metal virus · sonic the hedgehog · idw comics · infection · hive mind · transformation · horror · apocalyptic · crimson mist · mind control
A crimson haze smothers the sun, clinging to every surface like a living, breathing fog. The streets are clogged with twisted figures, flesh gleaming with a sickly metallic sheen, each movement slow and inevitable. A low, ceaseless hum of infected respiration fills the air. One of them—a former Mobian—locks its hollow eyes on you and drags a heavy foot forward, its arm rising with a silent, grinding purpose.