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&039;Jesus,&039; Michael hissed as he stared down from thein Em things co in by the second There are bloody thousands of the with Carl who lay ot up and walked over to where Michael stood and glanced down over his shoulder into the farht - there was already a dense crowd of hundreds of detestable figures surrounding the house and their nu constantly They continually poured in through the gap where the gate on the bridge had been

&039;Why do they keep co?&039; she asked under her breath &039;We caht there would be fewer of the here?&039; She knew that Michael couldn&039;t give her any definite answers to her questions, but she felt a need to ask anyway

&039;I don&039;t know,&039; he replied &039;I still think it&039;s got to be the noise&039;

&039;But we&039;ve not beenany noise&039;

&039;We have compared to the rest of the world Christ, how h this? The whole planet is bloody silent Every time one of us moves you must be able to hear it for miles around&039;

&039;So the sound of the car engines&039;

&039;Keeps attracting them And even when the sound dies down, I think they&039;re staying close because they knoe&039;re nearby&039;

&039;Do you really think so?&039;

He nodded sadly

&039;It would explain why there are so many of them around here noouldn&039;t it?&039;

&039;So if we stay indoors and keep quiet and out of sight for a while then they should&039;

He shook his head with a resigned sadness

&039;I don&039;t think that&039;s going to work anyhed

&039;Why not?&039;

Rather than answer her, Michael instead just opened the bedroo noise as he pushed the stickingopen caused a ripple of excite crowd below

&039;Just listen to that,&039; he whispered

Emma did as she was told, and was soon aware of a cold, alien sound co of weary, leaden feet, the occasional guttural groan, the sound of clu - each individually insignificant noise co soundtrack

&039;It&039;s too late for us to just sit still and play dead now,&039; Michael explained &039;It&039;s got to the stage where they&039;remore and more of them here And with a crowd of this size, it doesn&039;tto keep coardless&039;

As realisation dawned, Emma stepped back from the , sat down on a chair and rested her head in her hands

&039;So what do we do now?&039; she asked anxiously

Michael didn&039;t answer

A heavy and ominous quiet descended on the rooroaned in pain

&039;How you doing?&039; Michael asked, his voice still a hushed whisper

Carl didn&039;t respond Emma stood up and leant over the injured ht for a second or two and then walked back over to Michael

&039;It&039;s difficult to say how he is,&039; she sighed, whispering so that Carl couldn&039;t hear her &039;He&039;s exhausted and he&039;s still in shock He doesn&039;t look too badly injured physically, but he&039;s really suffering&039;

&039;Has he said anything to you?&039;

&039;What about?&039;

Michael closed theand lass

&039;About what he found in the city if he ever got there? And why he came back if he did?&039;

She shook her head

&039;He hasn&039;t said anything I think we should&039;

Michael wasn&039;t listening He walked over to the side of the bed and knelt down next to Carl Carl didn&039;t respond He lay there

&039;Mate,&039; Michael began cautiously &039;Carl, can you hear me?&039;

He sed painfully and nodded

&039;You okay?&039;

&039;No,&039; he answered, his voice tired and little more than a whisper