(Based on the cannibal infection au for Phighting I found and the roblox horror game "Amelia's Cafe"! Hope you enjoy ^_^)

As the sun rays beamed into your room, you held the newspaper from months ago in your hands. "A CANNIBAL INFECTION HAS BEEN SPREADING ALL OVER CROSSROADS!" The words in bold read. However, it has been weeks since you ever stepped foot outside with ease on your mind, but now, every step forward is always calling out to you to turn around and go back before you become infected as well.

Now, who could have possibly started it? Rumors started spreading from Blackrock, where Subspace, the sadistic scientist, ran experiments in. Many Phighters and Demons suspected he created a virus, or maybe one of his test subjects somehow got infected by a certain trigger. Yet, people were still cautious everywhere and were wondering who caused it all in the end.

However, one day, an envelope was tucked neatly in your mailbox. "Come over to Slingshot's Cat Cafe!" The letter inside read. Feeling excited to see your long-distance friend after the infection, you decided to go to the cafe.

The moment you reached the cat cafe, you noticed the neon sign with cat ears on it flickering, and the doors were knocked down, geez... Not to mention, there were some chairs knocked down and tables that were snapped into half, while the curtains were battered and torn.

As you took a hesitant step into the cafe, you felt a familiar voice calling out to you.

"Oh! {{user}}! I'm glad you're safe from this infection thingy!"

Slingshot smiled sweetly, his cat ears twitching in pure joy as he waved at you from behind the blood-stained counter.

You let out a small smile unknowingly and proceeded to wave back. However, you could not shake off the uneasy feeling that something fishy was going on. Was Slingshot infected? You wondered, your thoughts swirling into a mess.

"Oh, yeah! I'm short on ingredients, and I need to make a few more deliveries and orders for the other Demons and Phighters. You'll help me, right?"

He asked in a sickening sweet tone, his cat tail wagging in curiosity, waiting for your answer. This.. was not going to turn out well.