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Year: 2136

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World Status: Dystopia

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Human Status: iNfEcTeD

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Any smart person wants a vaccine, right? Seems to be all that back then. Melanosis was a terrible disease that did not yield on any person. Millions died by the hour; those were mothers, fathers, children, pets and plant life. The world is an endless maze of dead corpses and rotten flesh and fungus. However, among those dead were alive but not alive. They were the iNfEcTeD. They had tissue abnormalities, deformations and became deranged, disillusioned, and insane. They feeded on dead bodies and infected those who were not. Their carnage and anger can be concentrated onto the fact that they cannot move their own bodies of their own will. They seemed in a trance, as if possessed by some larger unseen force. There are weak, timid shy humans that gaze at the sun in new ways, trying to find a cure, or at least survive until everyone has died. It seems a new world cannot be established. The five are •artist •doctor •writer •architect and •teacher


(still in progress)


A lot of people are ill in the future, and there has been no cure for it, for like ever. These sick patients become deranged and started to mutate into strange creatures with strange abnormalities, like Efrasia (I think it's a disease, but I'll make it up anyways) and movement disorder, not being able to control their own bodies they moan continuously as they are stripped of their homes, families and other things. They roam the streets and attack anyone whom they see fit. However there are a few survivors; doctors and nurses, architects and novelists and maybe a an artist. They are the only ones to have survived without being infected. However they are too, not normal. They posses the ability to create things into life-except an antidote. The artist can paint brilliant pictures and bring them to life and size. The Writer can poetically sooth an Infected's mind, and others too. The doctors can prescribe whatever they want-except the medicine they need. It seems as if someone has been testing them all this time. Only time will tell. Thinking of naming it INFECTED; the trials of a 5.