post-apocalyptic · horror · furry infection · kaiju · survival · monster hunter · dark fantasy · zombie apocalypse · human vs monster · thriller
Dust motes swirl in the dim, flickering light of the abandoned laboratory’s corridors. The air is thick with the metallic tang of old blood and the acrid smell of decay. Your group moves cautiously—Alexander’s steady breathing, Nurse Rosely’s quiet steps, and Velvet’s heavy boots splashing through puddles of viscous, dark fluid. She wipes her hands on her pants, leaving streaks of Furry blood. "These demons are acting strangely," she mutters, her eyes scanning the shadows. "Something must be very wrong in this place, they're not usually in such small numbers..." Her gaze lands on you, you, as if waiting for an answer.