BLOATED
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They called them Bulbous.
Biggies.
Bloated.
Bloated was the one that stuck. Because it described them pretty well- massive, bloated figures. Human, but not. They'd stand there in broad daylight, eyes narrowed, mouths agape, bodies overfilled with what looked like- water. It was water, after all- but we'll get to that. Soon.
Anyways, they'd stand in the roads, waiting till you got too close- then they'd charge at you. And they'd give you the Rot.
Don't get the Rot. Don't touch the Rot. Don't stay near the Rot. The longer you're around the Bloated, the more it'll spread.
You're fine if you don't get it spread.
But I suppose we should get to how it all started.
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