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Written by：Grégory Cadu/Mathieu Guerineau/Guillaume Chiron/Cyril Chesse/Yohan Landry/DR

My name is Ruth Collins

I was married

I lost my husband

You are alone

You were married

Yes

Children

A daughter

Don't touch me

You must be hungry

I'll fix you some dinner

Don't touch me

Don't touch me

What are you doing

You know you should eat

I can't

Don't touch me

Please stop

Stop it please

You you are making me sick

You are infected

No

You think I'm one of them

You will be

Don't touch me

Infected systems are allergic to garlic

Don't touch me

You've made up your mind just because I

You can't change the facts by talking

Facts what facts

That I got sick

I've had a sensitive stomach all my life

I saw my husband killed

Torn to pieces right in front of our house

I've been wandering ever since

Hiding at night

Not eating more than scraps

Sick with mourning sick with fear unable to sleep

Then you shout at me

You chase me across the field hit me

Drag me to this house and to top it all

When I get sick

Because you shove a piece of reeking garlic in my face

You tell me I'm infected

Where are you going

Let me go

You can't go out there now let me go

In a few minutes the streets will be full of them

Let me go I don't care

At least let me give you a blood test

And now 12 long hours before the sun will rise

And drive them back to darkness

And now 12 long hours before the sun will rise

And drive them back to darkness