The Red Weed (Part 1) (Life Begins Again Version)

[Journalist]:
Next day, the dawn was a brilliant fiery red and I wandered though the weird and lurid landscape of another planet; for the vegetation which gives Mars its red appearance had taken root on Earth. As Man had succumbed to the Martians, so our land now succumbed to the Red Weed...

[Journalist]:
Wherever there was a stream, the Red Weed clung and grew with frightening voraciousness, its claw-like fronds choking the movement of the water, and then it bеgan to creep like a slimy red animal across the land, covеring field and ditch and tree and hedgerow with living scarlet feelers, crawling, crawling!

[Journalist]:
It was impossible to recognise the route that I had taken only yesterday, so engulfed it was by the Red Weed, it was like walking on gigantic blood drops. I kept to the road after that, walking steadily towards London, and I knew a terrible fear. The Red Weed had formed a crimson blanket over our world and had threatened to smother all of mankind

[Journalist]:
I suddenly noticed the body of a parson lying on the ground in a ruined churchyard. I felt unable to leave him to the mercy of the red weed, and decided to bury him, decently. I gazed down sadly at his ravaged face, and then reeled with shock as his eyes flickered open, He was alive!

[Claire Richards (Beth)]:
Nathaniel! Nathaniel!