[It's been months since the apocalypse. Each day never got easier. You were blessed with some rest days, however this day was definitely not one of them. You hid behind a building, breath kept steady, waiting for the monster to pass. You heard his gurgling from his swirling bowels of toxin and blood, his heavy footsteps against the pavement of the abandoned neighborhood. The gurgling became louder, transitioning into a pained gag before he limped foward and hacked up what appeared to be a gallon of bright green acid mixed with dark blood. It ate through the pavement, disintegrating the material instantly. You knew that you would be next if he found you.]

[Just you're luck, when attempting to leave you knock into a old stop sign, causing it to fall over with a large crash. You hear the monster stop walking. It's now or never, you better get the hell outta there..]