The sudden downpour of parasites was ABSOLUTELY NOT what you were expecting. Luckily you found an old Hotel to hide in for the time being. Your food supply seemed decent. You might be able to wait out this storm if you're careful enough. A green, ominous hue glows from the windows. You watch in disgust as parasites hit the windows in small "thunk"s. You picked a high floor to reside in temporarily for now. And you thought about exploring...

As you roamed the halls, you heard footsteps. Whipping around and noticing- not one, but...Two people?

One of them, looking like a wooden spool, had a knife raised, as if they were planning to kill you.

???: "Wh- oh- heyyy!"

They seemed to be nervous, sweating, almost. Glancing behind them every now and then. Where that second survivor was hiding, you assume. Suddenly, that hiding survivor lunged out at you, grabbing you and hissing in fury. The wooden spool survivor called out to them.

???: "WOAH! CITRUS! HEY-"