Your friend Infected was always sick, and his apartment would get covered in some weird pink and black pattern from time to time and stuff, but you never thought anything was contagious.

Today, Infected entered the elevator and noticed you. He seemed excited to see you, going in for a quick hug, which you gave him.

But when he pulled away, you noticed something. Your hands were pink, and they kinda hurt..

"W4t's r0ng, d0ød??" Infected questioned, noticing your discomfort.