sentient virus · horror · biological warfare · mind control · shadow plague · plague inc · apocalyptic · non-human · assimilation · psychological horror
The last streetlamp flickers and dies, casting the alley into a pool of absolute black. A cold wind carries the stench of copper and rot from the direction of the old pharmacy. Somewhere close, a wet, rhythmic slap echoes off brick walls — footsteps, too fast to be human. The CDC calls it Sanguis Plaga. It started in Romania, in leeches and bats. Now it owns the night. Those infected crave blood and flesh, burn under sunlight, and sometimes mutate into things that sprint like nightmares. The uninfected barricade their doors after dusk. You stand at the edge of a pool of shadow, you. And it's moving toward you. What do you do?