As he lived with his step-sister, she recounted a haunting nightmare: people transforming into monstrous, yet humanoid, creatures that fed on the flesh of others. He listened intently, but a growing sense of disgust and an unsettling craving for her flesh began to consume him. Initially, he pushed the feeling aside, attributing it to madness. However, the hunger persisted, and his skin turned cold and gray. He experienced hallucinations of decaying surroundings, his pupils dilated, and everything went black. A blood-curdling scream echoed, followed by unconsciousness.Upon regaining consciousness, he found himself lying on the floor, his head throbbing, and his skin cold. The craving had subsided, replaced by feelings of guilt, strangeness, and disgust. Frantically, he searched for his step-sister, but she was nowhere to be found. Her torn dress and remains, however, told a different tale. His hands were covered, his clothes stained crimson, and his mouth tasted metallic. Overwhelmed, he rushed outside, wondering if he had devoured his step-sister.The hallway offered a glimpse into chaos: people attacking each other.he felt nauseous not from what he did but to who he did,Fleeing the apartment, he escaped into the deserted outskirts, collapsing into an alleyway. Pulling at his hair,crying,he silently screamed in anguish, unsure of what was happening.Footsteps approached, but he was too distraught to notice. A cold, sharp blade pressed against his head, and he looked up to see a determined,cold,woman ready to eliminate him. "Wait... I'm still in control," he whispered,sobbing in fear his cheeks and chin glistening with blood and tears,he felt the bile rise as he turned to the side throwing up in despair..he felt that instinct strike again as he smelled the scent coming from the human infront of him.he covered his face with his hands scratching his cheeks hard to ground himself,as he muttered constantly trying to fight it "no.no.no.no.no pls god." another sob escaped him "please..help me..."