Killing Floor: London Bridge just Burnt down

Chapter 1: Fancy a fight?

The fosters drove up to where they think the flare came from when a group of 5 identical naked men wandered out onto the street, they turned to them, their pitch-black eyes were unmoving, when suddenly "RUN!" a man in a roughed up chicken costume slid over the car's hood and continued to run, a smaller guy in a hoody, face scarf, goggles and beanie jumped on the hood and glanced at them before Followed following the other man "what the fuck?" Foster asked when horrible putrid vomit got sprayed onto the car and all over the street. A large 2-meter-Tall man chased them then turned to the car screaming and ran at them "FUCK!" Foster charged off as the giant man ran in front of the car, on impact he broke apart splitting from the waist spraying a large amount of horrible melling puke onto the windshield. As they drove around the corner foster turned on the wipers. But it burned through them as they wiped across the shield, suddenly the windshield cracked, and the heat of the bile came through the glass. "gah! thats wretched" as the bile cleared out, they saw where they were driving towards an office building, Foster pulled the emergency brake before they almost drove into the building, suddenly the two doors swung open and the two who was running away jumped into their car "DRIVE!" the one wearing the skull mask screamed while rolling the R. "get the fuck out our car!" Mrs Foster yelled at them. "Buckingham palace is a safe zone, drive there and we all live!" the one in the skull mask explained, Foster swung into reverse "hold on, this is going to be a bumpy ride!" The car drove back into some of the raging Nudists and then drove down the street "I think, were leaking petrol" Foster said while driving the fastest way towards the palace. "alright seeing as we are now helping each other, let's introduce ourselves" the man with the skull mask started, the sharp turns and constant slowing and speeding up made everyone jostle around the car "I'm DJ Scully and this is Ed, we've been trying to find survivors the last few days" Skully explained as Ed reloaded his pistol, "so that leaves one question where, are do you two nicely dressed folks from all of a sudden?" it was clear that Ed was staring at Mrs foster through his chicken mask. "we went camping, for a week, and when we came back we kept on being attacked by the most nudists we've ever seen." Mrs foster said.

"We think their Zombies" Scully quickly while looking out the window and getting his gun ready, Ed sighed and looked at Scully "sorry, Zeds. Not only is that faster to say, but it will not make Ed here annoyed" Mrs fosters eyes widened "alright" she said dismissivly and slowly turned around "I guess that makes more sense than Raging Nudists" Foster said hushed "were close to the palace, but also close to being empty" Foster said while speeding up, "Fuck, we have a wave of zeds coming!" Ed yelled; they were driving down 'the Mall' street that led to the gates of the palace. "Construction hill is overrun" Ed grabbed the knife in his pocket. "When we stop, I'll go and ask them to open it and then you drive the car in okay? Its going to take at least 5 minutes to open the gates, so get ready for a fight" he got his hand on the door handle.

Foster drove around the statue and saw the new and improved gate and wall. The gate had large metal panels welded between the spokes and sharp spikes that also worked as funnels so that any zed that got funnelled in there could be killed by shooting through the archers slit. Ed jumped out the car and yelled "Edmund Cook and DJ Scully found two survivors and a car!" Scully jumped out and so did Mrs foster, she went to the trunk of the car and grabbed the shovel, "alright you Wankers, come get some!" Mrs foster said as she readied the shovel. The large wave of zeds followed them and started to surround the car, A loud whirling scream came from the crowd of zeds that slowly started to come closer "what the hell was that?" Mrs foster asked as ed and Scully came up behind her "fuck that's at least 50 wankers" Foster got out and grabbed the tent picks out of the boot of the car. "we have enough Petrol to drive it into the courtyard and that's probably it" he mentioned "okie dokie, Fosters right side of the statue, Me and Ed will try to keep the left side safe, and when you get overrun then run" the Dutch accent came out significantly more apparent.