes.

- Fuck!

- Stay.

Yes, yes, yes.

Sí, sí, sí!

No, no. No!

No.

Puta...

Lobo!

Lobo!

Lobo!

Lobo!

I had to come and say goodbye to him.

I have to get used to the idea that I'll never see him again.

But it's too hard.

Can he forgive me?

I think he would.

In his eyes, I saw the closest thing to God's eyes.

And if there's a God, he forgives.

Right?

No.

I don't think he ever really loved me.

An excuse he had, he would leave to his job.

I hated it.

Sometimes he would leave for months.

Yeah.

I guess that is one of the reasons why we lasted so long.

Our dysfunctional addiction to each other.

I'm scared to death.

There are so many things that can go wrong.

I wish I knew what they want.

Why are they keeping us alive?

I keep dreaming

that I'm on another planet

where everything is so peaceful.

And there's this woman...

she appears and touches my tummy

and tells me,

"You are the source."

Then I wake up.

Yes. I agree.

We should stay close to the cabin.

Plus, I barely fit on the bike.

I feel it moving.

Like he's ready to get out and see this world.

We gotta look for Lobo.

We gotta do this.

I'm not going crazy.

Stop saying that!

Of course I am.

You know what?

You're staying. I'll go alone.

You don't get it.

You can't do it alone.

What the hell is that?

I didn't have to see that.

Why are you keeping us alive?

What the--

We're nothing.

We're nothing.

We're nothing.

We gotta calm down, right?

We gotta calm down.

We're gonna be fine.

Lobo!

Lobo!

Hey, where were you? Where were you?

I'm sorry.

Let's go. Come on. Vamos.

Lobo! Let's get out of here.

Where did he go?

And that rope on his neck?

What the hell?

Aww.

Lobo.

Lobo!

Lobo!

Lobo.

When did we start to hate ourselves

to the point that we sacrificed our own existence?

When did our egos take over

and make greed and consumption a priority?

We forgot to truly connect with Earth,

to love each other,

to grow in harmony with the laws of the universe.

As I look at my child,

I feel the planet speaking to me,

showing me through him the map of the universe.

We are all connected in such a profound way

that if one of us hurts, we all do.

- Lobo!

Lobo!

Lobo! Hey!