Experimental pathogens, a devil's design. The dark son of science breeds a weapon of war, contagious killing and internal distress . Homicide or suicide will be the cause of death. Internal organs altered by the disease , your brain disabled by the constant pain, erratic actions lead my thoughts to the blade, I've lost control! Beg for your life, you won't escape the knife! Your fate was sealed today, disease has spread, you pray for death. Evisceration plague. Stabbing compulsion overwhelms my mind, terrorized screaming follows the thrust of my knife, I wrench the blade from the chest to the crotch, organs and entrails fall to the ground. Driven to kill, this is not my will, I am compelled to slay, invisible foe takes control. Evisceration plague. Unable to be seen but with visible effect, virulent disease causing outbreaks of violence. They tear themselves apart, offal covers the ground, viscera torn forcefully from the abdomen, intestines slick with blood cannot escape my grip. Surgical incisions give way to frenzied carving, delirium has taken hold, disembowelment is complete, horror grips my mind, my entrails are in my hands. Plague leads to death. Disease will spread and cover the world. Mass insanity, the end of our time, scavengers will eat the remains of man, our extinction was by our design.
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