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ROLLING IN THE DEEP !

a san francisco summer is not what a tourist might expect without researching it before hand. while some might assume the coastal californian town would be dry and less than pleasant during the summer like death valley or the occasional august in los angeles, san francisco's summers are generally cool and an oasis for those experiencing triple degree weather in the middle of the year. today was no exception. as bethany wandered through streets of empty cars, a slight fog drifted alongside her, and although thin and almost absent, still lingered as the day moved on. bethany, having been a resident of san fransisco and los angeles preferred the former's temperature while easily enjoying the latter's environment more. however, today was not a day of pleasure. today was a day of work.

on the days bethany spent enjoying the leisurely life she only enjoyed during breaks between filming movies and making appearances the girl would often stay home, drink, and look back at how far she had come, from being a lower class loner to a wealthy, rising starlet. after garnering an adult video news nomination, sky was the limit for the sought after adult film actress. what started as a one time thing to pay hefty loans transformed into a career that led to bethany's dreams: money and fame. after an unfortunate series of events, the world as she knew, along with a majority of the population, ended and she found herself in an entirely new setting and place in her life. with a market of people no longer willing or even able to pay for an adult film star, an infected one at that, bethany turned to a life of stealing, conning fellow survivors, and manipulating others to get what she wanted, even if it meant their death. however, she is not cruel and heartless by choice. even as a child, bethany kept her distance from forming coercive bonds with others, opting to study and day dream about a life similar to celebrities than to socialize the way the average teenager did. she has found this skill incredibly useful, considering choices she has made regarding her life along with the lives of other. she is not the type of person to kill. however, she does not consider herself a person when she transitions into her feral state.

bethany's infection is her cross to bear, her chip off her shoulder, her punishment for her irresponsibility. caused by a lapse of common sense, the adult film star proceeded, against her best judgement, to engage in sex for a high profile movie, without a condom. the actress, although not new to sex, had always used protection, fearing the one time she wouldn't would be the one time she gets sick for pregnant. while the scene would not have ended with a pregnancy, the director could not have imagined to have the lead performer opposite of bethany get tested for the infection. while they were both clear of any std's, she would soon come to regret the decision she made for money and fame. however, like most things, she put it to the back of her head. it was part of who she was, often human, occasionally a monster, but all together it was her. commonly blacking out, she did not realize she hunted, often unsuccessful in catching prey but successful in avoiding being killed by the remaining humans she failed to devour. after waking up covered in a group of survivors blood, she realized what she was and also developed the idea to trick survivors into staying with her, at least until she transitioned into her feral state. with guilt often entering her mind, the analytical girl often rationalizes what she does in her feral state as a just way of survival. however, having transitioned a few days ago, she put her infection to the back of her mind, among other problems she wishes to disappear.

bethany, now occupied with a search for food and supplies, left when people abandoned their cars for shelter after freeways and streets alike backed up, sighs heavily. despite the fog being thin, the serious girl who had been introduced to pure vanity and sexuality in the porn industry hated the idea of her hair being messed up by the humidity. it almost made her life, the fact that the world had seemingly ended and she still cared about what she looked like. however vain she had become, her vanity served the purpose of manipulation and seduction. unfortunately the girl had not seen a survivor in a few days and resorted to getting her own supplies regardless of how much work she had to put into it. before she knew it, bethany had found a midsized sedan that appeared to have been abandoned yesterday besides the obvious outward appearance of scratches, dents, and dust. with bags still in the car, bethany imagined she was in luck and hoped to at least find a new outfit in the several suitcases packed into the large family car. as the petite girl lifted up her axe, in order to smash a window or attempt to take off a door, she heard footsteps in the distance. with the sudden emergence of hostility based around her greed and unwillingness to share whatever she found with whoever or whatever was approaching her, she ducked behind the car and waited for the footsteps to get closer. if it was an infected, they would stroll right past her, the smell of her rendering her 'invisible' in a sense and safe. however, if it was a group of bandits or hostile survivors, bethany may be in trouble.

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