Prologue
It started small. In little towns and traveling camps. Red eyes and hungry souls. The news reports were gruesome, showing the bodies under sheets and the remaining families dripping with grief. The first true sighting of one was in New York during a protest. An all-night equal rights campaign turned into a slaughter. Thousands ripped to pieces and hundreds turned. Their numbers grew. It went from one in a one thousand to one in twenty.
In two weeks there was barely a military left and what was left were cowards. We fought the entire time but resistances were found out and the members used as blood bags. Normal people began to rise creating fortresses to keep them out and us in. They were as bad as the monsters they claimed they were protecting us from. If they protected you then you owed something in return. Whether it was a possession or yourself. If you refused they made an example of you and sent you back out into the world with the monsters who were somehow less scary than the fabricated humans. I am an observer. This story is from my point of view. Please believe it.