[ WP ] Due to a sudden doomsday event , the population of humanity has been reduced to only 200 people . You were one of the lucky few hastily chosen to enter the vault/board the ship/whatever it took to survive , but you would n't have been if they had known your secret ...

The realisation that there were so few of us left was n't nearly as bad as the thought that there would soon be much less. Many of the survivors huddled together in the large open room in the centre of the ship, more for comfort than warmth. I decided it best to retreat to the seclusion of my room, for safety. For their safety. I try my best to rid my mind of the horrors I witnessed and those to come, it takes time and effort but after redressing my wounds I manage to fall asleep. 
 
 Hours pass, my eyes open to reveal my biggest fear had come true. My body is covered in a thick coat of hair and the bite I had received prior to boarding had healed entirely. The mattress lay in pieces strewn across the hard, cold floor. My mind is set upon one thing and one thing only. Food. I burst through the door and bound down the hallway, following my nose. 
 
 `` THERE'S ONE ON BOARD! RUN! RU-'' The enraging squeal is silenced with an effortless bite to the throat. I'm sure I would feel bad any other time but I am far too hungry.
