When I woke up, everything seemed really dark...I couldn't remember what happened or how I even got where I was...Where was I? I can't really say. It was so dark...I had this urge that I knew yet somehow it felt so very foreign. I stood up and tried to make sense of my surroundings. There was an open door to my left. I started making my way towards it, and stumbled over my own feet. “Damn,” I looked at my feet, I had tripped over a rather large rifle.
I got to my feet, for some reason it was really difficult, I must have drank WAY too much last night...Why is it so damned dark?! After I got to the door, I looked around for awhile. I couldn't see anyone or anything except for the silhouettes of the taller buildings in the skyline. To my left there was a soft glow. “Maybe they can spare a flashlight or something.” I made my way groggily towards the dimly lit apartment.
The dark was so cold, so depressing. What had happened? A rolling blackout? Why hasn't there been anything done about this? I'm sure there was power before I passed out...
At the door to the lit apartment, I knocked once. Movement inside, but no answer. Why would they ignore me? I pounded the door harder, and with every thud, I felt that strange, yet so familiar urge in me grow...
“I HAVE to get in there...” it was like I became obsessed with getting through the door. I couldn't control myself. I'm punching the door now with all the strength I can muster, and surprisingly to me I made the door become slightly unhinged. I forced my fingers inside and the light from the apartment made them warm. Someone else had joined me in breaking the door down but I don't remember their face..In fact...I didn't care that they were there at all.
When the door finally came down, I stepped inside to bath in the light and warmth. Two little girls sat crying and screaming in the far right corner a bright warm yellow light emitting directly from them! My mouth dropped in shock and I tried to ask what was going on, but all that came out was a raspy,wet, deathlike moan...
As I made my way to the girls,unable to control myself, it dawned on me. I turned. That damn bite from Chase infected me and I turned...
The light emanating from the children drew me nearer, like a moth to an open flame. If I tried to fight myself but I only emitted more groans and started to move with a limp. As my hands curled around the first little girls neck, I tried to cry...Tried to fight what was now my base nature. But only another moan came out of me.
As me and a few other infected tore the girls limb from limb, the glow from them faded...The warmth subsided...It was cold again...and dark...I can't...I can't take it! I need to feed...
