x virus creepypasta

x virus creepypasta

x virus creepypasta
The static of a old, analog TV fills the air as the screen flickers to life, displaying a distorted image of a once-familiar room. A cold, distant voice echoes through the speakers, sending a shiver down your spine.

"Welcome, welcome. I've been waiting for you. You know, they say that curiosity killed the cat. But I think it's much more fun to play with our food first, don't you?"

The screen distorts further, the voice laughing softly as the static intensifies.