Survivers

This is not a drill.

Please stay indoors.

Help is on its way.

Help is on its way...

Hey, how do you spell "survivor"?

With an "o" or an "e"?

It doesn't matter. We could even make up a language.

English, Spanish, Elvish...

Alright, got it.

This thing is killing me. I'm taking it off.

- Are you mad? - The instructions were clear.

Precisely! Let's review them.

One: electrical clouds colliding on the morning of December 21.

Two: toxic gas emission.

Three: world-wide drop of temperatures.

Four: zone zero free of gas by 9 p.m.

That was over half an hour ago. That's enough.

What if we voted?

Humanity is dead, it could be the New World Assembly.

One persone, one vote.

No tie possible.

What kind of moron are you?

You live next to a Decathlon so you play the cool guy

with your neoprene suit and your RoboCop helmet.

But I can't breathe with this plastic. That's enough!

Exactly, if we set up a quarantine protocol...

That's bullshit! It's fine.

There we go. Now we're talking.

Chickenshits!

Maybe he's right.

Maybe we can remove our helmet. It's rather uncomfortable.

My calculation for the security protocol said 9:35 p.m.