Train To Busan English Audio File - Now

Then the door broke.

He held the door with his back, arms stretched wide like a cross. The first infected reached him. He didn't scream. He just looked at Ji-ah and smiled.

She closed them. He put the gun to his own temple.

The soldiers fired once.

They ran. Seok-jin carrying Soo-min, pulling Ji-ah. Through car 11, 12, 13—each one a gallery of horrors. By car 15, only the three of them remained. By the final car, only Seok-jin and his daughter.

"Close your eyes, baby. Remember Mom's song."

They bit his arms, his neck, his back. But he kept running. Twenty steps. Thirty. Forty.

At Daejeon, they had to cross the roof. Dong-chul went first, smashing infected off with a crowbar. Ji-ah slipped. Seok-jin caught her wrist, dangling her over a sea of snapping teeth.

Soo-min looked back. "Dad? Dad, let's go home."