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Biohazard

BEGINNING.

In the secluded island of Alcantara, situated in the western region and spanning an area as vast as an entire country, a highly dangerous virus known as Biohazard 359 was stored within the secure confines of the HOPE laboratory. Due to the inherent risks associated with the virus, only a select few individuals were permitted to work within this facility, and the government took extensive measures to keep all information regarding the virus classified. However, on December 16, 2030, at 8:00 a.m., an alarming incident unfolded as it was discovered that one of the viruses had gone missing from the heavily guarded vault in laboratory 0000. This development prompted the authorities to take swift action. Consequently, on December 25, 2030, at 9:00 p.m., a complete lockdown was enforced on the island of Alcantara. Authorities confirmed that the missing virus had managed to bypass the security measures and was being transported to the port of South Sahara under the care of an individual named Steve. The situation took a turn for the better on January 5, 2031, when Steve was apprehended. However, to their dismay, it was discovered on January 10, 2031, that the virus was no longer in their possession. A woman, her face concealed by an all-black veil, was identified as the perpetrator broke the virus into the capital city of Sahara, a densely populated area. There, she unleashed the Biohazard 359 virus, which resulted in a rapid outbreak. The virus manifests symptoms such as shortness of breath, a feeling of suffocation, vomiting blood, and paralysis. After a mere three seconds, infected individuals transform into aggressive creatures, attacking others and consuming their flesh. The virus spreads rapidly, causing a surge in casualties and exhibiting increased speed as it spreads across the globe. Furthermore, those infected with the virus undergo mutations, acquiring enhanced physical abilities.
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