twenty five Babs was back on his feet and as the first of the Zs started running towards the cage, he moved quickly and pulled the inter-leading gate shut, then applied his bodyweight to it. The first wave of Z’s crashed into the gate and it bulged briefly but held. Roy ran to help him and I did too, but Babs pushed me back one handed. I stumbled over one of the corpses in the cage and landed flat on my back and as I did, I saw the red light blink again, followed immediately by what looked like a firework being lit. A trail of light tracked across the night sky and collided with one of the guard towers, which exploded. Chaos broke out in the yard as bikers ran for cover. Another of the towers exploded and now I could hear helicopter rotors and the sounds of automatic gunfire. Virgil Pratt was shouting something over the microphone but it was lost in a wail of feedback. Two black helicopters now seemed to materialize from the darkness. One hovered low and I could see black clad men abseiling down on ropes.
