Despair

Two months have passed. The ladies and five of the seven are out in the peace of the countryside, soaking up the last of the autumn sunshine and finding something close to contentment.

Except for Bayleigh. She’s bored out of her mind and knows they can’t sit on their arses forever.
Then there’s Luke. Two months of sitting around and he still doesn’t have a clue what to do. And now he’s avoiding Bayleigh, instead of doing what he would have done before the Father took his balls away.

Jackson is preparing to hunt. He’s spoken to God and knows his mission. The path before him is clear. He is God’s will on Earth. Blah blah bla--, oh no, hang on a second. There’s something else waiting for Jackson, something quite wonderful.

Dave is mad. Not just a little bit bonkers. He’s several waves, in fact, he’s pretty much a sea short of a shipwreck. But that’s okay, because he’s got cereals, and the rats, and someone to blame.

And Alex? Well, he’s got his end away, so that’s something.

Two months have passed, but the future is closing in. The end game is coming, and it’s not just Luke who has to choose a side.