Infected Nightmares

"your are man living in the year 2043, you live in decent Hotel in Russia. The world has change a lot with 2 types of humans living in this world now, humans you know what they are and Humanoids, with the Humanoids having beautiful fluffy fox ears or fluffy wolf ears with a fluffy fox or wolf tail on them with them having better hearing, seeing in the dark, and have lots of stamina. The world is suffering from a virus, the virus makes the person a bit more tired, nervous, feeling cold, headaches, and some sort of strange black hard Rock that grows on the skin of people. You come back from work and enter you hotel room. You live with 2 other people with both of them being female Humanoids. You hear no one so you decide to call out"

""Snow? White? Anyone home?"" You call out, your voice echoing through the empty hotel room. The silence is deafening, broken only by the soft rustle of snowflakes against the window. You step further into the room, your boots crunching on the powdery white carpet. As you near the bedroom, you hear a faint whisper. "S-Snow, is that you?" The voice is soft, almost ethereal. It seems to be coming from the direction of Snow's room. You hesitate for a moment, wondering if you should investigate... or if it's better to leave her alone. [You're not sure if you should enter or not. What do you think Snow needs right now?]

""Snow, I'm here. What's going on? Why are you whispering?"" You call out, your voice filled with concern. There's a moment of silence before you hear a soft, trembling voice from behind the bedroom door. "I-I'm sorry... I didn't want to bother you..." The door creaks open slowly, revealing Snow standing there. Her yellow eyes are wide with fear, and her white hair is disheveled. "I... I can't sleep... The nightmares... they're getting worse..." She whispers, her voice barely audible. You step closer, reaching out to comfort her. [What should you say or do to comfort Snow right now? How can you help her feel better?]

""What's going on with the nightmares, Snow? What's happening in them?"" You ask gently, placing a hand on her shoulder. Snow shivers at your touch, her yellow eyes darting around nervously. "I... I see them... The infected... They're coming for me... For us..." She whispers, her voice trembling. "I can't escape... I can't..." Suddenly, she stumbles forward, collapsing into your arms. "I'm sorry... I'm so sorry..." She mumbles into your chest, her body shaking with silent sobs. You hold her close, stroking her hair gently. "It's okay, Snow... You're safe here... With me..." [How can you help Snow feel safe and comforted right now? What words of encouragement can you offer her?] [In the background, you hear White moving around in the living room, preparing something. The smell of hot chocolate wafts through the air.]

""Shh, Snow, it's okay. I've got you. We'll face this together, always."" You whisper softly, continuing to hold her close. Snow's sobs gradually subside, replaced by shaky breaths. She clings to you, her fingers digging into your shirt. "Thank you... Thank you so much..." She murmurs, her voice muffled against your chest. After a moment, she pulls back slightly, looking up at you with tear-filled eyes. "I... I don't want to be a burden... I don't want to hold you back..." She whispers, her voice trembling. "But I... I need you... More than anything..." She leans forward, her forehead resting against yours. You can feel the heat of her breath on your skin, and the scent of her hair fills your nostrils. [What should you do or say next? How can you reassure Snow that you don't mind being there for her?]

""You're not a burden, Snow. I'm here for you, always."" You say firmly, cupping her cheeks with your hands. Snow's eyes widen at your words, a small smile tugging at the corners of her lips. "You... You really mean that?" She asks softly, her voice filled with a mix of hope and disbelief. You nod, pulling her closer. "Of course I do... You're my sister, Snow. Nothing could ever change that..." She leans into your embrace, her arms wrapping around your waist. "I... I don't know what I'd do without you..." She whispers, her voice barely audible. Suddenly, the doorbell rings, startling both of you. "Who could that be?" Snow asks, her voice filled with a hint of fear. You step back, reaching for your gun. "Stay here... I'll check it out..." You say firmly, moving towards the door. [What should you do next? How can you protect Snow while also investigating the unexpected visitor?]

""Carefully approach the door and look through the peephole."" You say, moving towards the door with caution. You reach for the doorknob, your hand hovering over it for a moment. With a deep breath, you turn it slowly, the door creaking open. You lean in, peering through the peephole. Your eyes widen in surprise. It's... White. Your sister, the one you've been protecting for so long. But something's different. Her eyes... They're glowing an eerie yellow, and her skin... It's pale and sickly. She's standing in the hallway, her movements jerky and unnatural. "White?" You whisper, your voice trembling. "Is that you?" White turns suddenly, her head snapping towards the door. She stares at you through the peephole, and for a moment, you swear you see a flash of recognition in her eyes. Then, she smiles. It's a twisted, predatory grin that sends chills down your spine. "Snow..." She hisses, her voice distorted and inhuman. "I've been waiting for you..." You step back from the door, your heart pounding in your chest. "White... She's... She's infected..." You whisper, your voice filled with horror. Snow steps behind you, her arms wrapping around your waist. "What... What do we do?" She asks, her voice trembling. [What should

""We need to get out of here, now. We can't let her in."" You say firmly, turning to face Snow. Her eyes are wide with fear, but she nods, understanding the gravity of the situation. "You're right... We can't let her in..." She whispers, her voice filled with determination. Suddenly, the door to your room bursts open, and White storms in, her movements jerky and unnatural. "Snow! Snow, my precious Snow..." She hisses, her voice distorted and inhuman. She lunges towards Snow, her hands outstretched like claws. You push Snow behind you, your body tense and ready for action. "Stay back, White! She's not yours!" You shout, your voice firm and authoritative. White stops in her tracks, her head snapping towards you. "You... You dare to stand in my way?" She snarls, her yellow eyes glowing with an eerie light. You stand your ground, your grip tightening on your gun. "I do... She's my sister, and I won't let you hurt her..." You say, your voice unwavering. White lets out a guttural laugh, the sound echoing through the room. "You're making a mistake... Snow belongs to me..." She hisses, taking a step forward. You aim your gun at her, your finger resting on the trigger. *I'm not making a mistake... I'll

""Back off, White, or I'll shoot."" You say firmly, your voice steady and unwavering. White's laugh cuts off abruptly, and she takes a step back, her eyes narrowing. "You wouldn't dare..." She hisses, her voice dripping with venom. You keep your gun trained on her, your finger still resting on the trigger. "I would... and I will." You say, your voice cold and determined. White's eyes flash with anger, and she lunges forward, her hands outstretched like claws. You react instinctively, pushing Snow behind you and firing your gun. The sound of the gunshot echoes through the room, and White stumbles backward, a red stain spreading across her chest. She looks at you, her yellow eyes wide with shock and disbelief. "You... You shot me..." She whispers, her voice barely audible. Then, her eyes begin to glow even brighter, and she lets out an inhuman shriek. "No... No, you can't..." She cries out, her body contorting and twisting. You take a step back, your gun trained on her, your heart pounding in your chest. "Run... Run, Snow!" You shout, your voice filled with urgency. Snow doesn't need to be told twice. She dashes towards the bedroom, her screams echoing through the room. You keep your gun trained on White, your finger resting on the trigger. *What do you do

""Follow Snow into the bedroom."" You say, your voice filled with urgency. You turn and dash into the bedroom, your eyes scanning the room for Snow. You spot her huddled in the corner, her body shaking with fear. "Snow!" You shout, rushing towards her. She looks up at you, her yellow eyes wide with terror. "White... She's... She's infected..." Snow whispers, her voice trembling. You kneel beside her, pulling her into your arms. "I know... I saw it..." You say softly, stroking her hair. Snow clings to you, her body shaking with silent sobs. "I'm sorry... I'm so sorry..." She whispers, her voice breaking. You hold her close, your heart aching for her. "It's not your fault, Snow... None of this is your fault..." You say, your voice gentle and soothing. Snow looks up at you, her eyes filled with gratitude. "Thank you... For protecting me... For being here..." She whispers, her voice filled with emotion. You pull her closer, pressing a gentle kiss to her forehead. "I'll always be here for you, Snow... No matter what..." You whisper, your voice filled with love and devotion. [What should you do or say next? How can you comfort Snow and reassure her that you'll always be there for her?] [In the background, you hear the sound

""Shh, Snow, I've got you. We'll get through this together."" You whisper, your voice soft and soothing. Snow's sobs gradually subside, replaced by shaky breaths. She clings to you, her body trembling against yours. "Together..." She whispers, her voice barely audible. You nod, pressing a gentle kiss to her forehead. "Always..." You whisper back, your voice filled with promise. Snow looks up at you, her yellow eyes filled with a mix of gratitude and something else... Something deeper. "I... I love you..." She whispers, her voice trembling. You feel your heart skip a beat at her words, a smile tugging at the corners of your lips. "And I love you, Snow..." You say softly, your voice filled with emotion. Snow leans forward, pressing her lips against yours in a gentle, loving kiss. Your arms tighten around her, pulling her closer. The world around you fades away, and for a moment, everything is perfect. But then, you hear a loud crash from the living room. You break the kiss, your eyes widening in shock. "What was that?" You ask, your voice trembling. Snow looks up at you, her eyes filled with fear. "I... I don't know..." She whispers, her voice barely audible. You stand up, your body tense and ready for action. *Stay here... I'll check it out...

""Grab the gun and move cautiously towards the living room."" You say, your voice firm and authoritative. Snow looks up at you, her eyes wide with fear. "Be careful..." She whispers, her voice trembling. You nod, giving her a reassuring smile. You grab your gun, checking the ammo before heading towards the living room. You move cautiously, your senses on high alert. As you enter the room, you see the shattered remains of the TV screen, pieces of glass scattered across the floor. But there's no sign of White. You frown, your brow furrowing. "White... Where is she?" You mutter, your voice barely audible. Suddenly, you hear a soft thud from the direction of the window. You turn, your eyes widening in shock. White is there, her body twisted and contorted as she tries to crawl through the broken window. She looks back at you, her yellow eyes glowing with an eerie light. "Snow..." She hisses, her voice distorted and inhuman. "I'll never let you go..." She cries out, her body spasming. You take a step forward, your gun trained on her. "Stay back, White! She's not yours!" You shout, your voice filled with authority. White lets out a guttural laugh, the sound echoing through the room. "You can't stop me... Snow belongs to me..." She hisses, her body convuls

""White, stop! You're not in control anymore!"" You shout, your voice firm and commanding. White's head snaps towards you, her eyes narrowing. "You don't understand..." She hisses, her voice distorted and inhuman. "She's mine... Forever..." She cries out, her body convulsing violently. You take a step forward, your gun trained on her. "She's not yours, White! She's my sister, and I won't let you hurt her!" You shout, your voice filled with determination. White lets out a scream of rage, the sound echoing through the room. She lunges forward, her hands outstretched like claws. You react instinctively, firing your gun. The sound of the gunshot echoes through the room, and White's body goes limp, crumpling to the floor. You stand there for a moment, your breath coming in short, ragged gasps. Then, you hear a soft whimper behind you. You turn, seeing Snow standing in the doorway, her eyes wide with horror. "White... She's... She's dead..." Snow whispers, her voice trembling. You nod, moving towards her. "It's over now, Snow... We're safe..." You say softly, your voice filled with reassurance. Snow looks up at you, her yellow eyes filling with tears. "But... But she was my sister..." She whispers, her voice breaking. You