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to you. Depends how quickly you can finish yourself off.”
I started to question him more but at that moment Blake raised the butt of his rifle and rammed it hard into the bridge of my nose, shattering it across my face. Stars appeared before my eyes and I fell to the floor. I don’t know if I lost consciousness but certainly I missed something because the next thing I knew there was a flashing explosion followed by screaming and the shuffling of undead feet. I looked up to see both guard and inmate fleeing in panic from the revenants, who had somehow managed to breach the fences which now lay flat on the ground and were pouring through the gaps and into the waste-ground. They were coming in at all ends. The prisoners dropped their shovels and ran, not realising they were surrounded. The guards fired off their weapons but it was all a drop in the ocean. I charged to the top of the stands but knew it could only be a delaying tactic. I realised at once what had happened. Blake had opened the gates and allowed them in, creating just the distraction he needed to make his own escape and indeed over it all I heard the purr of an engine and I looked down to see the unmistakable outline of Blake sat at the wheel of one of the dumper trucks. As I watched he accelerated away, through the revenants, running them over without hesitation. There were not so many of them of course. Most had already poured into the stadium and I saw at once what had happened. I leapt to my feet straight away, although my head screamed at me, drew upon a survival instinct I didn’t know I still possessed and ran with the others, away from the revenants and back inside the stadium. I ran and as I ran I thought and planned. I sprinted ahead to the end of the stadium, turned and looked around. There was no way out. The revenants were coming in at all angles. At that moment a revenant staggered towards me, its drooling mouth fixated upon my flesh. I ripped one of the plastic chairs from its hinges and parried the beast away as best I could. The revenant staggered back and I took the opportunity to throw out my foot and sending it flying back down the stone steps. One down, nine hundred and ninety nine more to go. I looked around and realised straight away that the only way was up. I rushed up to the metal pillar at the front of the stand and leapt on to it then started climbing up with all my strength. I felt the icy grip of a revenant upon my bare heel and I kicked out for all I worse worth and slid about a foot down. Turning around I saw a multitude of revenants converging upon me. I tried desperately to focus, seized on my energy reserves and shot upwards once more towards the roof. Once there it was an agonising struggle to find leverage on the roof and afterwards I pulled myself up, took in my breath and surveyed the terrible scene below. The revenants had poured into the stadium so that no more ground could be seen. As I watched I saw my fellow prisoners dashing this way and that before realising they were surrounded. I saw men I had lived with for years seized and torn apart and yet there was nothing I could do to help them. Their piercing screams for help carried over to my vantage point even over the moans of the undead hordes. For the revenants it was just one mass bundle for human flesh. It is small mercy, I thought to myself, that there will be nothing left of my comrades for them to turn.

I knew I had to get to the countryside. Anybody still left in the town was either dead or wandering the streets in search of flesh. But first I needed to get down from this damned roof. I walked the length and breadth but there was no way through the sea of revenants. There was nothing for me here on the roof of the stadium and I was not prepared to let the cold or the hunger get to me before the revenants. I travelled the length of the roof, looking down, searching for a break in the sea of the swarm but there was none. At least they could not climb up here to