[ WP ] People start turning into terrifying monsters based on their Zodiac star signs .

The legend blames some evil wizard for the fall of humanity. Is n't that always the way? It's the witch, it's the wizard, it's the devil. It's never God, is it? Not that it matters. Point is, there were over seven billion people on the planet, and now there are probably only a few thousand, people still managing to hold onto their humanity. Call it a curse, call it the extinction of the laws of physics or life, call it magic, call it anything, but it acts like a virus. It spreads like a disease, and the Ebola outbreak proved just how stupid we are at not spreading diseases to other people. It spread quickly in the beginning because people did n't realise, but come on, how hard is it to wash your hands to stop yourself from being turned into a damn fish?! 
 
 The rest of us are just monsters, more or less. Got infected, and a week or so later, begin the excruciatingly-painful process of transforming into your zodiac sign. It took me about a month. I'm a seven foot tall crab. That's not even impressive, most of them are around double my size, and do n't even get me started on the Tauruses. Three of my group were killed by those gigantic savages. Maybe their minds have no humanity left, I do n't know. All I know is they act like those Wildebeest from the Lion King, some kind of herd mentality, running away from everything and not giving a damn about who's in your path. I saw my best friend's shell crushed; insides spilling out onto the street, one of his legs on the other side of the road. To add insult to injury, the seagulls came and devoured the meat of my fallen friend. This whole fiasco has been a goldmine for them. I hate seagulls. They circle us like vultures. 
 
 My first time seeing a Sagittarius was cool, though. I mean, a Centaur! Those things never existed before, so it was quite a shock, but a good one. For a while, anyway. Those things creep me out. They're really good with their archery, which makes them a threat, but they eat anything. *Anything*. The Leos, the Pisces, Cancers like myself, etc. But worse, they eat the Capricorns, Arieses, Aquariuses... even Virgos and Geminis. Yeah, they eat humanoid monsters. It's just gross, they're too close to human and too close to goats or sheep or whatever to eat any of those things, but they still do. 
 
 In the four years since this whole chaos started, I'd never seen a Libra before. Not once. Libras had become the new Bigfoot, elusive and mysterious. I concluded that there were none, they must've stayed human. I mean, you ca n't turn into a set of scales, right? Smart logic, reasonable assumption. But then I came across a building that used to be a school, from the look of it. Decided to scavenge some supplies before making my long trek to the beach where I might be more comfortable ( hey, it's my new natural habitat ). Opened the door to one of the classrooms and there they were. 
 
 An entire group of scales, piled on top of one another like they'd been thrown there and forgotten about, like it was a storage room for a cocaine-dealing business or something. I assume they'd taken shelter there, but all succumbed to the disease. I poked one of them with my claw to see if they were alive. Of course they were n't alive, they're freaking scales, for god's sake.
