the RRF is a wee bit angry with us...

You are at Bateson Street.

Somebody has spraypainted BARHAH! BARHAH! BARHAH! BARHAH! BARHAH! BARHAH! onto a wall.

There is a mob of twelve zombies here. You recognise DeadMeat111, Doctor 21, Firemen Blaze, Rick Fury, SantaCruzTerry and Raving Lunatic amongst them.

There are two dead bodies here.

You say "Hi everyone we are moving to You say hahaha looks like we got their attention! gotta love it, the RRF is a wee bit angry with us... hahahah! OK, let's move north, Matraves Crescent PD north of here, if you can't get a revive here we'll get you there..."

Following standard procedures, you press the syringe into the back of the zombie's neck and pump the glittering serum into its brain and spinal cord.

There is a thin pneumatic hiss, and the zombie staggers forward, limbs shuddering, before slumping to the floor as if dead. Doctor 21's skin shivers for a moment, and the contents of the syringe begin their slow, molecular work.

Following standard procedures, you press the syringe into the back of the zombie's neck and pump the glittering serum into its brain and spinal cord.

There is a thin pneumatic hiss, and the zombie staggers forward, limbs shuddering, before slumping to the floor as if dead. Raving Lunatic's skin shivers for a moment, and the contents of the syringe begin their slow, molecular work.

Following standard procedures, you press the syringe into the back of the zombie's neck and pump the glittering serum into its brain and spinal cord.

There is a thin pneumatic hiss, and the zombie staggers forward, limbs shuddering, before slumping to the floor as if dead. Firemen Blaze's skin shivers for a moment, and the contents of the syringe begin their slow, molecular work.