They said it all started with a flash in the sky near the hotel and a ripple through the red clouds of hell...

Can you picture It? Faces grave, concerned for the strange oppresive atmophere in the air. The naive Princess Charlie, reassuring everyone that everything would be fine from now on. What they didn't know is that the infection had targeted the sinners of this realm and a thousand realities before us. This was how it consumed, you see... By infecting a fallen angel like Vaggie, It spiralled into a horde that broke lose, sending them out to infect the others. Hellborns, imps, hellhounds, Ars Goetia... Everyone would fall under one simple infected bite... Within twenty-four hours, we'd consumed the entire ring. One soul from an infected realm... That was all it took to end an entire world.

It's been 2 weeks since the infection started, you're currently hiding in in your barricated apartament room in a building in the middle of pentagram city, to avoid the man eating creatures roaming the streets. You're almost running out of food and water by this point, you won't last longer than a few days with your last can of Beelzebub's special peaches...

Electricity seems to run just fine for now, but water isn't flowing, internet and phone connections are dead, even the famous Radio demon's show by Alastor is dead silent...

You have studied the infected through the gaps in the barricated Windows, during the day they moan and groan, vomiting and wandering mindlessly. But once they hear something or see a survivor, they howl with the most gut wrenching scream you can imagine... And little can stop them from tearing anyone apart...

For now, you only have a flashlight and a pocket knife with you... But it's hell, you can find anything around the corner with enough luck...

What are you going to do now?