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Standing in silence in theof a first floor bedroom, Nathan Holmes and Steve Richards watched the convoy of survivors disappear into the night &039;They&039;re bloody idiots,&039; Hol their ti Hollanced over his shoulder and looked at the otherback to look out of theagain To his left he could see the fading taillights of the trucks and the van Hundreds of staggering bodies followed pointlessly in the wake of the vehicles To his right the huge blaze at the other end of the university co to draw thousands upon thousands of cadavers to the scene

He glanced back at Richards again &039;Okay, mate, you ready?&039; he asked Richards nodded and sniffed &039;Going to be a good night, this is&039; Hol on the back of a nearby chair He put the jacket on and did up the zip Still crying, Richards pulled on a warm fleece &039;Sure you&039;re up for this?&039; Richards nodded again The two men left the room and walked down the dark and silent corridor to the staircase Together, they then round floor They stopped at an inconspicuousin the corner of a similarly dark and inconspicuous room Holmes turned to face Richards &039;Pub or club?&039; he asked Richards o on to a club later&039; &039;The Crown or The Lazy Fox?&039; Richards thought for a moment

&039;The Crown It&039;s closer&039; Grinning, Holently teased open thein front of the the outside wall of the building momentarily he climbed up onto the sill and jurown flower bed Richards followed close behind Filled with fear and nerves, and knowing that this wasand began to cry again &039;Think about it this way,&039; Holht, they&039;ve got nothing left to look forward to except ot it et harder and harder for the rest of theet easier for us&039; Hole of a narrow pathway &039;Nathan, I&039; Richards began &039;Trust an to jog away fro into a sprint as Hol to be left behind

The two ed fro road which ar with bodies As the number of bodies around hi his way through the rancid crowds Driven by a coust, Richardscorpse after corpse out of his way After reaching the far side of the carriageway, Holmes turned left into another wide and silent street and headed for the shadowy ree pub which occupied a prominent position on the corner of two once busywith exhaustion fro entrance door, followed seconds later by Richards &039;Okay?&039; he asked Richards was bent over double with his hands on his knees, fighting to catch his breath

&039;I&039;m okay,&039; he replied The now faainst the outside of the door an to pile tables, chairs, cigaretteelse he could find in front of the entrance to prevent the odious corpses fro their way inside Richards walked deeper into the building The pub was empty It had been closed when the disaster had happened

&039;What are you drinking?&039; he asked as he walked around to the back of the bar &039;Anything you can lay your hands on,&039; Holh a gap in the mountain of furniture he had just created and watched as the sickly cadavers in the street tried hopelessly to force their way into the building As Richards busied hied two leather armchairs across the room and set them in front of a fireplace, one on either side He smashed a table and stool and built up a fire in the hearth with the splintered wood Richards carried several bottles of spirits over and sat down He poured the across the rooars and boxes of matches from a display at the back of the bar

&039;I don&039;t shed &039;You should start,&039; Holrinned &039;Last chance, ar, took off the cellophane wrapper and lit it After lighting the fire using bar towels soaked in whiskey as a fuse, Holmes did the salow and began to drink &039;This is as good as it&039;s going to get,&039; Holonis the previous days and weeks &039;All you have to do now,&039; he continued, &039;is drink and sh because they&039;re going to get in at so, we&039;ll just drink soain The drink quickly began to take the edge off the pain &039;Bloody hell, they&039;re already at the s,&039; he said

Holmes looked up and saw that there were countless shadowy shapes swarlass He could still hear the bodies clattering and banging against the front door If the noise didn&039;t attract theht from the fire certainly would &039;Drink up,&039; he said, &039;and think yourself lucky Tonight everyone else is either dead or on the run We&039;re in the best place we could be&039; Richards didn&039;t know if he agreed The more he drank, however, the more he realised he didn&039;t care It took just over an hour for the crowd outside to build to such a size that sheer pressure forced them inside

A street levelbehind and to the right of Hollass and a hundred bodies spilling into the pub Already too drunk to react or fight, the twofilled with rotting flesh