Hiya.
It's nice to 'see' you.
I've just explored the nearby town of Staines.
Well, it should really be called Blood Staines by the state of it. Putrid congealed red stuff everywhere.
It's almost as if the outbreak started there. It's a wreck.
Let's be fair, it is a major local town, so there are more undead there... but...
Leaving decomposing flesh on the street is thoughtless. Those maggot-filled limbs are only encouraging the horde!
For your own good, residents of Staines safehouses, please just hose off the pavement once in a while!
Apparently London is quite body-free. Probably since that's where Anti-Zombie HQ is.
I should go to our pre-apocalypse capital city sometime soon. Sunday, maybe.
Living people are still there. It's not a deathtrap, more of an obstacle course... with infinite ice cream at the end.
You heard me. Infinite. Ice cream.
Okay, I'm exaggerating. Surviving conditions are still terrible, but it's actually quite safe there!...
Unless it's been overrun by infected recently.
I hope not.
A whole group of us are going, so we should be safe if we stick together. We should be...
Many people with guns are more likely to fend off waves of undead than just a couple.
So the theory goes, anyway.
Oh, this will be quite fun, and, I'm sure I'll get something out of my visit, it's just...
Riding into London on Sunday will probably mean I can't do my regular Badminton...
Really. I'm serious. Being a committed player is important to me... Oh, go on then, judge me.
Yeah, I need to think about this... I'll publish my results tomorrow...
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