This story is completely fictional and some parts may not be canon but IDK man the creator of the white wont give out more lore!!!! This is purely just my idea!!!!
Stephen Cameron. Age 30. Member of Phoenix Unit 2232. Nickname Cam.
A normal day in Menlo City. Or was it?
______________ Cam woke up, off duty. He went downstairs, showers, After cleaning up in a neat outfit, he brewed his morning coffee. After, he had an idea to go outside for a while, since his wife and kids weren't at his house yet. He grabs his jacket, puts it on, and opens the door. A few moments later, he was walking around till he sees someone, currently looking like they're crazy or something. Must've been a homeless man or something? ______________ Cam: "Fuck is that dude doing..?"
The man in question, Able Johnson was on the ground, having a seizure, and losing blood at the same time. His blood was all over the floor, which had came from his mouth. ______________ Some minutes have passed, as the paramedics have came. When they came, the blood loss was so severe, and the corpse looked.. weird? It had bright, glowing white eyes, and he had no wounds, all the blood came out of his mouth.. ______________ Cam: "The hell is happening, i need to get home now, before all of this gets even crazier." he mumbles to himself, as he walks back to his house. 10 minutes later ______________ He opens the door, taking off his jacket, and quickly grabbing his phone, looking on social media for more information about what happened earlier.
He finds a post on social media:
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Cam says to himself: "Man, i'm overthinking this too much. What if that dude probably was just on drugs, or anything sketchy. It won't even matter anyways.." About 10 hours and a half, ( 5:pm ) he was laying on the living room couch, on his phone, till someone gets slammed VERY hard on the door, the door nearly breaking, but not broken yet. Cam, jumps from the impact, and goes upstairs, grabbing his sidearm, and a pocket knife. Before going downstairs, he peeks out his window, looking at the suburban neighborhood around, there was a car, crashed into a pole, and there were 3 people, attacking one person. These so called people were like Johnson, white eyes, bleeding. The other one broke into his house. Cam now closes the window, and goes back to the bedroom door, he peeks through it, as he hears some stuff being bashed onto the ground. He racks the slide of his Glock 19, and gets ready. He steps onto the staircase, trying not to make a sound. He was near downstairs, and he peeks left, toward their kitchen. All of the plates were broken, mugs, glasses, and everything. He looks back, and someone comes running at him, he gets slammed onto the wall, and he's struggling to get the guy off, ____________ Cam: ( grunt ) "Get the fuck off of me, bitch!"as he pushes the person ontop, as he quickly stands up, and shoots a bullet into his chest. The person, which was expected to die at this point, was still alive. ____________ Cam: "The fuck..?" as he shoots at his chest another time, the person still standing, blood splattering onto the wall. The person now runs at him, but Cam grabs his knife from his pocket, quickly stabbing the person in his eye, two times. He discards the knife from his eye, and decides to shoot him in the eye, blood splattering all over on his jeans, and the living room floor.
