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English[en]
Darkness came and the cat’s eyes continued to glow in the dark. It was relatively quiet, the zombies largely torpid. Then came midnight. (The witching hour?) A number of new arrivals (all zombies, of course) came into the basement, young guys I’d never seen before. They were agitated, seemed to have been running. Then came some others – and, among them, older males, definitely non- students. They, too, were agitated. Where had they come from? I roused David – a bit more gently than had been my custom (no kicks this time round). I took his hand and pulled on it, suggesting we needed to go upstairs to see what was going on. This was one of my better moves, as it turned out. David sensed the agitation of the new arrivals – or so it seemed – and came willingly with me. Upstairs there were more new arrivals, many more – with still more pouring through the doors of Union House. The large foyer area was rapidly filling and soon it would be hard to get through the press in order to get outside. So, I made this a priority and my brother and I forced our way through, exiting via the Northern door. The sight that greeted us was astonishing – even for those times. There was a sea of zombies, thousands of them, filling North Court and extending beyond the Beaurepaire Centre (the pool and gymnasium). If fear and panic could be discerned in dead eyes, I could discern it there. David himself became panicky but I stuck with him and decided to lead him, by the hand, further away from the Union building – to see what was driving this crowd of zombies in our direction. Looking across the throng for the first time in the dim light, I could see they were of all ages and sizes (but, of course, there were no females at all). There were even a few children. I guessed they were mainly second and third-generation zombies, those that had been infected by the first wave which, as you may recall, was composed entirely of young men. Spawned away from the centre of the outbreak, something was driving them back to it.
Cornish[kw]
Y teuth an tewlder ha dewlagas an gathes a besya splanna ynno. Kosel lowr o an stevell hag y teuth ha bos an zombis heb gwayans. Ena, y teuth hanternos. (An our rag gwraghes?) Y teuth y’n selder nebes nowydh-devedhysi, zombis-oll heb mar, yonkers na vien nevra gwelys kyns. Amovyes ens i. Y fiens ow resek, dell heveli. Ena, y teuth nebes re erell – hag, yntredha, kottha gwer nag esa kyns- studhyoryon. Amovyes ens i keffrys. Dhiworth by le re dhothyens? My a sordyas Davydh – nebes moy yn tov es dell via ow gis y’n tor’ na (potyow vyth an prys ma). My a gemmeras y dhorn ha’y denna, rag profya dhodho bos edhomm mos war-vann rag gweles pyth esa ow hwarvos. Dre happ, an huni ma o onan a’m gwella troyow. Davydh a glywas amovyans an nowydh-devedhysi – po dell heveli – ha dos genev yn folonjedhek. Yth esa varr-van moy anedha, moy dres eghenn – ha hwath moy ow tos dre dharasow drehevyans an Kesunyans. Yth esa an sal-dhynnargh veur ow lenwel uskis hag, yn skon, y fia kales dhe dremena gwask an zombis rag mos yn-mes. Ytho, hemm o an poesekka tra ragov ha Davydh dhe wul. Ni a wrug agan fordh gans nerth dre an bush, ow kasa der an daras a’n gledhbarth An vu a’gan dynnerghis o marthys. Yth esa mor zombis, milyow anedha, ow lenwel Garth North hag owth omystynna dres Kresenn Beaurepaire (mayth esa poll neuvya ha’n omassayva). Mar kallen gweles own hag amovyans yn dewlagas marow, yth esen orth aga gweles ynna y’n tor’ na. Y teuth ha bos Davydh y honan amovyes mes y trigis ganso hag ervira y ledya, gans y dhorn, dhe le pella dhiworth drehevyans an Kesunyans – rag kavoes pyth esa ow chasya bush an zombis troha nyni. Ha my ow mires dres an bush an kynsa gweyth y’n hanter-tewlder, y hyllyn gweles bos zombis a vloedh oll, a vrastyow oll. (Byttegyns, nyns esa zombis benow vytholl.) Yth esa nebes fleghes hogen. My a dhesevis aga bos dres oll kemmerys dhiworth an nessa po an tressa henedh a zombis, an re na re via klevesys gans an kynsa tonn – re via gorrys warbarth yn tien gans an yonkers, dell yllowgh perthi kov. Genys pellder alemma, kres an tardh, yth esa neppyth orth aga chasya troha aga ‘mammvro’.