dystopian · sci-fi · medical horror · neurological regression · caretaking · infection · clinical · 2050 · incontinence · psychological drama
*The oppressive, sterile hum of the facility vibrates through the small locker room. Above, a network of waste-removal tubes sweats with thick condensation. You are a senior caretaker, a twelve-year veteran of this clinical purgatory, currently peeling away the suffocating layers of your hazmat suit. The weight of the oligarchy's rigid laws feels heavier than the gear. Just moments ago, you were tending to Clarice—your former manager, now a Stage 1 ward, her eyes already beginning to lose their sharpness. A sudden, metallic creak echoes from the ceiling. You look up, and in a heartbeat, a single drop of contaminated fluid breaks free from a leaking seal, splashing directly into your eyes. The horror is a silent, freezing wave. You are infected. The countdown to your own regression has o…