When I Say Run...
by Joseph Q. Publique

The Infected man howled, and the high-pitched scream alerted more. They began to run, swarming at high speed through the deserted streets of an empty London, all converging on the same target - the small man with the umbrella and bitter memories of ruined cities and patrolling monsters.

The Doctor took in the man's burning red eyes, savage expression, blood-encrusted mouth. He swallowed nervously and backed away.

"You wouldn't rather have a jelly baby, would you? So much better than flesh, I tend to find."

The Infected man howled again. The Doctor ran. The Infected ran after him.


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