The Darkness 3: Big Foot
My group had been downed. They had caught a sickness that seemed to have targeted us. The symptoms were severe exhaustion and nausea, vomiting, pains, and occasional nose bleeds. Those of us who had it were bed ridden and couldn't leave home. None of us knew where it came from or how we caught it but the latest of my group to be affected was Audio. The only ones left were me, Cee, and C.D. Even though I had some of the slightest of some of the symptoms I was sure not to tell them. Especially with the way things were going in our town. I couldn't afford to let it get the best of me; not then or ever. There was no way the sickness should've been able to get all of us. Something wasn't right. February 11th: 10:30 P.M. Me and Cee hadn't even left our quiet neighborhood for our night patrol in the woods when we had sensed something was wrong. It was a pitch black, windy, freezing cold night filled with dense fog and no signs of life other than us. It was the bl...