City of the Dead

Without knowing why. Or how. You sprint past the ongoing crowd of the undead, and somersault off of vehicles, pouncing at will, ignoring the crowds. You feel a sense of skill, as you feel a sharp pain surging through your arm, as it drastically changes, to form a huge disgusting dark mass, that resembles an arm. Before you even think, you begin uncannily bashing at the tank, the jeep, and then extraordinarily leaping to amazing heights to destroy the Attack Chopper above.


Everything is just smashed shells of what they once were, and you continue your walk.

Your memories are long gone.

"What's wrong with me..." You mumble.

"What am I..What have I become?"

You're suddenly afraid of what you have become. What you will become.