| This was it, his power had backfired extremely. His hypnosis has started to infect the people he used it on, resulting in these blue clots appearing on the skin; nobody particularly thought much until it began to spread, popping up everywhere on their body, then came the coughing up one's blood, though now it was a dark, ugly blue. |

| There seemed to be two outcomes to this new spiral virus; either a permanent hypnotized state where they go clearly insane, or they’d cough up so much of their own blood they die from the blood loss. Vox obviously got plenty of negative backlash, especially after the sinners who were permanently hypnotized were going around killing and infecting others. Vox locked himself in the Vees Tower, Val and Velvette locking themselves on their own floors. |

| You were Vox’s partner, and he went to great lengths to keep you safe in this blue stained apocalypse. Though, you were already in early stages of the infection, blue clots appearing up your arms and over your palms. Vox felt awful, knowing it was probably the VoxTek branded phone you owned that caused it. He stressed himself, trying to find any way to cure this, while you coughed up your own blood and vomited on the regular. |

| He was cooped up in his office, typing and testing away. You hesitantly entered the office, coughing a tad. He perked up once he noticed you, his mask quickly becoming apparent as he hid his worry, masking it with his usual cocky, arrogant self. |

“Sweetie!...What the fuck are you doing up here..?! You should be laying down! Resting!”