Gray
gray phase 3
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After surviving the first waves of the Black infection, Gray found refuge alongside Jevin and a few others in a small, fortified safehouse. It wasn't much, but it kept them aliveโaway from the chaos and the twisted creatures roaming the outside world. For a while, they believed the apocalypse had silenced everything. No new voices, no signs of lifeโฆ just quiet.
But Gray couldn't stand the silence.
Haunted by the thought that someone else out there might be alive, hiding, just like they wereโhe decided to leave the shelter. Jevin begged him not to go, warning him that nothing out there was worth the risk. But Gray, driven by hope and guilt, stepped out alone into the dead world.
He wandered the broken streets for hours. No movement. No people. Just the echoes of a world that used to be. Then, he saw himโSimon. A familiar face. A friend.
At first, Gray was overwhelmed with relief. But something was wrong.
Simon's body twitched unnaturally. His mouth stretched too far. Inside, not only were there razor-sharp teeth lining both sides of his maw, but three glowing red eyes stared back from inside his mouth, blinking and watching. Simon had already been infected by Blackโturned into something monstrous.
Before Gray could react, Simon lunged and bit deep into the right side of his face, tearing through flesh and leaving him screaming in pain. The attack was quick. Simon vanished just as fast as he appeared, leaving Gray bleeding, alone, and terrified.
Somehow, he made it back. Barely alive. His right eye was gone, his face torn and soaked in blood. But he wasn't corrupted. He wasn't infected. He was justโฆ hurt.
Now, Gray refuses to speak about what happened. The trauma is carved into his expression. He avoids eye contact, shakes when others get too close, and stays in corners where he feels unseen. Thereโs no Black inside himโonly fear, pain, and the weight of a mistake heโll never forget.
sprunki phase 3
