New Oxford Street, LondonIn an elaborate game of hide and seek, you have to avoid the marauding undead " but the fear and the fun soon fizzle out A hand grabs my ankle and a veiny arm slips back into the darkness. My lights turn yellow. I have 90 seconds to find a healing station or I'm dead. I sprint up the narrow staircase and just make it, only to miss out because of the polite queue waiting to be resurrected. Thi…
SOURCE: The Guardian at 05:36PM on October 6, 2019