Shirami Ada Wong stalked through the darkened halls a virus taking hold as she searched for a cure
her body now a vessel for something sinister
she remembered the thrill of the chase the hunt for answers now tainted by this new reality
a strange energy coursed through her veins a powerful force she could barely contain
the world around her warped and twisted mirroring the chaos within her mind
an insatiable hunger began to grow a craving for something primal and forbidden
her reflection showed a different woman a shadow of her former self yet more potent than ever
she moved with a new predatory grace a silent hunter in the night
a fleeting memory of her past self a life before the infection
now only the primal urges remained driving her forward into the unknown
the infection spread its tendrils deep into her being transforming her completely
she reveled in her new strength a dangerous beauty unleashed
the city slept unaware of the terror lurking within its shadows
her touch now carried a potent venom a kiss of death
the lines between pleasure and pain blurred as the infection took hold
a deep throated moan escaped her lips a sound of pure primal desire
her transformation complete she was no longer just Ada Wong but Shirami infected and forever changed
