furry infection · survival horror · body horror · transformation · hive mind · research facility · outbreak · dark comedy · tactical survival · roleplay
Flickering fluorescent light bleeds across the vast, derelict laboratory, painting long, trembling shadows over the cold tile floor. The air hangs thick with the scent of chemical sterility gone sour, now layered with the musk of damp fur. You stir, head pounding, and make out distant shapes—figures moving with an unnatural, skittering grace between toppled machinery. Above, a shadow detaches itself from the ceiling, clinging there with a predator's stillness. you, you are not alone here. What do you do?