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Nyns yw res dhis mos.langbot langbot
Then his heart sank for fear and dread, and he cried to his host: “Take me from this place! I recognise the dancers; they’re all dead. Why have you brought them from their graves?”
Yma lost hir dhe’m ki.langbot langbot
CHARLES AND PAUL “Well, at the very least, old chap, your brother’s table manners are appalling.” This, in Charlespeak, was a dire insult, the worst he could summon in the circumstances. “Sorry, Charles, there was nothing personal, you understand. He just thought you were lunch,” said I as apologetically as I could. David loitered in the background and repeated the ‘disgust-grunt’ at the suggestion of eating Charles (which, fortunately, Charles did not understand.) “Very well, Oliver, Our Royal Majesty shall overlook this most egregious insult to our person,” said Charles, adopting his most haughty manner. “We shall speak no more of it.” “And really, Oliver,” Charles continued. “Your Roundheads have been behaving in the most beastly way ...” My Roundheads? “...Yfaith, my fine young Cavaliers have been treated very poorly, very poorly indeed.” His Cavaliers? I looked to Paul (whom I now recognised). Paul had emerged from the crypt once he realised David’s attack was over. “You would be Oliver Cromwell?” he asked tentatively. I shrugged. That’s what Charles had always called me. “And, may I take it that your brother has naturally become a general in the Roundhead army?” Behind Charles’ back, Paul nodded and smiled in an exaggerated fashion, suggesting that I ‘play along’. He pointed to Charles, now seated and recovering from his ordeal at David’s hands.
Yth esen vy ow kwari.langbot langbot
“I said, soldier, ‘I will see you later,” said the Sergeant. The driver of the second jeep saluted and drove off slowly. We walked swiftly to David’s cell and were allowed admittance by a third guard. David was, at that time, the only prisoner and so there was only one guard inside the prison. Three guards for one prisoner might seem like over-kill but, unless I missed my guess, the prison was about to have a major influx of additional prisoners from the rioting that was taking place within the parade ground area. When we reached the cell, we found David was slumped and torpid in a corner. “Hey, shithead!” I yelled. And, with that, David roused and gave his accustomed morning groan. (You might stretch and scratch your bum first thing in the morning but zombies have a different practice. Their morning groan is very specific to the morning, much higher pitched than any daytime groans. Immediately recognisable.) David looked at me and I felt an instant pang deep in my guts. It was one of those brother-connection things again, I suppose. A gut-feeling, even. He jumped to his feet and started to roar. In relief? In celebration? Who knows? In any event, I needed to get him under control and I needed to do so immediately. The guard opened the cell door at the Sergeant’s (not Ingrid’s) direction and I entered quickly. I slapped David’s face very hard. (“Hello, brother dear” it was not) – and the roaring instantly stopped. Had I hurt his feelings? Probably – at least, the gut- pang immediately increased in intensity. Ouch!) “We gotta move, Dave,” I hissed – and then David understood that I needed his full and unquestioning co-operation. I took his hand, as if I were leading a small child. He acquiesced. At the same time, the Sergeant (who was a pretty big unit) quietly overwhelmed and disarmed the third guard. Both he and Ingrid tied him up and gagged him. (He was not hurt.) There was a second door to the building which was routinely kept locked and barricaded – but it did not long remain so, once Ingrid had taken the guard’s set of keys. (At the time, I thought it was a fire hazard to keep it locked anyway. Yes, a bit strange to think that just then but, ...)
Yw homma agan ostel?langbot langbot
Though we could not yet see it, I guessed that a heavy machine gun had been placed opposite the exit and it was systematically mowing down the beasts who were trying to escape that way. Abruptly, the helicopter gunships departed – for no reason that was readily discernible. “That can’t be good,” I thought. “Why would these most potent weapons suddenly leave the field of battle with the job not yet done?”(Vercingetorix’ mistake?) The chatter of other machine guns started up, further away, on both sides of the campus – and, faintly, others more distant than that. I guessed that all exits from the campus had now been blocked. Somehow, the zombies had been herded here (how?) and, now that the acres that comprised the main campus of Melbourne University were full to bursting point with tens of thousands of them, the trap had been snapped shut. There was no escaping and they were being wiped out from the air and from the ground. “That’s one way of clearing a route from the port,” I thought. I supposed that’s what they were doing – but who could know for sure? The zombies who had pressed forward to the exit – and had not yet been cut down in the hail of bullets – started to retreat, back in the direction of the cricket oval. This made for an even greater crush of panicky bodies. Then came a growing rumble from the air. None of the zombies paid it any heed – but I recognised what it was. Little wonder that the helicopter gunships had moved away. They were making way for a far more potent weapon in the form of an approaching jet plane. Not good news. For a moment, I naively thought it might have been a passenger service but, of course, it was not. The sound of the jet engine was quite different. Though I could not see it, the rate at which the rumble was growing suggested the plane was flying fast and low. Time for ‘Plan B’. I tugged on David’s hand and roughly pulled him sideways – out of the main flow of the throng and towards the rounded tower of St. Hilda’s college. Within a few short seconds, there was a blinding flash and a deafening ‘foomph!’
Ny allav y weles.langbot langbot
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