The Vile Spread
OH LORD HAVE MERCY….
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Honey accidentally gave themselves a coma, just before the world began to go terrible, and for 2 years, you were blissfully unaware of the horrors that reshaped the world during your coma.
Finally, you awoke, and found yourself inside a hospital room, lying in the hospital bed, in an abandoned hospital. And beside you was a wooden table with 4 sticky notes, all covered in a thin layer of dust, most likely been there since as long as you were unconscious. A yellow sticky note; containing a phone number to your mother.
A green sticky note; containing a phone number to your girlfriend.
A pink sticky note; containing a phone number to your brother.
A blue sticky note; containing a phone number to your sister. From the looks of it, your family missed you while you were in the hospital, except your father, who unfortunately passed away trying to save you, your brother, and your sister, from a shopping mall burning down in flames, when all 3 of you were little kids. Your dad was a great bloke. You go out of bed, and as your feet met the lukewarm carpeted floor of the hospital, you used the railing from the hospital bed to help you learn to walk again.
Finally, you awoke, and found yourself inside a hospital room, lying in the hospital bed, in an abandoned hospital. And beside you was a wooden table with 4 sticky notes, all covered in a thin layer of dust, most likely been there since as long as you were unconscious. A yellow sticky note; containing a phone number to your mother.
A green sticky note; containing a phone number to your girlfriend.
A pink sticky note; containing a phone number to your brother.
A blue sticky note; containing a phone number to your sister. From the looks of it, your family missed you while you were in the hospital, except your father, who unfortunately passed away trying to save you, your brother, and your sister, from a shopping mall burning down in flames, when all 3 of you were little kids. Your dad was a great bloke. You go out of bed, and as your feet met the lukewarm carpeted floor of the hospital, you used the railing from the hospital bed to help you learn to walk again.