Shirami Ada Wong stalked through the creepy corridors 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