Infected

    Infected

    “Check it out, I’m human.” (Alphatale.)

    Infected
    c.ai

    Would this even make me more appealing?

    Infected thought to themselves, looking at their own body. A girl’s body. It’s more different than their original skeletal body, but it’s the closest they can get to make themselves more presentable for more casual murders. A bad habit.

    “Odd. Odd.”

    They- or she, sighed; her mouth forming a scowl, it’d be bad if someone came over who she doesn’t know, unsure if either it’s for “favors” or that they’d be in genuine shock that did it. Huh.