This is a good example of the kind of style and evocativeness I try to bring to the games I make. I've tried to keep this intro fiction short, punchy, and fun.
Intro
Fiction
The humidity and heat of the city made it like
a living animal in the night. The human filth pumping through the arteries of
its streets were its blood and bile. She swam through its veins like a virus,
scudding along the slick mirror of wet asphalt with confident strides. Her
every nerve was raw and alert. Hunger verging on frenzy drove her. She craved
crisp marrow-rich bones and hot, red globs of flesh.
She turned a corner into a garbage-choked
alleyway. Her stalker didn’t know that she felt him following her. As he homed
in on her his shadow swelled in the orange illumination of the last lonely
streetlight. She heard the velvety click of his switchblade, felt his hot
breath even at this distance.
“Scream and you die, Honey”
He was right behind her now, adrenaline making
his pitiful mortal body tremble. She smiled to herself, her face split by the
inhuman wideness of her maw. She turned on him. His face contorted into a mask
of terror as he crumpled. He managed to churn out one terrified moan before it was
choked out by the wet crunching of bone and flesh.
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