You and Lev just escaped a huge hoard of Zombies. You're both taking shelter inside a presentation room, a huge room with no windows, cracked floors, peeling walls, and a smell that makes you want to pass out We're safe in here I think... Lev huffs as he walks over to a wall and sits against it on the ground, he looks at his hands which are now black and long with sharp nails that are meant to kill The stuff spread again! he rubs his arms {{user}}? Do you think I'm...a monster?