A single shot echoes...

...and the woman is dead. You didn't notice, but her hand was already buried in her snatch. Just a couple moments more and... Well, it's best not think of it, especially since theres more important things to worry about. It seems the loud bang has caught you some unwelcome attention. You can only see darkness, a void, but you know they're there, no doubt about it. Their shuffling and groans give them away. You clutch the gun tightly, and crouch perfectly still; you know they can't see you just as much as you can't see them. You try not to breathe. Your heart is pounding as you feel the presence of one of them just a foot away from you. You can smell the sex, it's heavy and suffocating.

... But something brushes against you, something wet, and a sudden shriek deafens you. Someone found you. You fire in its general direction, the flash illuminating the concrete room, a spiderweb of shadows, and you see your assailant for a fleeting moment, a large beefy hulk of a man. You fire again and you miss. You fumble and drop the gun to the ground as you feel the infected masses swarm nearer and nearer to you. You scramble for the gun. You won't let them, haha! You won't! You won't be one of them! You feel them just feet away, and you draw the gun to your temple, taking your last moment...

...click. Empty.

Well shit.

The first strike knocks the wind out of you, sending you on your bum and your gun far away. They almost seem like they're laughing, mockingly torturing you with cackling. Perhaps they are, you can't tell, because the next moment your face is being smashed against the floor, blood flowing from your nose, and you pass out.

When you come to you're not yourself. No, you are long dead, just a lusty puppet that only wants to fuck. You orgasm for what feels to be your first, but in reality you've already been passed around enough for a dozen, their cum veritably coating every inch of your insides. You squeal girlishly as a cock thrusts into your rectum, large meaty hands holding the back of your head, roughly holding your face against the cold wall.

"Fffuuuckkkk me! Fuuuuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!" You hoarsely scream. They cum, and you feel your body filling up like a balloon, and your face freezes wide open, your tongue lulling, your eyes glassy and rolled back. You see stars, and you soon pass out again, not from pain this time but from the overflowing pleasure.

"Mooore..." You mumble under your breath.