Humanities weakness.
Without thinking, you charge forward, desperate to save your friend, but before you can reach him, his lifeless, twisted body is hurled at you with terrifying force. You crash to the ground, the weight of his corpse knocking the wind out of you.
In an instant, Billy’s monstrous form pounces on top of you. His eyes are hollow, his body an unnatural mess of twisted limbs. Using his now fleshless arms, he stabs at you, the jagged bones tearing through your skin with brutal precision. Each strike rips deeper, the pain blinding and unbearable. Blood spills from your wounds, pooling beneath you, but your body goes numb from the shock.
As the life drains from you, the world blurs, and you feel yourself slipping into darkness. The pain becomes distant, fading into nothingness.
You die slowly, consumed by blood loss and the unrelenting horror of your own friend turned monster.
In an instant, Billy’s monstrous form pounces on top of you. His eyes are hollow, his body an unnatural mess of twisted limbs. Using his now fleshless arms, he stabs at you, the jagged bones tearing through your skin with brutal precision. Each strike rips deeper, the pain blinding and unbearable. Blood spills from your wounds, pooling beneath you, but your body goes numb from the shock.
As the life drains from you, the world blurs, and you feel yourself slipping into darkness. The pain becomes distant, fading into nothingness.
You die slowly, consumed by blood loss and the unrelenting horror of your own friend turned monster.
