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enough I rounded the corner to be greeted with the sight of a veritable swarm. Revenants in front of me, revenants behind. I had nowhere else to go and I certainly wasn’t going to duck into another one of the side roads and spend another nightmare few weeks creeping from loft to loft. There was nothing for it. I sprinted over to the van, leapt in, started it up and accelerated and drove as fast as I could. The undead hit the bodywork hard, for I ploughed through them in a straight line as I went. One such body completely cracked the windscreen. I ducked down and was grateful when the thing bounced overhead. I heard something scrape along the ground, most likely the bumper and I immediately slowed down. Hit the revenants at speed head on and I would soon wreck the car. I needed to control my aggression and make it safely through the streets, for I was unlikely to get another chance. From then on I tried to avoid hitting the revenants wherever possible, rather I drove around them as best I could and nudged them down from the side.
    Negotiating the streets was even harder what with all the piled up cars and the debris all over the road. From time to time I saw evidence of a battle where survivors had clearly attempted to make a stand. I saw bodies lying rotting on the floor with their skulls completely caved in or else knives or other sharp instruments sticking out of their heads and yet after all this time I still saw no signs of human life.
    The revenants came up behind me, lumbered into the vehicle. I looked into my rear mirror and saw an entire swarm in pursuit. I accelerated as best I could, praying I didn’t come to an insurmountable obstacle. In time the streets began to thin out and I got the distinct impression I was close to freedom. I saw the last row of houses and beyond that trees. Suddenly the bodies cleared and beyond that trees and open spaces. No more revenants lined the roads. Now there was nothing except trees and hedges with wide open fields in between.
    I followed the signs for what I thought were villages. When I got to the busier roads I turned and travelled along on the pavement for cars still blocked the roads from where the living had tried to flee. For the first time I was out on the open road, for the first time in seven years I was a free man. Or was I?
    17 . Grant drives until the truck runs out of petrol – 286 (801)
I drove as fast as I could, trying to put as much distance between myself and the town as possible. The truck itself was in a hell of a state after I had dashed it against the swarm earlier. The engine was making a labouring noise and black smoke was seeping out from the bonnet. And yet still, by some miracle, it kept going. I looked out for other vehicles but all those I found were either wedged in ditches, destroyed or surrounded by revenants. I do not mind admitting I had been given quite a scare by the creature in the bedroom earlier and I did not want to risk another confrontation unless absolutely necessary. I drove around in circles, turning around when I came to built up areas and small towns which were invariably packed with the undead. I had no map and no clear idea as to where I was going. In this I was as helpless as the revenants. Of intelligent, reasonable life there was not a sign. I tried the radio but all that came through was static. At least I was out of the town but the revenants were still thick in places. As soon as they saw me they came after me, were attracted to human life like a magnet. They did not heed my vehicle or the road. Sometimes they came out so thick on the road I simply turned the truck around and went back the way I had come. With the engine in such a precarious state I did not want to risk too many collisions. I assumed that as time went on they would disperse further afield from the formerly built up settlements in search of living meat.

I looked out for places where I might find shelter but now I had the truck I assumed I had the leisure