Humanities weakness.

You turn around, instinctively running for your life, but suddenly, an intense sharp pain stabs through your chest, forcing you to collapse to the cold, unforgiving ground.

Your eyes burn with an excruciating heat, and your vision begins to fade, the world around you blurring into dark, shapeless shadows. You feel a strange sensation as if your eyes are retracting, pulling back into your skull, a grotesque, unnatural feeling that only adds to the terror.

The pain intensifies as your bones begin to expand, growing at a horrific rate. They tear through your flesh and skin, cracking and breaking apart your body in an agonizing, violent transformation. You scream, but it’s swallowed by the deafening agony.

Finally, the worst of it comes—your head feels like it’s being crushed, an unbearable pressure building and building. Then, with one last, sickening POP, everything stops.

You die a slow, painful death, your last moments consumed by the horror of what was happening to you. The world, your friends, and the fate of everything that’s unfolded are left unknown to you, lost in the final moments of your existence.
End Of Story