You are lying outside your safehouse Fort Creedy gatehouse, twin guard posts overlooking a pair of heavy metal gates that block the road into the military base. The gates have been very heavily barricaded - you can see no way to enter.

Somebody has spraypainted %*s@ *tron%#*%# of *a@ % *a*l @o% #e*p onto a wall. The graffiti has been obscured by smears of gore.

There is a mob of twenty zombies here. You recognise Scubton^r- and Gogorat^r- amongst them.

There are forty-two dead bodies here. Six of them smell strange. You recognise Bassmasta16^r- amongst them.