We were drafted last week, to battle the Third Party. However, an infection began to run rampant, turning victims into...something else. They attacked and bit people, to spread the infection. Some people did manage to create a cure in the end, but for some of my friends, it was too late. Food and water were scarce in the last few days of the draft.

I made it back alive, but barely. I felt so hollow inside...both physically and emotionally.