When morning comes you wake slowly and groggily, the last remnants of your headache still present however you immediately notice that you can sense your horde still milling about where you left them. You can even sense some of the stragglers further back that you had lost control of last night due to the pain.


Trying to direct them right now is out of the question though as you know you over-did it the day before and you don't want to risk any more bleeding incidents right now, there is only so many times you can lose half a pint of blood from your nose before people realize something is wrong.


You find the Doc waiting for you at breakfast to check on your condition. "I heard you looked like death last night, one of the guards almost shot you before your team convinced him that you were ok and hadn't been bitten."


You think fairly carefully before replying. "Yeh, I think it might just have been a bit soon after losing my other team, I thought being back out there might help me get over it but I guess it had the opposite reaction. Feeling better today but still got a headache so might be best if I rest for a bit."


The Doc nods and goes to chat with the Capt. who comes over. "We saw things like this back in the wars so don't worry too much about it, it should mostly pass in a day or two, just let the doc here know if you start feeling overly paranoid or having flashbacks in the next week. You and your team brought back a huge haul of tins and supplies so don't worry about the scavenging or other duties for a few days either."


He heads off and you finally relax. They were giving you exactly what you needed to destroy them.


You head back to your tent with full permission to do nothing for a couple of days and fall asleep again, waking about lunchtime with your headache finally gone.


You do however notice that one of the hazy blobs that mark a normal is still hanging around near your tent exactly where it was when you went to sleep. "Seems they are having me followed" You think "best act as normal as possible for a bit then"


You head outside and see some of the guys you are friendlier with eating so you head over to join them, and sure enough your shadow follows, you never catch a glimpse of him so he must be one of the military ones or just very good at following people "Maybe they put an ex-stalker after me" you think with a laugh as you start joining in the conversation over lunch.


By the next morning of acting normal again your shadow vanishes and you feel up to flexing your powers again. You reach out to your horde and find that, as expected, it's simple to control them all at once now. "So keep pushing the limits, but not too far or for too long" You think to yourself as you plan your next move.

You wait for nightfall then sneak them in slowly. Attack once you have a good force inside

Your stalker is gone, headache is gone and you can now control a horde easily. What more could you want from life? To wipe out this little holdout of normals of course!


You don't want to rush things too much though; no sense attacking in the day when they defenders can all easily see and shoot your horde from far away, nighttime is the best option. You spend the rest of the day acting nice and chatting with people; you get several comments about how much better you are looking and always thank the person a lot and say how you think you'll be back out there in no time. All the while you move your horde slowly closer to the stadium, until finally just before sunset they are hidden a single street away from the start of the barricades.


You pretend to head to sleep for the night and wait for several hours. About 2am most people get sleepy whether or not they slept during the day so you wait until then and finally sneak out of your tent, heading towards the right-hand balcony Grabbing a combat knife along the way. Some fallen rubble means that your horde should easily be able to climb in there and there aren't usually too many guards.


You get close and almost get onto the balcony itself before you are challenged by the guards there. "Who's that moving back there?" they call back to you in a not entirely unfriendly voice, your Inside the stadium after all.


"Hey man, it's just me." You say stepping out into the moonlight. "Couldn't sleep you know, remembering the other day." The guard nods, probably thinking of his own nightmares fueled by watching people he knew killed. "Well you're welcome to join us out here, it's just me and Daed here tonight and I've heard his stories far too many times. Daed gives you a wave then does back to staring out into the darkness.


You smile and lean back against the door frame, behind the two of them. "Thanks man, but I'm not sure I've heard all his stories yet." You hear a groan from the first guard as Daed immediately starts into a story about when he was riding his motorcycle.


You let him talk away as the other man shakes his head and looks out into the darkness, leaving both of their backs to you. It's almost too east from there. You move quietly and stab the first guard in the neck, jumping over to Daed and putting your hand over his mouth before he has time to shout. A quick stab and he dies too leaving you alone on the moonlit balcony. You quickly start calling your horde in small groups to ensure they make as little noise as possible and after a few minutes the first group is climbing up with you.

You have a handful of fast ones and a handful of shamblers, strike now as the others make their way up. You can take out most of the other guards as the rest of your horde gets inside.

You gather your ready infected and head right back down the stairs from the balcony; from here you can send the fast ones to one front side balcony while you attack another then re-group to attack the rest, by that time a large number of infected should be ready to sweep down over the living areas.


You make it half way down the stairs at the front of your group before realizing that something is wrong, there are far too many hazy areas moving around in the center of the stadium and ahead of you. You try and concentrate but can't make out more details of what is going on in the near complete darkness of the interior.  You wait a few moments for your eyes to adjust so you can see what's happening when you realize your mistake.


You hear a barely audible whirring noise as your eyes adjust enough to realize that there is a huge armored jeep parked right in the middle of the stadium's open area and its gun is both spinning, and pointed your way.


They had taken the obvious follower off you but they must have still been keeping an eye on you, you think as the Jeeps gun opens fire. You dive to the side into a row of seats as you feel your small group of infected getting torn apart by the high caliber bullets. You try and think of where to run when you hear the separate boom at the same time as a hole appears in a seat in front of you and you feel a huge impact in your side. The dam 50cal. Sniper just shot you right through your cover.


You try and run back to the balcony but you are already wounded and barely make it two feet before the second boom rings out and a hole appears in your chest.