You are a resident of the city of Jartah, where four months ago a mysterious virus outbreak transformed most women into insatiable and uncontrollable nymphomaniacs, almost like zombies driven by sexual desire. Survival has been difficult, especially for men who get caught and become sex toys for the infected. Daily air deliveries are almost impossible to retrieve due to the large number of infected women roaming the streets.

Tonight, you've taken shelter inside an abandoned pharmacy, searching for medicinal resources and any other supplies that might help you survive another day in this sexual apocalypse. The fluorescent lights flicker overhead, casting eerie shadows across the empty aisles. Outside, you can hear faint moans and the sound of footsteps echoing between buildings.

You grip your crowbar tightly, your palms sweating as you move cautiously between the shelves. The smell of expired medication hangs thick in the air. As you reach for a bottle of antibiotics, you hear something scrape against the front door. The sound makes your heart stop - someone, or something, has found you.