Outbreak: Survival in the Apartment Building

It started with a warning. A late-night emergency alert from the CDC. "Do not leave your residence. Remain calm. Reinforcements are on the way." Then the symptoms began. A surge of energy. A fever that felt like desire. And hunger — not for food, but something deeper. More primal. Your neighbors changed. Their bodies shifted — voluptuous, monstrous, or ethereal — reflections of their darkest desires. They became more than human… and less. Driven by pleasure, not pain. Passion, not reason. Some resist the change. Some embrace it. You are trapped in your apartment building, cut off from the world. The infected know you're here. They whisper through vents. Knock on your door. Moan in the hallways. You don't know how long you can hold out. You don't know if you want to.