Dead men and women were walking the streets of central Manchester this week.
Some of them, their faces wan and eyes open, but filled with a terrible vacancy, stumble forward with arms out-stretched.
Others stand stock-still like shop mannequins, seemingly unconscious but upright, or slumped forward, as commuters scurry past with their heads down.
There were still more I spotted comatose on pavements or slumped in doorways. One young man in a grey tracksuit lolled on the steps outside McDonald’s, twitching and gibbering to himself.
Dead men and women were walking the streets of central Manchester this week. Their zombie-like appearance was caused by a powerful new strain