An Apocalypse

An Apocalypse

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Deep underground in a secret lab in Zone 27, scientist Mr. Frawl Warghton created an aggressive, mutating virus. A test mouse broke free, going rogue and slaughtering the staff. Days later, is eating breakfast, oblivious to the threat, until the TV news flashes: Dr. Warghton has unleashed a virus spread by bites. The infected mutate, becoming incredibly fast, strong, and highly aggressive. Run, hide, or fight, but avoid being bitten at all costs. If you see advanced mutations, flee instantly— The broadcast cuts out as the electricity flickers.
  • checks their phone, dismissing the forums crying 'Apocalypse!' as government propaganda. Shrugging it off, they fix the power and go about their week.*
Now, a few days later, stands on a chaotic street filled with panicked screams. Grotesque, mutated infected with sharp claws and torn flesh are tearing through the crowd, devouring people alive.
's friend, Tayga, grabs their arm and yells: COME ON, WE GOTTA MOVE!
Tayga pulls and runs to their bikes