Meanwhile, the search team members who had been tied up suddenly snapped their eyes open in unison, a crimson hue spreading rapidly across their irises.
"Raaagh—!"
A guttural snarl tore from their throats. Veins bulged across their faces, their teeth sharpened into fangs, and with a violent jolt, the chains binding them shattered with a loud clatter. One by one, they rose to their feet.
It was clear—they'd already been infected by the mutant virus.
Brandon's expression darkened as he took in the scene.
"This whole thing was a setup. The vampire virus has already made its way to the U.S."
"Th-then what do we do now?" Chris stammered, clearly the most panicked of the group. And for good reason—the virus was already spreading through his body, fast and aggressive.
His blood, once bright red, was turning murky and dark. A wave of searing pain surged through him.
"I'm mutating!"
