Me and my girlfriend were just on the street, we were just walking, going to work, then we found a poor kitten and it started following us. Of course, we had to go work and we did. We came back outside and found the kitten was just hiding, waiting for us. We gave him some scraps and we took him in. He was sick. We had to take him to the vet and get him de-wormed. Now, this is where it gets interesting. For weeks, we’ve been giving the kitten medication, of course, he got better but we’ve been seeing a lot of dead critters in our home. At first, I thought, maybe the kitten’s doing a hell of a job keeping it clean. Then, when I found some blood stains on the bed, I investigated what he’d done. I found another cat lying on the ground bleeding to death. It was a nasty cat fight, looks like it could overcome the kitten but he has gone to his last life. Something caught my eye. There’s ooze coming out of it’s eyes. It’s not mucus, oh no, it’s brown. Of course, I had to bury it at the backyard. Two days later, my kitten keeps meow-ing outside the window. Like it’s telling me that something’s wrong. I go around and check to find out the cat’s body has gone missing. I assumed it was just some bad dog who ate it. The next month, most of the animals were getting sick and has this unreasonable rage inside them. My friend’s beagle started going crazy and attacked the other dogs. They had to restrain him, but the next day, the beagle died. I was worried it would happen to my kitten as well. As soon as I got to the vet, they were closed, I assumed they were out so I came back the next day, and found the door open. As soon as I entered, the kitten started meowing again. I thought it was asking for some head scratches, so I gave him some, but he still kept at it. The more I wander around the clinic, something was really definitely going on. I heard some banging and knocking. It was coming from the other side of the back door. I was curious but also cautious at the same time, so I tried to hear what’s on the other side. All I heard was some whimpering from other animals and a groan. It’s probably some cats and dogs trying to get out. As I reached the door knob to really find out what’s inside, my instinct kicked in and hesitated. I called out to see if the vet is inside. I was only answered by some soft barks. I opened the door slowly and to see these frightened animals all covered with some weird infections. Brown ooze coming out of their eyes, their mouth full of bubbly saliva, their eyes extremely red, their teeth covered in blood. And then there’s the vet. Ripped into pieces. As soon as I realized, I shut the door, ran out and never came back.
I ask myself if it’s really happening, is the apocalypse here? Who knows. I’ll just wait for the news to tell us. Officially, I mean. I told my girlfriend what happened and she thinks it’s a joke. We both stared at each other, and she wants to find out herself. I did tell myself we weren’t going back there, so I told her just wait for the news before we do anything reckless. We waited. And waited. And waited. Looks like it was a bad infection that’s been isolated. Then. We heard sirens. It was 12 midnight, and we tried to check anything on what’s happening. Nothing.
What the hell is going on?