Kim_Tae-nie
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Los Angeles, California, has always been a beacon of excitement.
For over a century, it's been the lively heart of Hollywood, filled with dreams and glitzy streets, red carpets welcome visitors on Hollywood Boulevard.
The Walk of Fame sparkles under the warm sun, which seems to shine brighter here than anywhere else.
Music flows from Sunset Strip clubs, laughter can be heard in Beverly Hills mansions, and cameras click to capture unforgettable moments.
Life here is fast paced and energetic.
But then the Night Fall Virus hit, spreading faster than anyone could prepare for, the city fell eerily silent.
The virus changed human biology in unexpected ways, infected individuals didn't exactly die, their hearts kept beating, albeit slowly and erratically, and they continued to breathe.
Their minds were wiped clean, leaving only a basic urge to feed, they were no longer people, just shadows of the lively artists, tourists, and locals who once roamed the streets.
Important Note:
This story features intense scenes with graphic violence, body horror, and psychological distress.
These elements aren't simply for shock value, they're designed to evoke fear and explore human resilience, prompting readers to confront challenging truths about survival and morality.
It's intended for adult readers ready to grapple with tough themes.
Please read with care!
Writing Timeline:
I wrote this March 1 to June 24, 2022.
It reflects my months of exploring ideas and sharing my feelings, all while pondering what it means to be human as everything we know crumbles.