Cissbury Ring fortifications to be improved

Ahoy there fellow survivors! I’ve been digging for England for the past week or so, along with our six regular construction teams and some willing helpers from the community of over one hundred up here at Cissbury Ring.

We decided that the ramparts here need improving. For over 5,000 years they have sheltered those who sought protection from various invading influences, from Roman legions to Viking raids, corrupt Norman barons to Nazi bombers. Now we are here, battling the filthy army of the undead whose stink reaches even this high. Whilst the older ones (and there are plenty of ‘originals’ still roaming the South Downs) usually just claw at the mud, face-down in the ditch, any fresh infected can still make it right into the middle of camp.

Cissbury Ring was probably the biggest hill around five millennia ago, and its flint mines proved the turning point for early European agriculture (according to the National Trust sign in the car park). However later inhabitants had more than tilling fields to contend with, so a mighty fortress was raised from the chalk  by the hands of men. They dug out a deep ditch, and piled the earth onto an ever-taller outer ring which today serves as a mile-round walkway for our anti-zombie patrols. Over the centuries the weather has tried its hardest to level the ground, but it is still an impressive structure.

So we have begun to roll back time, to try to excavate the ditch which for our time up here has served as the final resting place for the thousands of zombies we have destroyed since the outbreak. Thanks to some intensive quicklime production on our part the cadavers have in the main returned to the earth themselves, leaving only brittle bones and rags of mad-made fibre poking through the downland flowers. Its still mucky work, although technically ‘clean’ of infection. Cuts and grazes whilst digging are to be avoided if at all possible, but as any breaks in the skin have been treated as if bite wounds the quarantine pits have all been full again this week.

Below is a cutaway of the sides of the structure, showing the shallow slopes of the ramparts as they are now, and how we intend to improve them. Below that is our location – remember we can give you food, protection and a roof over your head, as long as you are willing to work.

About N.J. Hallard

N.J. Hallard was born in England in 1975. He lives with his wife and child on the West Sussex coast. He enjoys cooking and telling tall tales.
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