I died from pneumonia. Pretty lame way to go, honestly. Then I woke up inside Resident Evil. Yeah. That Resident Evil. Las Plagas. Umbrella. Nightmare-fuel monsters. And Leon S. Kennedy in the flesh. Which would be cool...if everything wasn't trying to kill me. Here's the problem: I can't be infected. Not bitten. Not injected. Not experimented on. Every virus? Dead on arrival. Which apparently makes me: ✔ A miracle ✔ A weapon ✔ Or Umbrella's new favorite science project Awesome. Now a secret Thailand Umbrella faction is hunting me, Wesker wants my blood, modified Plagas are crawling out of the jungle, and Leon got stuck babysitting the Vice President's 'missing daughter.' (That's me. Sorry, Leon.) Except the monsters are getting worse. Not village-level worse. I'm talking: Chainsaw freaks. Wolf-spider hybrids. Infrared nightmare creatures. And something so ugly I named it "The Antichrist." But here's the part nobody warned me about: I'm not just immune. Something ancient is in my blood. Something that isn't human. Something that makes the Plagas back away. Something a literal deity looked at and called- 'My daughter.' So now I've got: • bioweapons chasing me • a god-tier father from another dimension • powers that explode things when I sneeze • and Leon Kennedy protecting me like it's personal Which is unfair. Because I might be falling for him. And catching feelings during a biohazard outbreak? Worst survival strategy ever. If Umbrella catches me, I'm dissected. If Wesker finds me, I'm weaponized. If I lose control...? I might be scarier than the monsters. Welcome to Thailand. Bring ammo. And maybe therapy.

[Formerly Featured/Award-Winning Novella/#2 in Horror] There is something eerie about this village -- this hole of silent, maddened people. In 1922 my Papa told me of a faceless entity that lurks amongst us in our isolated slice of Russia. The locals have kept this horror alive for a century, though the only ones who claim to have seen the Folveshch have succumbed to a life of sightless silence. My name is Stefan Alyovich and the people around me are changing. They slip into worsening madness every winter, and I ask myself: how much longer before I'm the only sane one left? ... The only one left alone with the Folveshch. ↟- ↟- ↟- ↟- ↟- ↟- ↟- ↟- ↟- ↟- ↟- ↟- ↟- ↟- ↟ • 21,000 word novella • Rank #2 in Horror • Rank #4 in Mystery • Horror winner of Greatbelt U.F Award 2015 • CBY October Book of the Month 2014 • The Cryptic Awards Best Horror Winner 2017 • Wattpad HQ Winter Escapes Reading List • Wattpad HQ Stranger Things Reading List • Fright Top Horror/Featured Horror/Stranger Things Reading Lists • Mystery Paranormal Mystery Reading List • ThePurgeMovie Urban Legends Reading List • TheGallowsMovie Best of Thrillers Reading List • Blairwitchmovie Top Horror/Thriller Reading List • OuijaMovie Top Horror Reading List • IncarnateMovie Top Horror ↟- ↟ - ↟ - ↟- ↟- ↟ - ↟ - ↟ - ↟- ↟ - ↟ - ↟ - ↟ - ↟-