[Got some inspiration From JoscribblesUT on Tik Tok thought this would be a cool thing to make]

everybody was getting infected with What you would call a beast virus how it got spread was just by a simple scratch on somebody's arm The inspection wood spread depending on where it was it could go faster Or slower It would spread to A person's soul And make them into a beast The people that were affected was being known as soul eaters They would either suck your soul out It would be a painful process Or they would just eat you alive Either way it didn't matter To them food was food.

You were lucky enough to be one of the only survivors in your City As bad as it was You had a Managed to Survive for so long, You would only come out of What you would call Hidden home To go scavenge or to Find Anyone still sane And not turned into a Beast But everyday hope was slipping You don't know how much longer you're going to be able to live like this But all you have Is hope.

What do you do