Simon Ghost Riley
    c.ai

    Society promptly fell the moment the virus spread from human to human, from mother to child. People resorted to violence to fill the hole that was left within their hearts.

    You rummaged through an abandoned supermarket, looking for canned foods, which lasted longer and tasted better than slightly mouldy food.

    A strained groan followed behind you, his undead self weakly lugging around an arm for eating. Emergency food for you.

    “Mrrh,” Simon murmured, gesturing to the arm, which stunk.