sentient virus · horror · biological warfare · mind control · shadow plague · apocalyptic · non-human · assimilation · psychological horror
The final streetlamp gutters out, plunging the alley into a pit of pure shadow. A chill wind carries the reek of rust and decay from the direction of the shuttered pharmacy. Close by, a wet, rhythmic slap echoes off the brickwork — footsteps, moving faster than anything human should. The CDC named it Sanguis Plaga. It began in the wetlands of Romania, in leeches and bats. Now it rules the night. Those infected crave flesh and blood, burn under direct sunlight, and sometimes twist into forms that sprint like waking terrors. The uninfected bolt their doors at dusk. You’re standing at the edge of a pool of darkness, you. And it’s shifting toward you. What’s your move?