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Authors: Frank Tayell
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be distributed at the muster points first we kept the cities from emptying. Even with the influx of troops from overseas, if they'd left en masse there's no way we could have stopped people from flocking to the countryside . For over a week people stayed at home. They queued for food and some queued for the dentists, above all they waited.
And whilst Britain waited, the world collapsed. Rioting consumed Europe as those from the Mediterranean countries headed north, towards the illusory security of the cold. Why they thought that would help them I can't say, clearly none of them had seen the footage from Canada. Those from Eastern Europe headed south apparently seeking food. Great waves of refugees collided all over the continent, unable to find food, shelter or protection. With them went the infection.
Some military units from the northern coastal regions of Denmark and Germany headed North West to Greenland, joining elements of the Scandinavian military and evacuees from Canada and the North Eastern US. Others had had the same idea and this small group, well armed though it was, was overwhelmed by waves of refugees from across the Americas, all heading for one of the largest coastlines in the world, in a land famous for barren desolation.
China descended into anarchy as the ill-prepared city dwelling millions headed for the illusory safety of the countryside. North Korea began an artillery barrage of the South, after Kim claimed the whole thing was an elaborate US hoax. Having to divide their forces prevented the South Koreans from properly dealing with the infection and by the time the barrage was over it was an army of the undead marching through the mine fields in the DMZ, reaching Pyongyang about the same time as the first waves of the living dead from China waded through the Tumen river.
New Zealand evacuated to the North Island, Australia to Tasmania. Theirs was a more ruthless form of evacuation, taking only a select few of the general population and sinking any ships approaching, whether they came from the mainland or from elsewhere. South Africa tried implementing a similar plan using Madagascar, but they weren't the only ones. That island nation soon descended into a bloody four way war before the number of infected outnumbered the living and the war turned into a battle for survival.
Very little of this final curtain call of civilisation was broadcast in the UK, most of what I learnt came from Sholto, or rather I culled it from the files he sent. Gigabyte after gigabyte of raw video, audio recordings of calls, satellite images, emails and pictures. I’m certain he didn't have time to go through it himself, he must have just grabbed all that he could from wherever he could and sent it on. I went through some of it, enough to get an overview, but I thought, and I still do, that there will be enough time in the future to go through it and create a proper archive of the end.
By the time Jen made that final broadcast, almost two weeks after the first scenes were broadcast from New York, announcing that the evacuation would start the next day, countries the world over had fallen. All that were left were towns and villages, hamlets and houses, barricaded and held against zombies and refugees alike. They were isolated and alone as the power failed and that once mighty global communication system finally collapsed.
For my tenants the muster point was a golf course near Farningham in Kent. That's about twenty miles from here and further than any Londoner would usually walk in a month, let alone in a day. But what other choice did they have except to stay and starve in the dark.
The roads along the designated routes had been fenced in and split into lanes. The left lane was for cyclists, the second was for those on foot, the third was for the buses that would run up and down and collect those who couldn’t walk any further. All travel except on the designated fenced in routes was banned. Those found outside
And whilst Britain waited, the world collapsed. Rioting consumed Europe as those from the Mediterranean countries headed north, towards the illusory security of the cold. Why they thought that would help them I can't say, clearly none of them had seen the footage from Canada. Those from Eastern Europe headed south apparently seeking food. Great waves of refugees collided all over the continent, unable to find food, shelter or protection. With them went the infection.
Some military units from the northern coastal regions of Denmark and Germany headed North West to Greenland, joining elements of the Scandinavian military and evacuees from Canada and the North Eastern US. Others had had the same idea and this small group, well armed though it was, was overwhelmed by waves of refugees from across the Americas, all heading for one of the largest coastlines in the world, in a land famous for barren desolation.
China descended into anarchy as the ill-prepared city dwelling millions headed for the illusory safety of the countryside. North Korea began an artillery barrage of the South, after Kim claimed the whole thing was an elaborate US hoax. Having to divide their forces prevented the South Koreans from properly dealing with the infection and by the time the barrage was over it was an army of the undead marching through the mine fields in the DMZ, reaching Pyongyang about the same time as the first waves of the living dead from China waded through the Tumen river.
New Zealand evacuated to the North Island, Australia to Tasmania. Theirs was a more ruthless form of evacuation, taking only a select few of the general population and sinking any ships approaching, whether they came from the mainland or from elsewhere. South Africa tried implementing a similar plan using Madagascar, but they weren't the only ones. That island nation soon descended into a bloody four way war before the number of infected outnumbered the living and the war turned into a battle for survival.
Very little of this final curtain call of civilisation was broadcast in the UK, most of what I learnt came from Sholto, or rather I culled it from the files he sent. Gigabyte after gigabyte of raw video, audio recordings of calls, satellite images, emails and pictures. I’m certain he didn't have time to go through it himself, he must have just grabbed all that he could from wherever he could and sent it on. I went through some of it, enough to get an overview, but I thought, and I still do, that there will be enough time in the future to go through it and create a proper archive of the end.
By the time Jen made that final broadcast, almost two weeks after the first scenes were broadcast from New York, announcing that the evacuation would start the next day, countries the world over had fallen. All that were left were towns and villages, hamlets and houses, barricaded and held against zombies and refugees alike. They were isolated and alone as the power failed and that once mighty global communication system finally collapsed.
For my tenants the muster point was a golf course near Farningham in Kent. That's about twenty miles from here and further than any Londoner would usually walk in a month, let alone in a day. But what other choice did they have except to stay and starve in the dark.
The roads along the designated routes had been fenced in and split into lanes. The left lane was for cyclists, the second was for those on foot, the third was for the buses that would run up and down and collect those who couldn’t walk any further. All travel except on the designated fenced in routes was banned. Those found outside
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