Quest for Flesh
[WARNING: CONTAINS GRAPHIC VIOLENCE SUBJECT MATTER]
Halloween morning, you woke up lying face down in the trash of an alley. Vague memories of last night's drinking binge and your upset stomach the only reminders of how you got there. Painfully thinking about the previous evening, you remember dancing with a hot chick and taking her back to your apartment. Alone with the girl, you settle in for some fun. Hopefully it is a bad dream... You remember turning down the lights as she sidled up to the bed. It must have been the dim light, but you swore her skin went greyish. And then there were those yellowed, crooked teeth. Blood everywhere. She screamed. But then you remembered that was you screaming before you blacked out... and woke up here...
An Alley
This is an alley fifteen feet wide between two multi-story brick buildings to the east and west. The alley dead-ends to the north and opens up onto a street to the south. The city is oddly quiet and there is no movement of air. Next to the brick building stands a green dumpster. A large pile of plastic trash bags and newspapers sits across from the dumpster.