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New still of Ellen Page in zombie horror ‘The Third Wave’

Bloody Disgusting has a brand new image of Ellen Page (Hard Candy) in post Zombie era drama The Third Wave, which is heading to the Cannes market.

In Irish director David Freyne‘s directorial debut, the film “Unfolds in the aftermath of a devastating virus which transformed the infected into zombie-like monsters. Mankind is struggling to rebuild societies deeply divided between the uninfected and those who did succumb to the virus and are still haunted by their violent actions. In the backdrop, the rise of a terrorist movement threatens to plunge the world into chaos again.”

( FEMALE CHARACTER CHALLENGE ) » a supporting female character ⋆ ariadne —  inception

ellenpage: Losing my shit. @katemara finally followed me on instagram. I want to thank all of my friends, family and fans for the support through this journey.

Dubs began to panic, opening his hand repeatedly and closing it into a fist. However, his efforts to close the black hole only seemed to cause it to grow outward. He could feel the gravitational pull, but was not pulled in unlike pieces of the barricade, a blue postal box, and a few garbage cans. He swallowed and looked with terror in his eyes to Meredith who had joined him on the other other side of the crowd barrier. 

❝Back up, Mere… I don’t want you to pulled in by this thing.❞ He held his other hand out beside him in an attempt to keep her from coming closer. ❝It’s a… the center is a gravitational singularity. A huge mass in a small space…❞ He heart froze and it pulsed even larger and the air around them was filled with the sound of creaking metal from the tall building directly beside him. 

        ❝It’s a black hole.❞

Mere eyed the Monstrosity that was growing with terror, “You get away, too!” She commanded. Her heart caught up in her throat, and now was not the time to have a panic attack or flashback. While her brain tried to scramble together the situation, she focused hard on her breathing.

She turned to start shouting for people to get back. Where was Shay or Kat when they were needed. Mere focused on projecting large letters stating “BACK UP” in stop sign red in Spanish, English, and German. With that taken care of- the general population, she gestured to Dubs, working specifically on Dubs now.

Dubs’ gaze shifted among the expressions of the crowd, allowing their rage to fuel him. He could feel the pull of the gravity within the center of the black hole, but he found himself distracted by the fear and concern present on the faces that surrounded him. His brow furrowed.

Something was very wrong. They were not supposed to fear the power. Those that put themselves on the wrong side of history were the ones that should be afraid. 

❝Why do you fear when you can FIGHT?!❞

At the sound of a familiar voice, his eyes quickly moved towards Meredith. Her face seemed contorted in terror and he followed her eyes to his expression of power finding it to have grown even larger than he’d intended or expected. He couldn’t help the small smirk that played at his lips. 

                 ❝I’m really doing it…❞ 

He muttered to himself before conceding to the fact that he had to end this. He’d made his point and it was time to pack up. ❝Alright. Alright… I’m just showing the world that we are not the ones who should be running…❞ And with that, he closed his hand, expected the black hole to close as well. 

                                                However, it did not.

Meredith couldn’t tell if she needed to put herself on the other side of the barricade and risk a full out riot, or stand at the front of what could easily turn into a full out stampede.

Even within the community there ran fear. Some things, some basically harmless ability, like flight, were commonplace and not feared. Meredith’s mind whirled with a basic and probably flawed, general interpretation of science, trying to understand what in Hell Dubs had just went to create.

Whatever it was, it wasn’t stopping, and the first thing Meredith thought was that it was time to put some of that good old, terror fueled training to good use. Flagging someone to help her over the barricade, saying with more force than she felt that “I’m with him,” the entire time, she got as close to Dubs as she could with the platform and general height difference.

◪ OPEN

❝Revolution is messy, but now is the time to STAND!❞

Dubs stood with a growing crows a few blocks from the current primary protest speaker. Around him was a ground of increasingly agitated Evos and humans alike. Sweat dripped from his brow from the exertion of energy mixed with the heat of the sun. He held is hand out beside him and a  small circle, absent of any light began to grow. He glanced over, grinning at the fruition of his black hole research before looking back to the crowd.

❝They mark us!❞             ❝They push us down!❞                         ❝It’s OUR turn to push BACK!❞

It wasn’t safe, but it was safer than being on the other side. Her side, the Evos, had purpose. The other side had hate.

Eventually she ended up being shuffled nearer to the front- no doubt to the unmistakable limp she’d started sporting after being all day on her feet, and her petite stature.