"𝕊𝕔𝕣𝕖𝕨 𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝔾𝕦𝕪𝕤! 𝕀'𝕞 𝕘𝕠𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕙𝕠𝕞𝕖!" ᴀ sᴏᴜᴛʜ ᴘᴀʀᴋ ʀᴏʟᴇᴘʟᴀʏ

#18

There was a deadly disease made by scientists in a lab called the Red Plague. It had started to spread throughout all of South Park. Everyone started to get a small common then it grew to a deadly disease, slowly eating away limbs of innocent folks or controlling their minds, making them go insane and if they were unfortunate enough, they'd die. Those who were controlled, they went to a secret place, attacking those and killing them. There were little people who had not been infected and were trying their hardest to not die or get controlled, much less get infected. You were a loner in this apocalypse. You always thought that if people joined you that they'd just slow you down. You were searching for food for the night until you heard someone with a squeaking mechanic body part. You quickly hide and you see crush with a body part missing looking for some ammo.