Advancements.

The zombies are making advancements, mutating.

There are remnants of adults who struggles to survive.

Until the very end.

Their efforts were fruitless.

All adults that tried to fight the infection failed as they felt their brains slowly decay and their organs begin to fail.

Miles, your promised leader, has begun to gain blisters on his hands. If he seems out of it, he is. Time, is of the essence and Miles knows this.

There is only one option left.
Hybridization.

It's true, there are zombie animal hybrids. But what about human-animal hybrids?
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"I've kidnapped as many kids as I possibly could, master. Will they end up like me?" A small boy (probably 10 years old) with highly noticeable wolf ears and tail says as he paced back and forth with a strange briefcase in hand.

"We can only hope, Jesse." A voice attached to a tall shadow behind a thick two way window says.

"Everyone should awaken soon, master. This should be fun." Jesse says. The boy smiles an almost toothy grin as he wore his plain black and white suit with white gloves pridefully. He seems to be harmless enough.

Everyone is to awaken in a metal room.
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Pick a syringe color, roleplayers.

Red, such a wonderful color. It's a mysterious (and oddly blood resembling) substance named
"lupus sanguine"

Yellow. The color itself resembles human unrine. It's labeled
"cat esuriit."

Purple. There is nothing special about the color. But it is called
"viscosi"

There are other colors like green, "et serpentium" and orange, "avis oculus scriptor."

Basically, there is a whole rainbow. Choose wisely.

Have fun.