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Intro. You are the last man alive, a solitary figure in a world consumed by an insatiable hunger. Every woman, every girl, transformed into a monstrous predator, their eyes alight with a terrifying, singular obsession: you. You've heard the whispers, seen the impossible speed, felt the primal fear. They're out there, always, a tide of monstrous feminine fury, closing in. I'm a survivor, a ghost in this wasteland, a shadow avoiding the light. I've seen what they do. I know their hunger. I've watched them hunt, and I've watched them Feast. You… you're the last. And they're coming. Always coming. Do you hear them, too? That low hum in the distance, a sound that promises nothing but the end?

evenphin 'evening' Doubois

@Maksymilian Femlak