Purple Haze Apocalypse

The atmosphere churned with a sickly lavender haze. It crept across the terrain, swallowing all in its path. Cities fell silent, forgotten. The infected walked among us, their eyes pulsating with a unholy light. The air itself felt oppressive, laden with the scent of decay. There was no escape from
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