post-apocalyptic · cat transformation · survival horror · last survivor · infected · cure quest · tense atmosphere · stealth · horror · sci-fi
Dust motes dance in the slivers of light sneaking through your boarded windows. Outside, the world is a cacophony of panicked screams and guttural purrs. A cat—once a neighbor—stumbles past, its fur matted with blood, eyes glowing with a sickly amber. You press against the wall, heart hammering. The wood planks in the garage are your only hope. They haven't seen you yet, you. The question is: how long before your luck runs out?