You are inside Fort Creedy gatehouse, standing beneath an overhang from the military complex's main wall. The building has been completely ransacked, and has fallen into ruin. Thick trails of dried blood run across the walls and floor, smeared over by fresher splashes. The gates hang open at uneven angles.

Somebody has spraypainted th# %n*wer to #ife, *he u%*##*se# #nd @#%@y@#in#! onto a wall. The graffiti has been obscured by smears of gore.

There is a mob of twenty other zombies here, two of them from your horde. You recognise Skawngur, Dr Isitgonahurt, Z0MB0N1, The Cool Ghoul, install linux, Xeyseir, Anneth Forsythe, ledicious, High Powered Mutant, Cyper Lagon, Convidererer, Lindsey Lohan, Miss Smith, Zuma, fuzzy friend, TrevorTheHorse and Harman Bargar amongst them.

There is a dead body here. It's Mike Cronis.