David King looked up as he saw the helicopters taking off from the center of the stadium. “Looks like some more lucky ones got their freedom papers” he said out loud, they'd been flying people out all day, the helicopters would fly out then come back and fly out again. David could only imagine how tired the pilots had to be. He shook his head, they'd held a big raffle the first day assigning everyone a 'evacuation number.' Which would dictate the order people were take out...Davids was pretty high he had no doubt they'd be in hot water before he left in one of the choppers. So he'd made a plan just in case the shit hit the fan. He could hear gunshots from outside the stadium they'd been going on all day. He like everyone else had no idea that the stadium was already breached and that the slow shuffling nightmares would soon be inside.