What Still Remains

David, is that you?

You'll never guess what I found. Can you believe it?

- We need to go. - Did you see something?

- I heard something. - We stayed too long.

Come on.

Come on.

We need to keep moving.

Come on, come on. We're almost there.

You gotta go without me.

- I'm not leaving you. - Trust me.

I'll be home before dinner.

- No, you should keep tho gun. - I'll manage.

Go. Mom can't be alone.

I love you.

I love you, too.

Where's your brother?

He caught a deer trail on the way back.

Said he was gonna try and bag it.

He's a good boy.

You two need to stick together after I--

I don't want to talk about that.

Anna, I...

You don't have to be afraid of me.

Did you find anything else? Any books?

Oh!

Put it up with the others.

I regret never taking you and your brother to see the ocean.

It's not your fault.

Doesn't stop me from wishing.

What's the point in wishing for something that can never be?

Anna, if we don't have hope,

what's the point of living?

It's not like David to be out after dark.

I'm sure he'll be home soon.

Hmm.

There's no sense in pretending this isn't happening.

You don't know what the future holds. You might--

Let me finish. I want you...

and your brother...

to find people worth sharing life with.

And maybe find that city by the sea.

Haven's just a myth, Mom.

Maybe.

I'd like it if you'd take me up to see the sunrise tomorrow.

You know I can't do that.

Honey, I'm not changing.

Just dying.

I'm not sick.

What do you want?

Same as you.

Clean water. Maybe catch a fish.

I didn't expect to meet anyone.

Then why did you follow me?

People need to stick together.

Throw your gun over the fence.

I can't have you take my weapon.

Do it, or I'll put a bullet in you.

Do you have any more weapons?

Pistol, knife?

My name's Peter.

I'm Anna.

Pleased to meet you, Anna.

So, now what?

So you get many visitors around these parts?

A trader here and there. Some kind.

Some not.

Well it's-- It's not a bad set-up you've got here.

It's home.

Saw the furnace and the anvil,

you got somebody here that knows how to use them?

My entire family knows how to work metal.

Ah. Impressive.

Well, it's dark.

You must be expecting your people back soon.

Soon enough.

So you're a believer then.

My mom taught me the Bible.

It's the best thing in these times.

I belong to a community.

Faithful. Good people.

I mean we're a fair distance from here,

but it's-- it's nice.

We got a little lake, clean water, food.

We're building a life.

My mom used to tell stories like that

about a settlement by the sea.

Used to tell?

Are they all dead?

It's all right. I understand why you'd lie.

Your mother sounds like a very smart lady.

She was the best of us.

You know sometimes good people die

and the wicked live.

It's late. You should get some rest.

It's along walk to my village.

Who said I'm coming with you?

Well, it's your choice. But we could use a metal worker.

And you'd be safer there with us.

I can take care of myself.

I don't doubt it.

But no one should be alone.

You mind if I-- You mind if I sleep here?

I'd rather you slept outside the fence.

You don't trust easily, do you?

Trust is earned.

Yeah, you're right.

And think about my offer.

How old are you?

Nineteen.

So you've never known any different.

Did you bury your mother nearby?

Of course.

Up that hill.

She always liked the view.

If you think it appropriate, I'm...

I'd really like to say a few words for her.

She would've really liked that.

Lord, bless these two.

Keep their souls.

For we will join them one day, in your ever-loving Mercy.

Amen.

Amen.

I tried to do that so many times,

but I could never find the words.

Blessed are those who mourn.

That belonged to my brother.

The living need this more than the dead.

Here.

You kept it loaded.

Guess you named some trust after all.

Well, I'll be following that ridge

up there for a few days.

Thank you.

You want some help with that?

No.

Well, it looks like you brought half your cabin with you.

Would've brought more if I could.

Hated leaving all mom's books.

Don't worry, we've got a few of our own back in the village.

It's real nice what you did,

burying your people back there.

Lot of folks don't do that anymore.

I couldn't find David's body.

The Lord doesn't need his body to keep his soul.

Get down.

Shh.

Come.

I've never been that close to one before.

Even the Changed that killed my brother.

They're not Changed.

Then what are they?

They're men.

We call them the Berserkers.

Strange to see them this far out of the city, though.

So they're pretending?

They worship the legend of The Changing.

If they could, I'm sure they'd infect themselves.

We need to keep moving.

Do you remember anything about the old world?

I was young...

Borg.

What I have are just flashes.

Don't know whether they're true or...

just things I made up after the fact.

My parents were professors at a university.

And they came out to the woods to study...

primitive survival.

Hmm.

My mom was pregnant with my brother at the time.

She said she wanted to do it without modern medicine.

She used to tell me all of her friends thought she had a screw loose.

What happened to your dad?

They raised my brother.

Had me.

But my dad got sick.

Happened on a run to the city.

I was only a baby, but my mom said

that he turned into something that...

wasn't human anymore.

A wild man.

And she killed him to protect us.

My, uh, parents, they...

they brought me into these woods to survive.

But they were stubborn.

Wanted to take back what was ours.

So they left me here with my grandpa

and never came back.

By then the sickness was under control,

the monsters slain.

But people become their own kind of monster.

Do you think the Berserkers killed them?

That or...

maybe they just thought they'd be better off

without a kid to tie them down.

Don't ever think like that.

Aah! Aah!

Peter!

Uhh!

Berserkers?

No, it's not their style.