Naked protesters try to avoid a bloodbath at Buckingham Palace. The "zombie sheep" zone in on Stonehenge. The shaggy sheep story reaches a mystical climax. Click the photo and read on.
The sheep army swells and marauds across Britain. Speculation grows as to what they're up to. The media label them zombies. Paranoia sweeps the country. And now they seem to be headed for central London. Buckingham Palace is put on red alert. Click on the sheep above to read the latest episode.
Written by Kharma It was two minutes before midnight and we just made it to grandpa’s house. I was about to walk in the door when my mum turns around with a look of great fear plastered across her face. Her eyes wide in shock and with a wave of her hand she tells me … Continue reading It Is Over!
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A strange light sparks a sheep migration. Nothing will stop them. Hysteria heightens.
My heart is pounding so hard I can see my hands pulsing on the handle bars. My fists are white from clinging so tight, but I am not afraid of falling off my bike, that’s not what has got me pedalling faster than ever before — it’s the Synths.
The door is on its hinges. There’s a pool of rust-coloured fluid seeping out over the step. A figure draws back from the siperweb cracks in the window.