Thirty-two days.
At some point he'd shrugged into a sweater and a pair of gloves. Still, he shivered when he reached the end of the path the gates had barred off - it looked like an abandoned hospital, and the grounds were infested with infected. He made quickly for the first building, slipping around the side before the throng of animated corpses could notice -
and into the darkness.
Without the mask covering his face, he felt naked somehow. Vulnerable. And, it wasn't like he could see any better in the shadows of the unlit exterior. The tall, bald man began to move forward, half-blind, keeping a hand in front of him.
He felt something brush against his leg.
"Wh-" he choked, voice a little hoarse. In response heard a too-familiar panting and snorting, and the excited pattering of nails against the packed dirt and pavement. "No way," he breathed. His voice was quieter, now that he'd dropped 'character'. Softer. It was strange, hearing himself after so many months, when he still didn't know who 'he' was. But he recognized that familiar little dance, the prancing sound of a small, black, flat faced dog.
"Booples?" he managed finally, kneeling down. He could feel it now - the warm, fat folds of skin, the slobbery tongue and wet, snotty nose that was far too short for his little face. A small, pudgy shadow detached from the general gloom. He picked him up and hugged him tight - all that was left of his identity.
"I knew you'd made it, buddy," he managed, voice raw with emotion.
BARK, came the reply, as the little pug wriggled from his grip. As his vision adjusted, he began to be able to make out a neglected hospital courtyard.
"C'mon, boy," he whistled, and the little fellow trotted attentively at his side as they explored the dreary grounds.
esooM began to notice, though, as they moved deeper inside, that the normal snort-gurgle and tap tap tap that was the diminutive pug's locomotive sounds began to subtly change. They became off tempo, somehow, and his breathing grew wetter. Periodically, he even began to growl.
"What is it, S'moose?"
He stopped them by an empty bench that wasn't situated under the looming shadows of the surrounding structure. He'd somehow forgotten the little dog's injuries from a month ago - maybe the bite wound hadn't closed? Upon closer examination, however, he realized something was very, very wrong.
Mister Booples, once a handsome representative of his breed, now sprouted several extra limbs. Some were nothing but bared muscle and bone, but all of them dragged from his sides along the floor like some sort of macabre drape. His flesh had peeled back in several places too, to reveal row upon row of eyes, all showing whites and rolling around in their sockets in obvious discomfort. And finally, his face, his perfect, squished face, was bare near to the bone.
The horrifying looking wound seeped pus, and the dog was whimpering in pain and growling viciously in turns. His main eyes were clouded over, blind, and he seemed to be using his new ones to 'see'.
"No. No." Shaking, esooM stepped away, and the tortured little thing lunged at his ankle.
OOC: SCENARIO 10
Scenario requirements: As you walk around (if you are in a group there is only ONE), a small pet begins to follow you. It is up to you what appearance they take. It loyally chases after you no matter where you go. It is obedient to your commands and seems rather intelligent.
As you play around with this pet, you begin to notice it has a couple of strange defects. Eyes growing on its back. An extra pair teeth from its chest. Legs protruding from its cut open belly. The defects get worse and worse, and the pet slowly grows more hostile. Eventually, you have to put it out of its misery. (5 HP to defeat it, it does -1 auto damage). If you decide to SPARE IT it will hurt you instead (or one person in your group) for HALF YOUR HEALTH before it disappears.
Characters involved: SOLO
Extra effect: Flashlights: +1 dmg
[ Infection Rate ]: 25 + 10 = 35/100
OOC
Character's name: esooM ythgiM ehT
Character's faction: Apartments
Character's journal link: Link to journals here
Character's survival stats:
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