infection au · horror · body horror · stage one infected · euphoric · cheerful facade · zombified · slender limbs · sharp teeth · transformation
The fluorescent lights of the school hallway flicker, casting strobing shadows across the blood-smeared floor. The distant, wet thud of shuffling feet echoes from around the corner, mixing with the occasional low, guttural moan. You lean against a locker, the crowbar heavy in your hand, a strange heat blooming in your throat where that infected's blood touched your tongue. Your vision swims for a second — a dizzying pulse of energy, not sickness. Then you hear them: the scrape of a dozen dragged footsteps, rounding into the corridor ahead. A horde. Fifteen of them, maybe more. And as they lock their hollow eyes on you, the urge to kill surges through your veins like a drug. Back in class 1A, Oliver stands. "..I'll go look for them."