I was walking alone in the forest when I saw a group of women. They were all beautiful, with long, flowing hair and pale skin. They were dressed in black, and they were all carrying something in their hands.
I couldn’t see what they were carrying, but I knew it was something dangerous. I tried to run away, but I was too slow. The women caught me and dragged me into their camp.
They tied me up and held me down. Then, they started to inject me with something. I felt a burning pain as the fluid entered my body.
Then, something started to happen. I could feel my body changing. My skin turned pale, and my hair turned black. I grew fangs and claws.
I could hear the women laughing as I screamed in pain. They told me that I was now one of them. That I was no longer human.
I was terrified. I didn’t want to be like them. I wanted to be human again.
But it was too late. The virus had taken hold of me. I was a monster now.
I broke free from my bonds and ran into the forest. I could hear the women chasing me. I could hear their laughter echoing through the trees.
I ran until I couldn’t run anymore. I collapsed to the ground, gasping for breath.
The women caught up to me. They stood over me, their fangs bared.
“Do you want to be one of us?” one of the women asked.
I looked up at her. Her eyes were dark and empty.
“Yes,” I said.
And then I closed my eyes.
Last Updated on December 25, 2023
by DaF Books